Fasting

Sometimes I fast for 24 hours. I don’t do it to save food – I do it because sometimes it feels good. I still take my medicine and still shoot insulin, just a small amount so that my blood sugar does not go real low.

I said sometimes it feels good. My digestive track normally does not bother me but for some reason it feels good to empty it out. ‘It feels good’ is the best way to describe it.

And the next day I am not starving – it’s like I never quit eating.

I heard once that the less you eat the longer you will live. I am sure I am way behind the less/live longer part – all the seconds and thirds I ate.

Hell we use to have contests at family reunions to see how many ‘servings’ we could have. I could eat half a ham and a whole cake and loved doing it.

Oh well, fasting surely cannot hurt me.