toward an all-carb diet. I was illin' all day long. We didn't end up going to our friends' house for breakfast because one of them got called into work. It was probably better that we didn't go over there while I was feeling so puky. I was able to stomach a bowl of Kashi cereal (which happens to have 13 grams of protein per serving, so that's good), and a bowl of scrambled eggs w/ a little bit of cheddar cheese in them. Oh man, it was hard to cook and swallow those eggs. That was all until about 7 pm, when DH and I went to a local craft fair to see our pals' grandkids squaredance. Yes, you heard correctly - SQUAREDANCE. (Yeah, people are pretty down-home country 'round these parts) Anyway, there was a booth selling food near the squaredancing stage and they had beans and cornbread. I was getting over my nausea, as I usually do in the evenings, so a big bowl of home-cooked nourishment sounded mighty fine to me. I also had a piece of peanutbutter cake from the same booth.

We went to our pals' house after the squaredancing was over and the lady of the house made us French toast and sausage. She also made a giant chocolate chip cookie with cream cheese frosting and fruit on top. I refrained from the sausage, but did eat 3 pieces of french toast w/ syrup (and it wasn't natural maple syrup - it was maple flavored syrup-like product) and a couple bites of the cookie concoction. Oh, and I had a tall glass of 2% milk as well.

My midwife would not have been pleased had she been around today to witness my slow decline into the pits of junk-food. I don't feel good about what I ate, but lately bready/cakey/cerealy items are the only things I can eat without a strong gag reflex taking over as my stomach turns and my mouth gets watery. The thought of chicken in any form sickens me at the moment. Beef almost sounds as repulsive, but I could probably handle it pot roast form w/ potatoes and carrots.

I may have to live on beans and cereal for a while until my tummy calms down. I know it wouldn't be a very rounded diet, but at least it would be healthier than eating cake and french toast in the evenings when I'm not so nauseous.

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