The last time I posted on LiveJournal/InsaneJournal was August 7th, Sunday. Later, at around midnight after I broke fast and continued snacking and drinking water - ever since I was little I've thought of water as the elixir of life and when you're fasting/dehydrated it absolutely is - Matt and I found a scale in their house and I weighed myself. I was a little less than the absolute limit we set up a few years ago when I tried fasting, so I went "Oh, well! I should stop fasting!" Looking back I think I was a little too cavalier, and gave up too easily. Especially after I found an article about a high school American football player in Florida who continues to go to practices in full gear while fasting. It's good for him his coaches watch him for symptoms of heat stroke/heat exhaustion and the practices were moved to 7am in hopes it'd help the player avoid the heat. Though their games are still in the afternoon, I believe. I was talking about it to Matt and mentioned the football player was 265lbs after losing 10lbs after 9 or so days of fasting and Matt said "He must be a linebacker!" I have no idea what a linebacker is or any football positions but I guess they're the ones who attack the opposing players. I know more about European football than American football. So I went back to the apartment and was happy to be able to eat food and drink water whenever I wanted. And eat my ice cream. I celebrated by buying ice cream, yeah. :P I don't remember what I did the days I was back in the apartment, though I think I started feeling like I wanted to be alone... I did visit Matt the following Friday - he picked me up - and we watched two movies that evening with his family/some of them.

( Source Code, Adjustment Bureau, relationships )

( Museum visit, migraine, Paprika movie )

Then the next Sunday we had a brief driving lesson in a smallish high school parking lot. :( We were out at noon or something so that was understandable we couldn't find a more deserted area. I still didn't get on the road, and acceleration was scary... I think I went up to 8mph...

The work week was a little WTF and multiple breakdowns.

Saturday - there was free medical check up, dental (extraction, cleaning, filling) and vision (prescription, pressure check, dilation check, glaucoma, free frames - you get free complete glasses with prescription lenses if you got there early enough) offered by Remote Area Medical. Matt and I got there around 5:45am after waking up at 4am for shower (him) and breakfast and to drive there. Doors open at 5:30am. My number was 503. Apparently they started handing out numbers at 3:30am! I got into the building at 10am. I got into vision at 10:30am and was done around 1:15pm. I waited for dental but within being 20 people of getting in they started turning people away who had already gotten something else done. :-( SO CLOSE! I left around 5pm and got back to Matt's at 6pm. More than 12 hours of waiting - Matt had to leave around 9am because he had to help his brother move furniture - with about 4 hours of sleep. I still haven't slept long and well since Friday night. A lot of the people there were also students. I had both an optometry student and an optometrist inspect my eyes. My vision sucks.

Today I primed for the first time! And swung on a rope. And played Mario Galaxy. We had a full day of eating, too. Sausages, eggs, watermelon, musk melon, chicken cajun-cheese-mayo sandwich, more watermelon, musk, mango, chicken enchilada, lettuce, salsa, watermelon, musk, mango. YUMMY. Oh and there's corn leftovers. ♥

Thanks, too, to people I talked to amidst crises moments, who put aside time to talk to me/call. ♥

So I succeeded at fasting the first two days of Ramadan. Monday was surprising. I was asleep most of the day. I think part of that was still recovering from Saturday. Thankfully I didn't push myself too much. Matt had to wake me up when he got back from work and I basically stayed upstairs until the table needed to be set.

I stayed upstairs because I was so damn tempted to forage in the fridge.

Tuesday, I was not that smart or aware. I didn't check weather.com when I left Matt around 1pm, wearing jeans. I walked about 20 mins to the station, and then waited in the sun for the Metra. Then I had to walk a little more at a transfer point between the Metra station and the cta station. Then because the train was so late, it had to run express so I had to get off 3 stops before my stop because it went to express to a few stops behind mine. >_< Of course this stop wasn't shaded... By the time I got back to the apartment 2 hours later I was pooped and quickly disrobed to my undies and fell asleep. I only woke up when Matt called me, asking if I was still there, and when my alarm set for fasting rang. Yay. I found out the day had a heat advisory, too, which explains how hot I felt, but I thought I was just oversensitive because I couldn't damn drink.

Pasta and ice cream, for the win. There were fantastic thunderstorms last night. I went out on the fire escape and got soaked. I loved it. I wish I could have run through that rain with Matt. "Cavort" was the word I used.

Today is the third day of fasting. I'll drink a little each day because I have pills to take 3 times a day, but I'm taking as little as I can.