…But it almost killed me. Spleesh! Okay, that may be a slight exaggeration. I guess I didn’t die, but it wasn’t pleasant. Goal #30 on my Day Zero Project II list was to take all my protein supplements for one day. I’d never managed it in the six years since having a feeding tube, and I wasn’t totally sure when or how I would accomplish this, but I pushed really hard and I got it done two days ago.
The thing is, shortly after getting the last supplement in (I’m protein deficient and need a lot of protein supplement..) I started feeling like I had needles in my tummy. It was so unpleasant. It was awful. That last supplement just seemed to push me over the edge into needle-land and it was terrible. I was even still uncomfortable the next day (although less-so) and as I type this I’m not feeling as good as I wish I was feeling. So I’m not having any of my protein today at all. I guess the moral of the story is that there’s absolutely no way I could push that hard on a daily basis. Like, absolutely no freaking way. No. And I don’t see that there’s any advantage if it makes me feel this sick either. Better to get a little less than I’m prescribed and then wind up able to do things still than to have to take a sick day from taking the “right” amount.
This goal was a bust. But. Uh, I guess I accomplished it once? >.> Phooey.