SOoooooo...today I woke up feeling like crap.
Nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea.
I weighed 143.0, which was a relief...but...
I thought I'd eat a burger, only, and leave it at that, since I can't fast at home with mum around.
But...I ate a little breakfast bar (70 cal) in the morning. Felt like shit. Told myself I just needed some "real" food to soak up all the damn sugar from yesterday...
Stupid, stupid girl.
Subway-around 1,000 cals with a soup 6" raspberry iced tea and bakedchips.
I felt like shit-knew I overdid it, didn't stop.
The amount of vomit that erupted from my mouth was astounding...and after falling in and out of conciousness for a few hours in bed, fleeing to sleep whenever scary visuals of food attacked me in my delirium, and living on nothing but ice chips, I curiously got on the scale. 141.6. Blessed relief.
Can't eat anything today-the mere sight of food nauseates me, so the smell would kill me.
Tomorrow...if I can't eat...soup. I might puke that shit up too :(
I don't LIKE being sick...but I like the fact my body eats itself up when I am. :P
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