The Neverending Hunger

 

"What the hell, man?"

"Yeah."

"But it's never been like this!"

"Yyyyeah, we've never done this simultaneously. Welcome - it sucks, doesn't it?"

"Yeah! This is bullshit!"

Yesterday, I mentioned the fact that both d and I are permanenly draggin' ass since we went tepid turkey and low-ish sugar.

Today, we're recognising something else.

We're both. Permanently. Ravenous.

Before meals. After meals. At any random point between meals - the urge to find a turkey and rip off its legs with our teeth is strong in us right now.

Two nights ago, we had what was, in the circumstances, a high-carb dinner - pizza.

Almost immediately when it was done, d admitted "I'm still hungry."

I tried to rationalize with her. "Are ya? Or are you just reacting to the behaviorally-programmed need to eat another course?"

She narrowed her eyes at me. "Screw you and your behaviorally-programmed ass, honey, I'm. STILL. HUNGRY."

Ya got to pick your battles in this life, and right now, our battles need to be against external forces, not against one another.

Tonight, for Reasons, we ended up having pizza again.

Almost immediately:

"Still hungry?"

"Yep."

"What the hell, man?"...

So - permanently exhausted, permanently hungry. There clearly needs to be an adjustment at some point - need to get more protein, more greenery, more vitamins in our systems.

But we're just a handful of days in, and we're still adjusting to the new ways in which we're having to think. Have yet to start blood testing, so what we're aiming for is a starting sugar level that's not completely insane (as it probably has been for years). 

But we're gonna need to figure something out about this fatigue/ravenous hunger combination, cos she's right - what the hell, man?