I Know He Meant to Help!
Saturday, November 09, 2013
I've been feeling under the weather the last few days. First stomach upset and then allergy/cold like symptoms. Just a general yucky feeling. I didn't feel like cooking supper last night so my husband asked what I wanted from Arby's. Arby's is always my go-to when my IBS is flared up. For some reason a plain roast beef sandwich usually stops the spasms. But yesterday I told him that I didn't want anything. Actually I wouldn't have been able to fit it into my tracker anyway. I let him go off and I made an english muffin with jelly and a hard boiled egg. But when he returned he brought me a Jamocha shake. Oh my! I I didn't want to complain. He was trying to do something nice for me. I drank a little and it felt so good going down my sore throat. I waited until he was busy with something and poured the rest down the sink. I would have loved to have the whole thing. Those shakes are deadly though. As much calories as I would normally have in a whole meal. If it hadn't been at the end of the day maybe I could have worked around it but as it was I didn't have the calories left and I wasn't going to drink it. I didn't notice when I dressed this morning but it eventually dawned on me that when I put my jeans on today that I didn't have to wiggle and dance to get into them. Actually I've been having to pull them up a bit. My progress has been slow but I am seeing progress.