I've had a slip, folks. It's all because I'm sick. It started Tuesday night when I felt so crappy that I ransacked my pantry for something easy to make. I wound up making a Knorr pasta pouch thing. I'm not even sure what flavor it was, although I think it was ham and onion, because it was from Hungary. Did I figure out how to cook it? Yes. Do I know how many points? No, it was in Hungarian, for cripes sake! (lol) Yesterday I was not inspired enough to make a bowl of cereal for breakfast, it just seemed to hard. So I got another muffin at Starbucks. Then for lunch I had the dreaded McDonald's. Last night for dinner I had diet soda and Hershey's nuggets. I know what you're thinking..."but Alanna, I thought you didn't like milk chocolate". That is true, but I love toffee and almond.
On the health side of this, my food choices got worse because I was feeling worse and worse. Eventually it got to the point where everytime I blew my nose, it felt like someone was suctioning the inside my my head with a Dyson vacuum. Plus, the coughing was making me insane. Or, at the very least, cranky. I did get to the doctor, and I was expecting my usual Bronchitis Z-pack. Nope, I got a Leva-pak, which is a stronger anti-biotic, and the good Doc must think that what I've got is pretty bad because she gave me Tussionex, which is a narcotic cough medicine. Yipes! That stuff makes your brain feel mushy, but in the best way possible. Both have side effects of: dizziness, fatigue and loss of appetite. I'm supposed to drink as much water as I can possibly can. Fun!
I know that once I start feeling better, that it'll be fairly easy to get back on track. I've got brussels spouts in the fridge, and all I'll have to do tomorrow is roast them and then I'm golden.
Okay, I'm done with my pity party. I'm going to take a hot shower with a Sudacare tablet, and then I'm going to lay around and do a whole lotta nothing until it's time to go somewhere and eat!
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!