night's plight

Something about night shift that flips the whole system on its head and with it any sense of orderliness with eating and exercise. Having come off a 12 hour night shift this morning I am feeling the effects of night shift hangover complete with a confused body and mind. I’m not sure exactly what it is about sugar and salty snacks that seem to pass the perils of night shift. I suppose there’s a false sense that they are giving comfort to replace the comfort of sleep. Or perhaps they give the sense that I am avoiding the pain of nightshift by filling it with the perceived pleasure of food or perhaps my concern for health is shot all to hell by the effects of sleep deprivation. Whatever it is I am grateful that my body is hurting – a painful reminder of why I don’t want refined carbs in my body. I wonder how many times this can happen before I actually commit to abstinence from sugar. AA says that when the pain of the habit is greater than the pain of change then change occurs. Tonight the pain of the habit is forefront (literally) in my mind as I suffer one of those frontal, distal, and global headaches that only sugar can elicit. How can the pleasure of something so sweet give birth to the experience of so much suffering? I guess I will add this to my list of questions for God. ‘Til then, I remain a mortal suffering from the effects of the fridge.