Day 14. Weds.

This morning was another near-miss as far as breakfast goes. We just about managed to wake up, shared the one remaining bowl of rice pudding, drank some water and went back to bed. I’ve been very tired all day though – fasting is very wearing, on the spirit as much as the body. But it feels good to achieve something, a bit like running a race. Just completing it successfully is a reward in itself. And that has been great motivation for me to carry on when I’ve been feeling like Sisyphus rolling a boulder up a mountain forever – anticipating the feeling of satisfaction when fasting time is over.

Right now though, I’m anticipating the chocolate bar my friend brought in for me earlier today, and the promise of real whipped cream as she found some non-sweetened cream in one of the shops last night and it passed the taste test!