it's official. i dump.
i'm a baker. i loooooooove to bake. i haven't really missed it up until last week or so. something about the holidays and everyone bringing in treats at work, etc. i'm very happy to say that i restrained myself and didn't eat any of those treats.. lol
however.
the team i'm working with had to pull a 27 hour shift over the last couple days. [yes, 27 hours straight]. so i decided i would make them cookies. i made one batch of full sugar chocolate chip cookies. i made another batch with splenda. now, these splenda cookies did have "some" sugar, because i didn't use SF chocolate chips. what can i say, i didn't plan ahead.. lol
i make the cookies. but i had leftover chips i needed to get rid of. so, instead of just tossing them, i decide to "top" the cookies with the rest of the chips to make them extra chocolatey. i bring the cookies to work. i don't eat them. i don't eat them. i smell them. but i don't eat them. ugh. i ate one. and i was fine! it took me about an hour to finish the whole thing, but i ate it and didn't get that weirdo feeling i get if i eat somethng with a little sugar in it.
so, there were 4 splenda cookies left by the end of the day.. so i brought them home for Jay. He ate 3, i cracked and ate another one. it was a small one, but it was one of the ones with the extra chips on it. Dumbass here didn't even think about the extra sugar this cookie might have because of those 6 little chips.
within about 10 minutes, i'm stumbling to my room as if i had drank an entire bottle of vodka by myself. i can feel the room spinning, i just want to throw up - but can't, my head keeps nodding off like i'm some heroin junkie, i can feel my heart beating in my throat, in my toes, in my ears, i start sweating and then.... i pass out.
i woke up feeling so awful, i can't even tell you. so, all this time and i've kinda thought i might be a dumper, but never really tried enough to be sure.. well, i did and i will never, ever, ever do that again.
lesson learned.
my pouch rules all. so i better not **** it off.
kristen*
Oh my gosh Kristen!
I'm so glad you are alright now. Although I'm not very far out (5.5 months) I have never tested the realm of possiblities that I too may dump. Your very vivid description has helped to seal my resolve not to push the envelope, or pouch! I'm sorry you had to experience that. After reading all you went through, I can't believe there are still some people who are willing to go through it for a little momentary treat. You must have freaked! I would have been sooooooo scared!
Pam