I’m finally out of the hospital.
I went back to work in less than 12 hours of leaving that place. I think it means I am a workaholic.
My kids are gone with their dad still. Makes me so lonely. At the same time I am avoiding my life on south hill like the plague. It just makes me lonely.
My last week was an eye opener. I pretty much almost died. I haven’t said that out loud to anyone because it’s…difficult to admit that you almost killed yourself because you’re poor, and prideful. lol.
It gave me a good wake up call though. I have been watching what I eat…very very carefully. I don’t know that I’ve ever been this careful. I literally count out every gram of food that I put in my mouth. I actually debated on chewing gum today at work. My week in the hospital was one of the roughest times of my life.
It was throwing up, headaches, dizziness, needles, blood, sugar and constant fatigue. I am sick of myself honestly. So…I’m attempting to turn a new leaf. But, it sucks.
No one I know eats healthy. At all.