Sunday, March 22, 2009

11 lbs lighter

Well weight loss is not always a positive.

Documenting the worst sickness ever. Starting on Thursday I came home from work feeling "a bit off" then as if my body decided all of a sudden it was time for a violent cleansing and that EVERYTHING MUST GO around 8 my insides all decided to come out...whichever way they could the quickest and they often didn't even take turns. My bathtub will never look at me the same. :-/

I never had a fever but at more than 3 occasions throughout the night I hallucinated that there were people in the room with me. Sometimes taking care of me (My mom, Brian, Nick and Jeremy all at different points), sometimes just standing there (the lead singer of The Bird and the Bee and Julia), at one point dancing (Karen) but obviously they never were. Also, for most of the night I couldn't stop hearing music, loudly at all points. It was a VERY strange night. I could hardly sleep and I had to run to the bathroom (thankfully right beside my room) uncountable times. Finally around 2 I mercifully passed out and woke up around 9 feeling a bit more like a human being but still not great. I still had many emergency bathroom trips. I called out from work for Saturday and Sunday just cause I can't imagine being in the middle of a tour when all of a sudden BOOM my body tells me it's time for purge again. My body is not in much of a mood to wait for anything right now.

So before I got sick I happened to weigh myself, after my body had emptied itself violently, out of curiosity I went to check and see how much I had lost in the night from hell and I was 11lbs lighter. I have to think the scale is screwy somehow but if it isn't...whoa. I'm sure it'll all be back tomorrow since I can once again hydrate but still a crazy number.

I am now finally getting over the sickness but and still a bit grumbly. I spent the whole weekend doing my best to hold down food (which never worked until today) and liquids (which worked after Friday. I have now today for the first time been able to eat real food and not feel like it was on the way back up immediately after. So progress.

Now, since sitting up at the computer is even kinda draining for me right now I'm gonna head off and go watch another episode of Six Feet Under. Season 1 was amazing but Season 2 has proven a little slow thus far. I have faith it will pick back up but it may take till Season 3.

Thank God for these pajama pants.

Monday, March 2, 2009

February 23rd

I love cereal.

Since I was a little kid cereal has always been one of my favorite foods and as I've "matured" into an adult I've discovered that cereal can serve as not only breakfast but basically any other meal and/or snack. My current favorites are (in no particular order)

Honey Bunches of Oats (with or without almonds, this is a solid anytime cereal).

Cinnamon Toast Crunch (super sweet so more suited for breakfast or snack time cereal).

Fruity Pebbles (insert whatever joke you want here but these are amazing and FAR superior to cocoa pebbles in every way).

Cracklin' Oat Bran (yeah, this is an old people cereal but holy crap they're hiding a gold mine of flavor in these little square laxatives in a box...it's too expensive for what it is but when there is a COB sale you can bet I stock the cabinet).

Raisin Bran (I have no idea why...it's not particularly an amazing cereal but there is something about the texture and overall cereal experience that I like...I can't qualify this one).

(Despite two of my top 5 being bran cereals I am not constipated as this may lead you to believe.)

All of this exploration into the world of cereal stems from my discovery this morning. I awoke to a very snowy DC and thankfully did not have to go into the museum. I went downstairs for my morning cereal and poured a heaping bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats. Do you ever have a bowl of cereal where you think to yourself "Hmmm this doesn't quite taste just right..." but it doesn't taste SO off that you stop eating it? Well thus was my morning bowl. I had my cereal and powered through the semi off taste, did some yoga and watched some more Six Feet Under. Moments before posting this I decided it was dinner cereal time and I went to pour bowl #2 for the day and took the milk out of the fridge to make my meal complete. At this point I saw that it expired on Feb. 23rd...a WEEK ago.

Apparently my taste buds have died and soured milk is just a minor inconvenience for me. I just poured out my half gallon remaining of milk and ate my bowl of dry honey bunches...I think I'll have a more substantial dinner later as dry cereal just doesn't satisfy.

After writing all of this out I realize what a horribly boring post this turned out to be. Whoops. I guess when my tag for this one was "Cereal" I should have caught on.