Today has been a mixed bag. Ended up throwing up in the middle of the day, even though nothing in particular that I ate was super upsetting. I think it was just too many foods that are slightly too much for me all at once because the individual meals are all things I've had before. I think I have to accept that for the foreseeable future, I really shouldn't be eating cheese in basically any quantity, and that my body can't handle rice, even if it's in a soup. Really, though, there aren't clear answers beyond "when I am very strict about what goes into my body, I feel better," which is frustrating but at least there is some biological guidance, there.
My mom was over today to help me pack, but because after I get like this I get really shaky and weak for like 3-5 hours, I was far more useless than I should have been. It feels bad leaning on my mom, who is like seventy, to do physical labor, but she did the bending for me, and we worked together on the heavy stuff, and got 75% of my cooking/baking supplies, all my video games, and 75% of my remaining books packed.
Work this upcoming week is going to be a relief, because I don't have to cover for anyone for the first time in like a month. I'm relieved about that, but also kind of happy it happened, because my boss has clearly been impressed by how I've been handling things, and it seems like I'm going to avoid getting a not-so-great evaluation, which would just be demoralizing.
Just gotta keep at it, I guess.
