Tired, discouraged, in a very pissant mood today. 156.0; even with chemical assistance, I didn't sleep well last night. Menopause is kicking my ass right now.
Yesterday started well enough, but ended poorly:
- tea with cream
- the usual supplements
- salad with chicken, bacon, cheese, avocado, and blue cheese dressing
- macadamia nuts, I think
- two tortilla chips with salsa
- chicken fajitas with guac, salsa, sour cream, cheese
- refried beans
- stupid damn cashews - frustration eating
I'm bloaty and achy and so tired I'm practically weeping this morning. It's like being sick, without anything that would make others sympathetic and helpful, and I feel compelled to try to carry on, all the while feeling like a month-long nap would maybe make a dent. Except that right now, a month-long nap would be torment, because I would be unable to control my body temp.