Today was a hungry day, though. Although the day is approaching when I will once again be able to taste different flavors and have my hunger completely satisfied, November 18 still seems a long way off when my brain is distracted by food. Twenty four more full days.
I have decided, however, that I will finish out my full year by substituting one meal per day with the Numana beginning on the 18th. This will allow me to meet my year-long goal in a modified way that still requires a sacrifice and that continues to bring attention to this cause.
I reported to you earlier that I've been surprised that I haven't had headaches. This has continued and still surprises me. Also along the way, the heartburn went away. I realize now that it's been over a month since I've needed to pop a Tums in my mouth. Interesting.
Yesterday after my haircut, I asked my youngest daughter to take my picture. When I looked at it I was shocked! I feel that I look like I've really aged over the last couple of months. In fact, the lady who drew my blood today told me that she didn't even recognize me. However, she assured me that my skin will adjust to this over time when I quit dropping weight. At some point, it will regain a healthy appearance when I am once again providing a reasonable amount of nutrition and calories.
And I know it's true. This is a temporary and self-imposed inconvenience in my life rather than a life sentence...or, I guess I should say, a death sentence. I have the wonderful advantage of hope for the future.
Can you imagine a life without hope?
Well, organizations like Numana are there to provide hope. You can just see it on the faces of those who receive it.
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