Just had a very unpleasant experience.
I was plugging away, playing Pathfinder : Kingmaker, deep in concentration as usual, when I suddenly realized my stomach was positively boiling with acid.
What’s worse is that I could also feel my blood sugar start to sleep. I got this feeling I have had before, like something vital is rapidly draining away from me. It comes complete with a splitting headache and a case of the greasy sweats.
Sorry for that image.
So I did the only thing I could do : I ate. Good thing I always have food nearby. I started noshing on trail mix and Cheez-its and just kept on eating until the acid beast in my stomach was placated.
Luckily (and probably relatedly), it was almost time for lunch anyhow. So now I am doing the whole blog and eat thing.
And fretting, as I so often am, about resources.
This was a bad week to end up needing to eat essentially two and a half meal’s worth of trail mix because I already have a deficit.
See, every week, I buy a 1 kg bag of No Name Original Trail Mix and a 600 g bag of some other trail mix from the friendly folk over at a company called Basse.
I originally got just the 1 kg bag of the No Name stuff but I found I was running out by Wednesday (I shop on Fridays) so I added the Basse stuff to my routine.
Plus it gives me some variety in my feed.
But this week, instead of the 1 kg bag of the No Name stuff, I got another 600 g bag from Basse. Meaning I have a trail mix deficit of 400 g.
Oh well, at least they didn’t saddle me with one of the Basse mixes that’s like half candy this time. I can’t eat that shit.
Plus it offends the 70’s health food nut in me to see nice wholesome trail mix turned into junk food to make it more palatable.
Don’t get me started on granola.
Anyhow, I just know I am going to run out of trail mix before the week is over and that is the kind of thing that stresses me out.
I hate running out of things. The idea is to buy more before you run out. That way you never have to deal with the heartbreak of having none left.
So now I feel like I have failed somehow, even though I didn’t do anything wrong. My instincts make me feel like I have let the village down and as a result this winter is going to be a hard one.
I’m a complicated dude, is what I am saying.
So yeah. I guess it was my stomach’s turn to freak out on me.
Actually, it was probably primarily a blood sugar thing that expressed itself, in part, as a highly acid stomach.
Dunno what precipitated a blood sugar meltdown. It’s not like my activity level went up in some radical way.
Then again, I did start playing Kingmaker right after a long and intense session of Assassin’s Creed : Odyssey, and I suppose that in my gimpy world, that would count as an unusual increase in activity.
Normally, I would lay down after a long session of a fairly intense game like Odyssey, but today I decided to push myself a little and see what happens.
Won’t be doing THAT again any time soon.
Plus it’s high time I started eating lunch at 3 pm and not 4 pm.
Or I started eating breakfast at 9 am instead of 8 am.
My point is that eight hours is too long to go without eating even for people who are not diabetic, let alone my No Sugar Added ass.
I am so bad at living.
More after the break.
This joke needs work, but :
I’m thinking of changing my chicken’s feed, she’s getting way too many Trump stories.
Stupid goddamned algorithm!
A fire in the darkness
Remember, if you can’t take the heat…. you’re pretty much fucked.
That’s how I am feeling right now. It’s around 8:30 pm and the sun is setting and it is finally, FINALLY starting to cool off.
But I have felt many varieties of shitty today and the heat’s to blame.
Well, that and airborne pollen. Basically, summer is out to get me.
If money wasn’t so tight, I’d get myself some antihistamines. But the god damned hellspawn shitlicking 5 week month made that impossible.
I can’t even get Felicity a birthday gift and her birthday was 11 days ago.
And besides my lovely brush with hypoglycemic death earlier, I know my IBS is mssing me up to. Right now, I should be eating supper, but my appetite is DOA.
I’ve managed to eat a Mandarin orange (Cantonese oranges are too expensive) and I will try to nibble on some of my White Cheddar Cheez-its in order to keep body and mind together for now.
But mostly I am hoping my midnight snack will compensate for my missed meal.
The White Cheddar Cheez-its are pretty good, by the way. But be warned, this “white cheddar” tastes a lot like Parmesan cheese to me.
This adds fuel to my theory that “white cheddar” is really just white-bread Parmesan.
Think about it.
And yes, I see the irony in skipping a meal on the same day that I had a blood sugar crash. I know that I might be dancing with death on this one.
But he’s light on his feet and really knows how to Charleston.
I won’t get into the whole “it sucks to try to eat when you have no appetite” thing. Whatever. I have more or less given up on that fight.
I know that I could make myself eat if I really, really had to. I’ve done it in the past, and it has saved my ass a few times.
But I already essentially ate two meals for lunch today, so I am sure I will be fine. I only have to make it to midnight anyhow.
I’m sure my body has enough latent calories for that.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.