All day yesterday on the back burner of my mind was the burden of having to refrain from doing what I do every morning upon waking up. For most people breakfast is an afterthought or for some lunch, but for me I have always rolled out of bed, brewed some coffee and ate a medium small breakfast. I went to bed reminding myself not to do the usual and I woke up this morning just taking my BP meds with plain water and I just sipped down a cup of coffee no sugar no cream just black. I have dreamt in my mind all the sugary carbs to indulge in once my exam is over. It’s been like a ritual where I behave before then go crazy right after. I used to beeline straight to I hop for a stack of pancakes, back in my Metformin days, lol.
I do plan on beelining back home to make a proper cup of coffee and my less deadly stack of pancakes with the accessories, bacon and eggs , my pancakes will be dressed in butter and sprinkle modestly with brown sugar and I won’t have to leave a tip. Right now as I type this I’m okay but I am three hours away from my tests. Funny, as long as I’ve been doing this fasting for blood work once a year, it’s like a new experience each time where I have to train my brain to refrain from eating. No magic pills or high end shots to help me out
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