I could sell this stuff and make a mint. Either that or become the poster child for B12. Just like the father in "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" who believed Windex was the remedy for every ailment, B12 is the new Windex.Although my house looks like a meth lab and Brett has a career in nursing shooting me up with B12 injections, I feel like a new woman.
After blood work that proved that I was deficient in B12 and I persuaded my doc and Brett to give me the injections, my life has shifted.
One of the plus' (which are numerous) has been the ability to sleep a full 7-8 hours and wake up without an alarm. Before B12 when 3:00 in the afternoon ticked on, I was tempted to crawl under my desk at work and take a nap on the hairy dog bed with Delsie. After B12, 3:00 signifies 2 more hours at work. It's amazing.
Last night I think my chocolate obsession and B12 were at odds with each other as I read 2 short stories by Rick Bass at 3 in the morning.
My bad. I can live without chocolate. B12 is here to stay.
2 comments:
Very interesting. I'm glad you are feeling so much better. Maybe I should try it for that 3pm lull...although mine is more a 2pm-4pm lull.
T
Does it have to be "shot up"? Yikes.
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