Last night was a great night and a bad night for me. It was my first Valentines with my boyfriend. We've clicked. He makes me happy. He's so supportive of me as a woman no matter what way the scale has gone in the past seven months.
This is happy.
However after I left his work last night, I was driving home and coming to a stop light when there was a head-on collision in the intersection in front of me. A van swerved, nearly missing my car.
I was out and to the crash and did the best that I could to help with my First Aid training. Unfortunately the person who was in the worst shape died while we were there.
After a few hours in the cold and giving my statement, I finally was able to come home. My friends and my bf came over as soon as possible to be with me. I had a sleepless night, a bad morning, but went to work in the afternoon to fill time.
I hadn't been eating much since this happened. But now that it's been about 24 hours, everything is really hitting me hard and I'm turning to food. I've had 2 cups of albeit lean sheppard's pie and a cup and a half of ice cream (I bought the premium stuff two weeks ago and have left it for my bf to eat when I have my frozen yogourt).
It's not for lack of good for me stuff either. There's salad items in the fridge. Frozen Yogourt.
But my system gave me a 5-second delay on the language towards the good stuff and went for the comfort instead. I even shirked going on my nightly walk to stay curled up on the couch or reading through the different forum posts.
I don't want this to last. I want to get on track. I guess I just need help in reassuring that this slip is just today. That when I wake up tomorrow morning that I won't be looking for every sweet and fat ladden thing in my cupboards. A kick in the butt. A reassurance?
Just the okay from someone else that I can take with me.