I hate to mix work with blog, but I’ll make an exception here because my email indicates if you were watching TV last night Darren mentioned I had not been feeling well and had gone home. He then proceeded to read the forecast.
I don’t ever remember leaving work minutes before the broadcast. I was in no shape to be on-the-air and am grateful to our assignment editor Michael Crowley who drove me home.
I’m a lot better now. I’ve called in sick (and canceled my eye appointment) for today but should hopefully be back tomorrow.
Pretty weak when I got home, Helaine suggested some orange juice. She brought a tall glass up to the bedroom… with a straw. I sipped.
I drink OJ from time-to-time but seldom in this quantity. All I could think of was how sweet it was. I mumbled to Helaine how it was “sweeter than sugar.”
It was then I realized, there’s not much sugary I eat at all! It’s a product of our modern society and my fear of weight gain. Any time I need something sweet Splenda is my choice. Last night taught me how far from sugar Splenda really is.
The sweet orange juice tasted good. Whether it provided the spark of energy that was really needed at that moment is debatable, though I vote yes. I do know sweet tastes good. It didn’t take long for that to sink in!
My two goals for today are to feel better and get my old metabolism back–the one that gladly tolerated sugar without any outward signs. Good luck with that.