The diet has been going pretty well till last night. Last night, in the middle of the night, I woke up needing to take the pills I had forgotten to take earlier, and needing to eat something for the pills. There was nothing easy in the refrigerator and in a moment of not caring, I picked up the last piece of apple pie which was still fine even though it was old enough that I expected to find mold, I ate it. It was good. I didn’t care. I felt rebellious.
Today I have had 2 cheese sandwiches (bread is the no no) with coke. COKE! One of the biggest no nos there is. Then we had cream of wheat for supper. Then, later, I had another blasted Coke.
I must get back on track tomorrow. I can feel my blood sugar.
Today was an odd day. I have occasional days like this, days when I just cannot bring myself to care about much of anything. I have no idea what causes them.