8 things for Wednesday.

1. I don't like the idea of being "sick," and by that of course I'm referring to my chronic illness. I would do anything to be rid of this so I don't have to explain to people why I carry water bottles with me everywhere and the reason behind my aversion to carbonated and alcoholic beverages. And my anxiety about having to know EXACTLY where the bathroom is located everywhere I go (that's the worst).

2. No one tells you that losing weight makes you sleepy. They'll tell you that it's hard, that it's slow, that it takes time, that you have to keep at it, but no one fuckin' says that falling asleep at 7pm is perfectly normal when you're burning serious calories at the gym. I've exhausted Google search for answers and it's a wonder there aren't more hypochondriacs in this country because my inquiries into the source of my tiredness (note: NOT exhaustion) could very easily lead me to believe that I'm depressed, I have a thyroid condition and cancer... all at the same time.

3. I'm so tired today I don't even remember if I took my pills this morning. I think I did? I had the same problem yesterday... although I'm starting to believe that I accidentally doubled up on a dose yesterday which wasn't entirely a problem since I accidentally skipped the previous night's dose. But I definitely took my 3 pills last night, so if I already took 2 pills this morning then taking another 2 would send me over the edge and I really don't want that right now. What to do?

4. Boys are dumb.

5. To elaborate on #4 (yes, it needs to have TWO bullet points): seriously, what is wrong with men? I feel like I have an easier time communicating with my dog sometimes, it's always small words and simple instructions and even then I'm not sure the message is getting through.

6. Food affects me more than ever now. I actually kind of love it. This morning I wasn't hungry, but then when I did become hungry I reached for the cranberry juice instead. A cup of juice alone got me from from 6 to 9am, at which point I grabbed for the cereal. I was feeling a bit sluggish, so I had a banana and now I want to climb on everything. We went to our favorite Mexican restaurant last night for fajitas and I overindulged -- not stuffed, but I knew I should have stopped sooner than I did. It kept me up ALL NIGHT (and by that I mean 11pm, which is hella late for me). I finally get the concept of food=energy.

7. I couldn't shake the BLAH so I had a friend bring me hot chocolate at work, which made me realize that my friends are AWESOME. I will certainly be paying for that hot chocolate later at the gym, but for now I'm happy with the artificial feeling of warmness that I'm getting to experience from it.

8. There is no replacement for sleep. None. And I desperately need some right about meow.