I'm feeling nauseated and I have heart burn.  I didn't really have breakfast this morning, I had a few baby carrots and nuts and then waited until lunch to fry some rice and potatoes in olive oil. I ate a big bowl of that, a few more baby carrots and a tomato.

The first few bites were great, but after that, my body started getting agitated with all the carbs and lack of adequate fresh fruits and vegetables of which I typically eat lots.

During rehearsal yesterday, I took a nap over our fifteen minute break and when I woke up to start rehearsal, I stood up and immediately fell over.  My foot wasn't really asleep, but it wasn't cooperating.  I fell hard down a stair, all my weight landing on one knee, still sore today.  My little finger is sore too.  I am fairly certain I've fractured it.  I can't say 100% that the fall is connected with the diet so far, but it's never happened before and I have been feeling a little bit dizzy.

Food and health are so obviously connected it should be criminal to deny someone the most basic rights of adequate fresh healthy food not loaded with sugar and starch and fillers like wheat and corn and soy that have led to so many allergies.

When I got home to make something for dinner, most of my fresh supplies already used up, I decided to make something with the chickpeas I had been soaking for a number of hours.  I boiled them for a while and then blended them with olive oil, salt, one clove of garlic and water.  I ate it with a quarter section of my last tomato.

The first few bites were great and then I started feeling nauseated. I love hummus and can eat a lot of it, but I think the tahini helps with the digestion or something and I didn't get any of that in my food hamper.  I have some in the fridge, but resisted using any.

Looking in the fridge, I have a lot of food in there now.  Papaya, watermelon, chocolate, brussel sprouts, broccoli and more.  But, for now, I can't touch any of it.  It made me think of my hamper food and the fridge as metaphorically representing our society.

I have so much near me that I cannot access and have to struggle with the little I have to survive.  Similarly, those struggling on social assistance see everywhere around them a society like my fridge, full and overflowing with abundance, but they cannot access any of it.  Not the clothes, not the lifestyles and not even the basic food.

It's gotta change.  This is absurd.