Day 4-5
>> Friday, May 21, 2010
Well my Mom wanted to take me out to dinner to celebrate my birthday. I picked Panera Bread thinking that I'd be able to get a salad and some fruit and everything would be right in the world. Wrong. Panera is known for their breads, and they always accompany your order with a piece of baguette. First, I should have asked them to please not put the bread on my plate. When I got seated and glorious, yeasty perfume of that bread hit my nostrils I couldn't think straight. I fell in love...I loved that bread like Syd loved Nancy and Rhett loved Scarlet. I wanted to sink my teeth into it like Edward wanted to sink his canines into Bella. Oh man, I'm on a ship and this puppy is going down quick! S.O.S.!
So I gave in to my weakness and broke off a piece the size of a quarter and ate it. I was able to resist the rest, only by the fact that my son decided to use the remaining piece as a hand puppet. I've also discovered that my Mother and my oldest son are the biggest enablers on the planet. My son decided that he wanted me to "be happy" and eat whatever I wanted. My mother decided that I should pack up Jacob's mac-n-cheese and bring it home for him to eat later. What she was subconsciously saying was that she thinks I'm not getting enough to eat and that I should have just eaten it and gotten it over with. The protein in the cheese is what I need and she knows best. I tried to plead with her that if I brought it into the house, it would be going straight into my mouth and that is exactly what happened. So I ended up eating about 4 large spoonfuls of mac-n-cheese and feeling like I cheated on Jesus with the Devil.
After dinner, Mom came back to the house to give the boys some presents from her trip to Holland. She starts off with "I know your Mom's going to shoot me BUT..." and pulls out chocolate, cookies and candy for the boys. Eli tries to force feed me "the best chocolate in the world" and at this point I feel like totally giving up. I told her I felt like an alcoholic being forced into a bar. The rest of the night was not so bad and I was able to resist the candy and really explain to Eli that I am happy and I'm eating raw by choice.
Day 5
So I decided not to beat myself up about the dinner disaster the night before. It's a new day and I am right back on the wagon. My sugar is 334 but I knew it would go up a bit after that. I'm glad this all happened so that I could recognize unhealthy patterns and situations in my life. I know right now that I am not ready to be put in a situation where I cannot control what food is on the table. I also know that I need to recognize the enabling actions of my family.
So, I did great today and my blood sugar tonight is 224. Awesome!
When you fall, dust yourself off and keep on going. Don't stop. Don't give up.