When will I ever learn?
As I’ve mentioned countless times here, I eat six mini-meals a day. It’s the food plan that works best for me and by following it I’ve shed 82 pounds (so far). And then we have today…
I ate Meal 1 at 7:45 this morning. That meant Meal 2 needed to happen by about 10:30. I was in an all morning meeting, then I dashed out of the office to attend a lunch-hour seminar. I wrote down the wrong location for said seminar, couldn’t figure out where I was supposed to be, and ran an errand for my mom instead. While standing in line during said errand I suddenly felt very faint and dizzy. I checked my watch. It was 12:30. I hadn’t eaten in almost five hours. I was in a low-blood sugar crisis and I was really afraid of passing out. Out of the corner of my eye I saw some people eating popcorn. The retail establishment had a popcorn machine and provided patrons with complimentary bags. I don’t normally eat popcorn (I love me some popcorn but I choose to stay away from it most of the time). I managed to make it over to the machine and scooped enough in a bag to keep me from fainting. After finishing the errand I drove to a restaurant and picked up a take-out meal. A full-sized take-out meal. It’s now seven hours later and I still feel headachey.
Here’s the deal. I work with the most supportive colleagues anyone could ask for. No one would have batted an eye if I had left the meeting to grab Meal 2, returned, and eaten it in front of everyone. I got caught up in my busyness and I made a choice not to take care of myself.
I hope I’ve learned my lesson. I’m no good to anyone if I don’t take care of myself first. And had I really passed out I could have injured myself. I don’t even want to think about what would have happened if I’d passed out while driving.
This was irresponsible. This can’t happen again.
This won’t happen again.