Red lights, alarms sound

I went to do elliptical for 1 hour at the gym this afternoon, thinking that maybe, just maybe, this ache is just my body needing to move.

Nope. Mistaken. Felt good while exercising (no weights) but am paying dearly for it now.

In my research on food allergy reactions, one that I remember reading about was an almost flu-like arthritic ache...and that would just about cover how I feel now, although much, much better than last night...the virtual Drill Sergeant threatened to come kick my butt and he made me cry! :) I am fine, I can eat, I am good...but my bones literally hurt. It takes four days to get an offending food out of your body completely, and tomorrow is day four. Like I said, I have no issues other than the ache...

...except for the fact that I have mysteriously lost five pounds.

I am now down below 120. Officially dead-on 119.0. And that is fully clothed. Winter clothes. It's cold here. And I am freezing.

Sound the alarms. Tonight IS a FosterBurger night. Big burger for me. Hold the bun. With fries. I'd order a chocolate shake, but I'm already freezing to death as it is. Oh...what the hell. Big shake. Cho-co-la-te.

I really need to start keeping weight on. Evidently going to the gym isn't helping me much there. I know most would kill to say that, but not if they felt how I have felt all weekend. My thyroid numbers were fine on my last blood draw back in October, and I can't think of anything else that would be making it so hard for me to not just melt away into nothingness.

Maybe I AM the wicked witch-bitch and am paying the price...



You know, she and I DO look and sound a lot alike, ¿no?

I'm sure my children would say so...