Day 8. I've now gone longer than I ever have, fasting. I'm feeling more faint, more often. I'm not sure what I dread more tomorrow, playing the drums (with my depleted energy level) or standing and praise singing (knowing that if I stand too long I get a tad faint).
Today was a mostly quiet day. My coworkers ask me if I brought my lunch (because I'm typically the guy that goes and get their lunches for them) and I mention that I brought mine. I don't mention that it's a single vitamin, but oh well.
And of course... everywhere, there's food. Friends on facebook are posting pictures of giant meals they are about to consume. People ask me what I'd like to eat, where I'd like to go, if I'm going to go. I order for my family in the drive-through. Everyone is eating. Everywhere. But not me.
8 days so far. 1/5th over with, 20% done. Each day adds another 2.5%. The easiest 8 days are over with. I'll stay strong until I have to consume soup or something else, for health reasons. Lord, touch Sister M*****. Heal her of cancer, shield her from the effects of chemo, give her strength, give her husband encouragement, grant her willpower, calm her mind, help her heart.
And change me.
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