Not just to, you know, sustain life and all – but to your general mood. On Thursday, the day of my fill, after working diligently all day long at getting in enough liquid – right through to 1am, I managed to get in probably 10-12 oz. And man was I feeling it. My head hurt, my mouth was uncomfortably dry, and my lips were chapped. And this was one frickin day. My mood sucked too. Frankly I was frightened that I had made a mistake by not calling the doctor on Thursday since I knew that meant I couldn’t call him until Monday.
But then today I managed to finish a 16 oz bottle of water by 10:30am. It did have to be warm water – but warm was definitely an easy trade off for me! I can’t tell you how frickin excited I was by this. It’s the little things in life, isn't it? The fact that it was morning and I was able to consume anything gave me hope that food will one day be an option too – LOL.
Of course, at best I got another 16 oz in throughout the rest of the day. Not much protein at all, but I'm no longer dying of thirst which is a good thing. I have truly no idea whether this is still some residual inflammation as I always do 2 days of liquids and 2 days of mushies after a fill so I've never pushed it to see. But there's no doubt I'm definitely tighter than I've ever been and if it keeps feeling like this - this is not sustainable. Every single time I drink something I burp a little (well unless I don't which means it's coming back up). And every single time I burp I say, out loud, 'thank you' to the burping gods for keeping things moving. I tried to drink some chai latte at about 1 and while it didn't come back up - I had to give up trying after a couple of ounces. It was just taking way too much concentration. Later some water with protein powder and vitamins did come back up a little, but I was eventually able to start sipping again. I even managed to get 1/2 of a milk based protein shake down this evening. I lost 2.2 lbs yesterday and I expect there'll be another loss recorded tomorrow morning.
There's no way I could have even thought about anything thicker or harder than milk today so I'm thinking this weekend may very well end up all liquids - but here's hoping I can move up to... pudding, or soupy mashed potatoes or even soup.
I hate hate hate the idea of having to go back to idiot boy to justify an unfill so I'm really hoping that this is just residual inflammation and tomorrow will be a little better just like today was a little better. The upside, of course, is this quick weight loss surge has brought me to my lowest point in about four years and it's right here at the end of the spring challenge; so that's a nice little happenstance.