The aftermath

Turns out the first day after the fast is worse than any day during. Who would have guessed? My energy level were at an all time low and I just couldn't seem to drink enough orange juice to get sufficient calories. All day was O.J. only. I barely had enough energy to go to small group at Gord and Bec's house. I pretty much sat there with my head in my hands trying to conserve my strength.

Today was day two post fast and it was better but still low in the energy levels. All day I looked forward to supper where I could eat solids for the first time in nearly 10 days. At lunch I put the ingredients together for the veggie soup I was going to eat after work. Dar bought me some organic vegetable broth and rye wafers to go with it (she's awesome!). I had one bowl of soup and 4 wafers at 6pm and man was it good! Dar tasted it and wondered why I liked it so much. To her it was very bland. I think my sense of taste has been heightened along with my sense of smell. My stomach handled it like a trooper! Then at around 7:30pm I had another bowl and 4 more crackers. At that point my stomach said "enough and too much". There was some discomfort and a feeling of being too full. No serious side effects yet but the full feeling is sticking around. Sure is nice to chew on something again.