Man, what a day.

I went off my pills yesterday when Meghan told me the insemination hadn't worked. I forgot that the resulting Crimson Wave is about 5x a normal monthly 'visit'.

Add to that my lack of carbs and man oh man, you probably don't want to get in my path today. Last night, I talked to The Boy at work and he told me he'd made a cheesecake that just needed the cherries added. He counseled me on being so bummed, suggesting that a piece of that sugary goodness might just allow me to recover. What I didn't anticipate was my body's reaction to both a chicken shwarma in a pita and dessert: a rush of carbs like that left my heart pounding. Yeeshk, I'll think twice next time.