Journey to a Fruitful Life
Date: 4/12/2012 12:29:05 PM ( 9 y ) ... viewed 1034 times
I'm taking back what I said before about not blogging for today because it's pointless. I know I haven't improved much on being healthy, but I need to document my days regardless. Even if I end up not changing and not acceling at my health for years to come (God forbid), I'd like to know I at least did have a life...whatever life it may be.
Today I had a massive stomach ache, diahrea, headache and disgusting burps through out the day. It all happened yesterday after I got my leave for the weekend from the army. I bought a shnitzel in laffa which was really yummy, from the central bus station in Jerusalem. After devouring most of it, I started to feel a bit queezy. Que number 1.
I came to my home in the Kibbutz, which I share with 15 other lone soldiers from all over the world. Me and three other of my friends from our house went out to the pub last night. I hesitated about going because I knew I needed to get sleep since I'd be waking up early tomorrow (which is today), plus I'm not much of a going out to pubs/clubs/bars gal. I decided to go anyways because I thought it'd be fun to catch up and chill (and it was) plus, I haven't had the pub's fries in a while. That ultimately lead to my decision to buy a large plate of fries, with a side of mayonnaise and kethcup. I devoured most of that as well. I already wasn't feeling well before from my last "meal" of shnitzel in laffa, plus I ate lunch on base not too long before that, so to indulge in a bunch of fried food covered in mayo and ketchup is insane. I have no idea what I put into my body during these situations. All that's inside of my head is food, and to consume as much of it as I can.
It's been like this for as long as I can remember.
Woke up this morning feeling so drowsy and dehydrated. I felt like crap, like I knew I would. I was gassy and burpy, and my insides stunk, even though I brushed my teeth and showered and was clean. It was horrible, and it's not the first time I've felt like that after indulging in unhealthy/unneccassary/undeserved "food". I ended up catching a tramp with my friend from last night to the bus station in our city. The man who stopped for us and took us was extremely nice. He was an elderly man and was listening to good music (like Romanian ish music and olden day American singers - my kind of style) When he dropped us off to our destination, I think I rushed and forgot my little purse (which contains my keys, money, headphones, and CELL PHONE CHARGER)
I knew the moment I lined up for a bus to Tel-Aviv that I felt too light, and looked to see that my purse wasn't around me...wasn't wrapped up around me like I usually have it on. I was feeling so crappy that I almost didn't even care. Ugh. A start of a shitty day. So I called Esther, our home care-taker and parent liason, and let her know a dude from out Kibbutz might have my purse in his car so to be on the look-out. Hopefully he will search for our house and return it, because he knew that me and my friend were a part of this program for lone soldiers and lived in the Kibbutz.
Onwards to my day. I'm sitting on the bus and clenching my stomach, my legs against the front seat and my head hanging and looking up towards the ceiling. Pleading not to puke, not to explode my bottoms, and to quietly make it to the bus station in Tel-Aviv where I could relieve all my shit. Thankfully the bus ride went quickly (3 hours) but I still went through an agonizing time and prayed I would be alright. The minute I got to the bus station I put my one shekel to get to the bathroom and just let everything out. I was in pain, was weak, and haven't drank water since...I can't even remember. Not even yesterday did I drink water...just sodas. I was dehydrated and felt like absolute crap. This went on until I left my aunt's in Bnei-Brak's house, where I also had to relieve myself painfully in her cramped up bathroom. Thankfully, after that, all was well.
I'm at my aunt's in Petach Tikvah's (Thank God) and it's peaceful now. I have my outfit and dinner will start as soon as the guests arrive. This aunt is a good cook and is really pretty and stylish. Even though she's "fat", but it's so nice to be here and not with my previous Aunt (Let's call her S) she's so controlling and loves to insult me. My cousin and I will be watching horror documentaries after dinner in his room and I'll probably read my book. I don't know if I will be fasting tomorrow. I'm so not focused. At all.
I need to buy a charger for my blackberry, and I need money. I didn't bring my credit card in my purse, thank God once again, so I'm grateful for that. I just need money to buy a new charger and to repay my friend on my base who gave me 100 shekels. Oh well, worse things happen to better people.
I skyped with my parents today and it was lovely. I hung around with my aunt and my cousin (Or) who's hilarious and we get along so funny..same with my uncle. So I feel good right now, I'm okay. Hopefully I won't let myself go completely tonight and just stuff myself over and over with food, but knowing me, once I get a taste of something tasty, I probably will.
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