How I Spent Valentines Day!

I am not in the best of moods. This morning, for the FIRST TIME IN like 8 months, I ate cereal.I was sitting there, staring at it.... I was looking at the nutrition labels and they noticed, so they took me out of the kitchen and picked a cereal for me.

Lucky Charms.

this was my face...

I was like so pissed. I ate half a banana and had some toast with jam. They told me they rather I'd had peanut butter and I was like "Hell No". But they can't complain because I ate everything.

We had yoga today and I was just not in for that... they're all like "become one with your surroundings..." I just did the pose and was like "Wazzup, God?" and had some time with him. I didn't put up with that 'become one with the room' crap.

Right after yoga was lunch! WOO. HOO.

Caesar salads and garlic bread. Not scary sounding at first.... until they show you the model plate.

THE SALADS WERE BIGGER THAN MY HEAD. Not to mention the pieces of chicken on it and we HAD to have dressing and croutons which I always EXEMPT for obvious reasons. So I ate my salad with a long face. And an even longer face when they said "Try eating some salad, some bread, some salad, some bread...." and I was like "I'd rather eat the salad and stare at the bread and hope it disappears!" I hated the bread. When I chewed it, the butter flowed over my chin and I wanted to throw up. I felt like such a slob.

Then came dessert. It's Valentine's Day, right? They have red velvet cake, with white chocolate shavings and raspberries on top. I was not okay with this. There was soooooo much frosting.

Halfway during eating, one of the dietitians noticed I was upset and asked me to express my feelings....

Oh, I expressed them alright.

Ugh. And then we have snack on top of that like half an hour later. I feel like all I do is eat, sit around, eat, sit, eat, sit.... then I come home and it's dinner time, I eat, can't go anywhere for an hour.... then I have to have a stupid evening snack and tonight I have to have cake. I hate their stupid "Challenge yourself." like wtf, no!

I got no word on going inpatient this week today. Hopefully they call tomorrow. I know I go in either this week or the next.

This is all just a blooooooody mess.