Yesterday was just weird. I don’t know what was going on, but my body refused to listen to me. It’s hard to describe.
I went to sleep at about 1130pm Thursday night and didn’t wake up until 4pm yesterday/Friday! I slept for 17 freakin’ hours, that’s just insane. It woke up 3 times for about 15-20 minutes at the most, just enough time to use the bathroom and let my dogs outside. It was so crazy, everyone knows the feeling of trying to wake up and just not being motivated enough to actually get out of bed, but this wasn’t like that. I literally could not make myself stay awake. Here is what my “wake up” experiences were like: I would initially feel like I was starting to become more alert, but then the progress would stop. Then, I would start to get a “high” type of feeling. I couldn’t think straight, and I felt like I was in a haze. The more I tried to fight it in attempt to stay awake, the worse it became. This went on until I finally just passed out.
That happened all three times. On the fourth time, when I finally woke up and stayed up, I still felt like I needed to take a nap, but I was able to fight it. I immediately went to the conclusion that I had somehow been glutened, but after thinking about it more I don’t think I was. When I have been glutened, I get abdominal pain in 30 minutes and bathroom trips in about an hour. Then, I get really sleepy. Usually a two-hour nap then and then a good nights sleep will suffice. When I wake up I have a hangover feeling and no energy, that feeling will last at least two days. This time none of this happened. I had no abdominal pain, no nap right after eating something, and when I finally woke up I had energy and my mental clarity was not diminished. I felt great. So I don’t understand what caused me to sleep like that. I’ve had times before that I couldn’t make myself wake up, but it’s usually only about 11 hours, not 17.
Anyway, the rest of the evening/night was kind of crazy. I had rushed around to get ready for a baby shower at 6:30. No one particularly likes baby showers, I don’t think, but I was so happy when she decided against playing the silly games. So that was good, but I still had to sit there for two hours and watch everyone enjoy the food that I couldn’t have. This wouldn’t have been too bad, but I didn’t have time to eat anything before I went, so I had not eaten anything all day. I was starved. I had looked for something quick and easy before I left the house with no luck. (note to self: find GF snacks to keep around the house.) I left the shower at about 8:30 and went straight to the hospital to see my dad, who had just came out of surgery. Stayed there until about 9:30 and then rushed to a pharmacy to try to get his prescription filled before the pharmacy closed. Then, I went back to give it to my mother. I stayed there a little while longer and finally went home. Once home, (about midnight) I managed to throw together some burgers and fries. Yay, food!
burgers: ground chuck with diced onions mixed in. (I was really in the mood for turkey burgers, but beef was all I had) I put feta cheese, tomato and sautéed mushroom and onions on top and wrapped it up in a big piece of lettuce. I also fried some ore-ida french fries in my deep friar. Something so simple has never tasted so good, I was so hungry. I ate two of my burgers and a small handful of fries. Then, I went back to bed. What a crazy day! Here is my burger: Nothing spectacular, but definitely satisfying.