Fiera
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Well. I had to make a call. Never heard from manufacturer or Guru Doc (though pinged him late in the day). I consumed 2 of the spare flavor soup packages keeping my options open. Finally at 8P it was time to go one way or the other. I decided to press on with the protocol, consuming everthing else in the box for the day, around 900 calories and some capsules, plus an herbal tea, between 8 and 9P. My IF cycle got hosed but it isn't tied to the protocol so not a huge deal. Just means I have to wait until 1P tomorrow for lunch if I wait 16 hours
Tomorrow is when the real fun begins. Today was not that hard though so am hoping it will be similar.
I was busy all evening with the rescue stuff and ready to crash now. This weekend I will be speaking with DDog's potential new family. I cried already. It's going to be hard to let go, but I also don't envision myself committing to this giant of a dog for the next 7-8 years at this point. I still feel like I am going to maybe stay in Ireland for a while or do some other extended traveling once KDog has passed on.
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Above was written last night, put IPad on charger and fell asleep.
One of the first things to hit my news feed this morning was an article about the moment people realized their relationship was over. Typically it was the moment when their partner said or did something which showed they were no longer "seeing" them, or no longer respecting them.
I took that and applied it to a few of my relationships and it holds true very well, romantic or otherwise. "That moment" is a visceral feeling, a realization, which leaves one a bit cold and echoey, And I absolutely felt that "shift" the past few interactions with AN. It made me think about the likely fruitlessness of this feeling I still have that, at least from my end, there is still an openness to see if the challenges could be mutually resolved . But there are times along the way when I have felt loss of respect for him too. I really wish he hadn't poked me 3 times in a week. TB behavior, triggering. Curly Bubbly asked me if I thought he was drinking when he sent that last email. I said I suspected that he was. Clearly he is not in a place to be a suitable partner, and likely never will be, I would be a fool to wait, hope, or be distracted by him. Of course the heart is a fool...shrugs.
Anyway, I had a nice catch up chat with EF last night. I am a bit worried about a medical procedure she has coming up next month. It is fairly routine but not without the possibility of life altering complications. No way to go except forward but given that someone I know recently died from such complications it makes one stop and reflect. How precious and fragile we all are.
The sun is out, and I have immensely enjoyed this cup of coffee and journal time, but yesterday was very unproductive waiting around for the answer which never came. I need to put my day into gear. Hopefully a sunny walk in the forest preserve is on deck around 11:30.
This is Day 2 of 5 day "box" diet.
Tomorrow is when the real fun begins. Today was not that hard though so am hoping it will be similar.
I was busy all evening with the rescue stuff and ready to crash now. This weekend I will be speaking with DDog's potential new family. I cried already. It's going to be hard to let go, but I also don't envision myself committing to this giant of a dog for the next 7-8 years at this point. I still feel like I am going to maybe stay in Ireland for a while or do some other extended traveling once KDog has passed on.
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Above was written last night, put IPad on charger and fell asleep.
One of the first things to hit my news feed this morning was an article about the moment people realized their relationship was over. Typically it was the moment when their partner said or did something which showed they were no longer "seeing" them, or no longer respecting them.
I took that and applied it to a few of my relationships and it holds true very well, romantic or otherwise. "That moment" is a visceral feeling, a realization, which leaves one a bit cold and echoey, And I absolutely felt that "shift" the past few interactions with AN. It made me think about the likely fruitlessness of this feeling I still have that, at least from my end, there is still an openness to see if the challenges could be mutually resolved . But there are times along the way when I have felt loss of respect for him too. I really wish he hadn't poked me 3 times in a week. TB behavior, triggering. Curly Bubbly asked me if I thought he was drinking when he sent that last email. I said I suspected that he was. Clearly he is not in a place to be a suitable partner, and likely never will be, I would be a fool to wait, hope, or be distracted by him. Of course the heart is a fool...shrugs.
Anyway, I had a nice catch up chat with EF last night. I am a bit worried about a medical procedure she has coming up next month. It is fairly routine but not without the possibility of life altering complications. No way to go except forward but given that someone I know recently died from such complications it makes one stop and reflect. How precious and fragile we all are.
The sun is out, and I have immensely enjoyed this cup of coffee and journal time, but yesterday was very unproductive waiting around for the answer which never came. I need to put my day into gear. Hopefully a sunny walk in the forest preserve is on deck around 11:30.
This is Day 2 of 5 day "box" diet.