4 days

6/12

Have been lying awake most of the night, but  ”woke up” around  7a.m. Just waiting on the clock to hit 8 a.m. That’s when I get my medicine, cucumber, tomato and coffee.

Everything with customs department are solved, I don’t get it, so creepy.

Went out on the town with S to buy tofu, we’re going to make a vegan “smörgåstårta”, (sandwich cake?) for 6-7 vegan persons at a funeral dinner.

If someone wants the recipe, just ask. Real simple!

This night was the first night in a long time ( a week maybe) I were about to go to sleep and wake up with S. And I did, for 3 mornings/nights. Fantastic. But I had so much anxiety, but I didn’t crave. Good job!

7/12

2 bananas and coffee, time:  11.45 a.m.  Stod up on a scale, 55 kilos. Last time the scale showed 57. That’s minus 2kg in a week.

Our sandwich cake were a hit at the funeral, even non vegans (meat people) liked it. Liquid smoke is the shit and tofu egg mix with lemon, dill, chives and other herbs and hummus.

9/12

Were about to be back from furlough around 8p.m. but came back around 1a.m.  so there were no lunch for me. It’s expensive, and wasn’t ordered. I have special diet, Vegan minus gluten, sugar, yeast and soy. This night ended up with massive anxiety and craving, because I left the clinic and walked home, and craved on butter covered rice cakes with salt and cucumbers. So so so stupid of me.

Over all, it was nice to come back to the clinic after a hectic weekend.

10/12

Breakfast at 8. 6 rice cakes with avocado, tomato and cucumber and many cups of coffee. Now I’m home until 12.30, then I have to go back to the clininc to eat. Lunch is served at 12.30.

So for now, good day!