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Day 2
I've been using food as a comfort all my life. My brother was born and all the attention went to him....not his fault of course, but I was used to being the diva (first child and grandchild) of our family. So I comforted myself with food.
I would sneak all kinds of stuff to make myself feel better. Unfortunately, my brother was the kind of baby that ate every 2 hours. So my poor mother was exhausted in no time flat. As a matter of fact, she liked to tell the story about when I was in the second grade, she slept through the alarm. I got up, ate some breakfast, put on clothes, sat outside and waited for the big kids to walk by our house so that I could follow them to school.
Of course, she panicked when she did finally awake. She called the school, and they told her that I was class like nothing was wrong. :) Our father wasn't around because he was an over-the-road trucker. So he was only home on weekend most of the time. So my mother was our parents.
Now that I am 48 years old, my mother has passed, and I am dealing with quite a few aches and pains; I want to comfort myself again. There probably isn't enough chocolate in the world to sooth the pain today. My knees and hip hurt....but that's the life of someone with RA. It sucks. I'm fighting the urge to stuff my face with sweets. <sigh>
Boy it didn't take long for me to be crying in my soup!
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2422 kcal
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Líp: 108,88g | Prot: 85,93g | Carbs : 277,47g.
Pequeno Almoço: coffee, american cheese slice, ham, toast, 2 fried eggs. Almoço: margarine, cauliflower, baked potato. Jantar: frozen fries, toast, mayo, american cheese slice, hamburger. Snacks/Outros: peanut butter, dried cherries, Yoplait Greek 100 Yogurt, banana, coffee. mais...
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