I didn’t have a very good day yesterday.
It was my best friend’s birthday but she died a few years ago. Then, the glucose reading. Enough to set me off on a day long bender, starting with crepes for breakfast around 10.
Around 3 I started drinking, and I shall not reveal exactly how much but suffice to say my hangover is extremely well deserved. I accompanied this with most of a wheel of Brie, and biscuits, and for dinner I ate a whole pizza. Yes. All of it. I did no exercise, unless you count lying on the sofa laughing hysterically as I watched The World’s End for therapy.
This does nothing for one’s beauty sleep. I’m up earlier than usual, and steeled myself for the reading. Here’s the irony. After all that, it was only 0.3 over yesterday. I was expecting much, much worse.
So now I’m really confused. Does anything I do in relation to this damn disease matter?