Do any of you ever get so hungry that you not only don't feel hungry any more, the thought of eating makes you sick to your stomach? Or is it just me?

Bad morning for me. I woke up in a very good mood, so I was vastly puzzled by my increasing crankiness, moodiness, and, worst of them all, neediness. I was bursting into tears at my desk at work, raging at nothing in particular, sending deeply embarrassing emails ranting about . . . stuff. It wasn't until I went into the warehouse to do some receiving and Richard (the shipping boy, who isn't really a boy at all, it's just a nickname) mentioned lunch that I realized I hadn't had anything other than a yogurt, a cup of coffee and a coke today.

I have now eaten. I ate fish, too, just to be sure I got a protein rush. I feel so much better now. Still a little fragile, but it's a leftover sort of fragile. I no longer think I will cry all weekend long :-)

My apologies and thanks to those of you I emailed this morning. Thanks for listening, and for reassuring me. You're good friends.