I am leaving work in 35 minutes to go home and cry… my stupid tummy doctor has me on a NO FOOD diet for two days and is putting me through some stupid tests tomorrow.
I can’t stand not eating. I could never be anorexic because I love food too much!
(Not that I’ve ever considered trying it out – I am just saying I could never starve myself.)
When I was in high school and my tummy turned against me, I spent many minutes, maybe even an hour total, sobbing into a plate of food. I recall one moment in particular….3 bites into a delicious cheeseburger Mr. Stomach got mad, started spazzing out, and I had to stop eating. I literally burst into tears like a big baby. Not being able to eat is the WORST thing in the world.
It’s bad enough that I have been on a strict diet for a week… now the thought that these tests could result in the discovery of some other reason I shouldn’t be able to eat 90% of the things that I love…I am angry.