And then I’m going to snort Prozac
Not much to report here…It’s raining. And cold. And I’m thinking of buying drugs and syringes from Moldavia off the internet. Par-TAY!
I’ve made up my mind I’m going to do hCG. Whether it’s really going to work, or just the latest fascination to turn my head in weird ways remains to be seen.
I am trying to the best of my ability to eat consciously, because as if it wasn’t enough to have the memory of a former Italian bodybuilder breathing down my neck that I should be eating only when I am hungry, my Chinese acupuncturist is also telling me to “just eat - little bits.”
I mean, I get it. Where I used to dread the Cramps, they now are nearly nonexistent. Pain is a fantastic motivator for changing one’s diet. Now as soon as Aunt Mary arrives, I am just eating little bits. And to think how I used to dread the red flower days. Yay purification! It’s the rest of the month that gets my panties in a twitch now.
But boy will eating little bits come in handy on the hCG diet, because that’s all you get to eat. 500 huuuuuge calories a day. I think this is entirely manageable if I make sure to enjoy each and every bite. And, well, you know me. I have a thing for food restriction.
Still, it does make me wonder. Did I ever think in my entire life I would seriously be contemplating ordering drug paraphernalia from an online shoppe called viagra-vitamins.com? It boggles the mind.
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Having gone through years of infertility treatments…I can’t imagine doing it again. Good luck to you!