Sunday morning

Felt horrible all day yesterday. Beyond tired. Beyond exhausted. Light-headed and very achy. Forearms feeling very weak and with the molasses-for-blood feeling. At one point I was in the car and lifted the Porter Square Books bag off the floor in front of Lisa's seat and it felt like something tore in my brestbone area. Sharp pain. (Or was it more in my right side?)

Was *totally* exhausted last night. Felt like I could just pass out from exhaustion by 7:30. Wanted to watch BSG, though. Unfortunately Sheryl called before it was over and she wanted to talk for a long time. I felt myself tensing up as the call went on and on and I knew I was going to have to stay up later than I wanted. Didn't finally get to bed until about 10pm.

My right side was hurting like hell again. Did the disposable hotpad thing again.

Took about an hour to get to sleep again. Had to give up and rely on the Ativan again. I always feel the pressure from the air very intensely and distractingly at the beginning. I'm so aware of having to make an effort to breathe in and breathe out it's difficult to fall asleep.

I woke up sometime in the pitch dark. Was wide awake. The water from the humidifier had condensed in my mask and it was gurgling. Water was trickling down my cheeks. I had to take it off and shake it on the floor. There was a damp patch on the sheets all over that side of the bed. I put it back on and it wasn't gurgling so I tried to go back to sleep again. No luck. the sun started coming up. I finally just said "screw it" and ripped it off and turned of the CPAP machine and went to sleep easily. Woke up around 9:30.

Feel *much* better today than I did yesterday. But the soles of my feet still hurt; the palm side of my fingers still hurt; my left tricips still hurts when I use it and the painful spot corresponding to a fibromyalgia pressure-point above my left elbow and the muscles/tendons around it still hurt a lot. My ankle and shins are sore, and my knees were quite sore on the way down the stairs this morning.

*NOTE* I don't think I had the weird after-meal feeling after lunch yesterday. But then again, the whole day was that kind of feeling.

We cheered up Stuart

So the day after we started the diet we ran into Stuart and Kathy. Stuart has been told he is allergic to wheat and was looking very blue as his wife shopped for wheat-free foods. After we explained our diet to him, though, it cheered him right up.

The headache begins ...

The caffeine withdrawal headache.

Lisa and I are going to try green tea, since it's allowed, although we both think it tastes like fish. Bleah. Black tea is disallowed because it's fermented, and for now we are avoiding anything fermented or potentially "yeasty".

It Begins

Already, we feel like drug addicts going through withdrawl.

It didn't help that we overdid the sugar and treats last night. I couldn't get to sleep until 2 and Lisa woke up at 2 and didn't get back to sleep until 5.

AND we've had no caffeine!

But we did just have rotisserie chicken for dinner. We can hardly eat anything but we *can* have rotisserie chicken. We're probably going to get VERY sick of rotisserie chicken...