A litte fuzzier

I’m in the final 12 hours and oddly it feels easier than yesterday.  I’m only a pound over where I had wanted to be, considering the timing, that’s better than I thought was going to happen.  I have a pretty good headache.  I could actually care less about food right now, I’m just thirsty.  Pretty much fantasizing about the grape Pedialyte in my car.  And when I do eat, it makes a little sick to my stomach probably for lack of liquids.  I had to switch flavors of gum, got a little burnt out on bubble gum flavor and am now on watermelon.  My sense of smell is really sensitive, which is going to be fantastic when I clean out the fridge at the office later this afternoon.  Dreams are crazier than usual, which is saying something because on a good day you would think I do a lot of drugs based on my dreams (though that couldn’t be further from the truth).   I was spacey yesterday but today feels a little clearer.  Or maybe I just have more specific things to work on today.  I’m pretty direct to begin with, and if possible more so in the last two days.  And I’m pretty sure it’s only a matter of time before the words “It’s your job so just get it done” come out of my mouth.  Maybe I should have told my new program what was going on.  I have found a really good friend on the team who has been really helpful and supportive through all this.  And the guy I’m dating might be the sweetest thing ever for tolerating my whining and crabbiness and yet still getting me to smile, a lot, yesterday.  Because even I don’t like me after yesterday.