Day 9... I love living raw foods and this is now my lifestyle.
Well, the first ten day program completes tomorrow. So my first group of friends are shipping out tomorrow. I will be staying on with my friends Glenda and Adrianne. Glenda is 79 years old and you'd think she was sixty. She's a beautiful black woman with salt and pepper hair, mostly pepper and she glows. She plays the piano and her smile could light up a room. She will stay on for the month like me. Adrianne JUST got here last night. She's very fiery and spunky. I like her alot. I think we might become good friends. Then there is me. I am in detox war. I'm in "enema's up the wazoo" hell. Mornings are most difficult for me. First of all I don't sleep well and I need to find a way to sleep. I'm drained and tired and cranky. It also does not help my body to repair itself at night. My blood sugar was 130 this morning upon waking and although this is low and good, I'm not out of the woods yet. Bobby seems to think that once I sle