You can delete an ex from all of your social networks all you want, but if you two still have mutual friends, you’re bound to still stumble upon photos of that person. Someone needs to develop an app that fixes that. Thanks.
If you don't know me, you'd probably think I was anorexic right about now.
As some of you know, I fell deathly ill last weekend.
No. Really. I hit a 105.5 fever, which some of you may know starts being on the borderline of brain damage, seizures, and/or death. Fortunately, my mother was around to rescue me and immediately started sponging me down to get my temperature to cool off. She caught everything just in time.
It was the result of a stomach virus. Possibly from food poisoning. How did it get so bad so fast? What some of you might not have known… is that I was born anemic. I’ve been battling the state of consistently getting sick my entire life. If I don’t catch something in time to start fighting it with the proper meds, then it can very quickly go from 1 to 100.
So with this stomach virus thing, I wasn’t able to keep solids down for an entire week. I was restricted to liquids only. Water. Tea. Gatorade. Applesauce. Soup. Jello was probably the only exception. Now.. if you know me, you know that I generally LOVE to eat… so I think you can imagine how tormenting this process has been for me already.
Today was the first day I could really start to tackle on some solids, but I still have to take it slow. I can eat bread and nibble on some thing slices of salami, but can’t have mayo or avocado. Still can’t have that much citrus at all, and I have to steer clear of super spicy things (which, again, if you know me, you can imagine how much that’s killing me over here). Still can’t have dairy.
In this process, especially the first few days, I know that I’ve lost at least 5 pounds… but now I’m wondering if I’ve lost more.
I started wondering this today as Elissa’s parents stopped by the office and mentioned that I still looked kind of sick. I asked Mom if she thought I visibly lost weight, and she said she thought I did a bit. Tonight, I go to meet up with an old friend who I hadn’t seen in 5 years. “Look at you! So skinny!”
When I had explained to him what’s been going on, he responded with, “Dude. I was about to say… you’ve always been a petite little thing, but you’re like… suuuuuper skinny right now.” Sigh.
I get back to the hotel, strip down, and actually take a good hard look in the mirror… and then I noticed it.
I can see my freaking ribcage.
I’m not talking about kind of seeing a rib or two… I’m talking about a very defined ribcage shape here. Not healthy looking by any means. Le sigh. And what kills me is… a lot of people probably think I’m anorexic… and I am soooo far from that. Trust me, if I could eat 10,000 feasts of kings right now, I would. I would LOVE to. I’m freaking starving all the time because I can hardly eat anything still.. and my stomach shrunk to the size of a pea.