Day 2 lesson

Since my last post was so well read, I decided that I owed my audience at least a short post (read:Carol) :)

I took all of the supplements this morning and hopped in the shower before my long day of trainings. I almost vomited again, but managed to keep it down. I went on my merry way to trainings despite the fact that I felt like a train had run me over and dragged my body at least a mile.

Foryt-Five minutes into the training I discovered a pain that I have never experienced before forming in my brain. I suppose one would call it a migraine. It proceeded to worsen until lunch time. Since Matt and I live close to downtown I rushed home and quickly ate some nuts before attempting to nap off this raging headache. The detox diet says that tylenol and other pain releivers are bad for the body and should not be taken. In my best attempts not to take a pain-killer, I tried to nap for my lunch hour.

When I awoke, the headache was not only still there, but it seemed to have grown. I broke down and took some advil before returning to the conference room.

As I was sitting there, listening to a leftover hippie from the 60's drone on and on about how there should be nothing negative said about a family structure (even one where the children are abused) I was thinking about my predicament. I feel like crap. I spent nearly $100 of my saved up allowances to purchase things that taste terrible, cause me to throw up, make me feel like I am sick, and that I dred taking. Was that a good choice? Probably not. Can I admit that? Yes, but only after a couple of hours of processing.

I was so excited about this diet and how wonderful I was going to feel afterwards that I would not listen to not only my better judgement, but that of those around me (read: Matt and Ed). Apparently I am very gullible and will buy into anything that tells me that I will feel better, it won't hurt, and it will happen so quickly that it will make you rhead spin. DUH! Why can't I listen to the people that I know have my best interest in mind and want me to be healthy? They tend to be right.

Matt made me feel a lot better this afternoon. I explained to him how I was feeling so badly about myself for one, not being able to complete the diet and two, for wasting all that money. He told me "It's ok. It's all ok as long as you learned from your mistake. It takes a big person to be able to admit that they were wrong. I love you."

Well, here it is:

"I WAS WRONG!"

Note: This post is mostly for my in-laws. Carol: because you appreciate my writing, and Ed: because I am telling you that you were right. However, this does not allow for an "I-told-you-so phone call." I might be able to admit my mistake....but let's not push it too far :)