Day 4: One more day

Not a whole lot new. I'm surprised by my energy levels, that they aren't completely depleted, but my spirits are up. I had so much work that I didn't get a chance to drink more than one (giant) cup of water, usually I drink 3-4 or so. So I don't think that helped.

And not just that, but we ran out of milk... I had only about 1/4th as much as I would normally have for the end of the day, but the small amount that I got was better than nothing. I also went shopping with the family... and I'm surprised with how many items have food on them. A box selling a toaster oven doesn't have just a picture of a toaster on it... it has a giant pizza with melted cheese on it. I think it's purely a mental thing, my brain is searching for food and my eyes are finding it.

I'm still hungry mentally, but my stomach isn't gnawing itself as much. Also added to the complications, I'm coming down with a slight cold of some sort, which is to be expected after my coworker was snotting and coughing all over the place this last week. I'm still feeling chipper, just a tad weak. Not weak to the point of not being able to bowl three games though, not that I know of at least. I'm apprehensive about trying, especially representing our church in the "church challenge" tomorrow at the local bowling alley, but almost everyone canceled anyway, so I don't have to worry about it.

I still can't even imagine me going 40 days... but I can go one more day. As Jesus said, "Give us this day our daily bread", I will take it one more day, at let tomorrow take care of tomorrows concerns.

None of my "sufferings" however, can compare with Sister M*****'s sufferings... I'm doing this for her. Hear my petition, O Lord...