During this fast I’ve discovered, once again, the body does not need to have food morning, noon and night. Perhaps it is because I’ve packed on a few extra pounds, I did not experience too many hunger pangs. I did have a few pieces of hard candy when I felt hungry, but no solid foods, and an occasional clear protein drink. This fast is Dr. ordered, but in the future I may just do it by choice, for it reminds me that food can become a habit, just like anything else. The hardest thing was not getting up and cooking breakfast, not because I was hungry but because it was routine and habit. I can tell you my digestive tract has never been so clean.
As one gets older there are tests that ought to be performed. I opted for this not because I was told it was needed, but because Dr. wanted to do it, and I know of a gal who died at the age of 44 because she had never had a one done. I plan on living so I will do this and then forget about it for a decade.
So here’s to life, here’s to living … with purpose and care. No time to waste.