Farewell, Dear 1,3,7-trimethylxanthine

Mmmm coffee (Flickr Creative Commons)

Mmmm coffee (Flickr Creative Commons)

Wha…? You knew I was referring to caffeine, right?

Because if you followed any of the links that¬†put out with this current post title, you probably rate at least “somewhat dorky” on the geek-o-meter, which means I am now in good company. ūüėõ

What I am not, regrettably, is in any¬†control when it comes to¬†my caffeine assumption.¬† It’s a state I’m heartily sick of.¬†¬†

I’m tired of planning my¬†driving routes around¬†Tim Horton’s locations.¬†¬†¬†I’m¬†sick of wondering if my headache/crankiness/witch status is the result of stress or¬†personality flaws — in which case I’m pretty much doomed — or whether it merely has its basis in¬†chemical withdrawal.¬† And lastly, I’m just fed up of being permanently disappointed¬†in¬†myself.¬†¬† Can any of you relate?¬†

Coffee Cup Pinhole Lens (Flickr CC)

Coffee Cup Pinhole Lens (Flickr CC)

You see, I know better, Dear Reader. I have quit caffeine before, several times.  In fact it was only a few months ago that I was pure as the driven snow, at least when it came to stimulant intake.  

I was proud.  I had Great Plans to serve as a healthy role model for my children and to avoid the heart palpitations that otherwise plague me.

But you know how it goes: first there’s the one cup of coffee at the take-out for safety reasons, just to get through a long drive.¬† Then it’s a single can of Diet Dr. Pepper for a special treat…

Anyway, this isn’t helping. I’m babbling (more than usual) and only making this even harder than it has to be.¬† ¬†I mean it’s not like I’m going to Afghanistan or anything!

So, if I may, a plea for leniency: If I should lose my mind and actually post something in the next 48 hours, and if you’re getting tweets or status updates that say things like “bhslurph”, just look the other way.¬† Really.¬†

And thanks.  

Now, I’m off to have a shower with my special soap, put on a cozy sweatshirt, and curl into a fetal position.

See you on the other side of my migraine.

Storm in the Coffee Cup (Flickr CC)

Storm in the Coffee Cup (Flickr CC)

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6 thoughts on “Farewell, Dear 1,3,7-trimethylxanthine

  1. You can do it!

    Way back when I was nursing, everyone told me I should avoid chocolate, my main source of caffeine–bad for the baby, right? But I remember sneaking into the pantry and scooping out a teaspoonful of Nestle Quick. Couldn’t even wait to stir it into a glass of milk. Oh, the guilt as I sucked down the sugary powder! Yet we survived.

    Go, Jan!

  2. Thanks, MJ. Yes, the human body is a truly amazing work of art. We subject it to so much abuse, and yet it’s mostly resilient.

    I just want to do a better job of taking care of mine.

  3. I’ve been thinking about you. I know this pain well. It sucks and not even bad TV makes it go away faster. I thought, at the height of the rebound headaches I was getting that they should have a detox program for stuff like this. Just put you in a nice cool, dark room and slip and slip food under the door. Maybe pipe in audio books in soothing voices. None of this DIY crap:) j/k
    take care and see you soon

  4. Thanks, Stephanie. I’m surprised how long it’s taking to get over it this time. Just goes to show how truly hooked I was.

    I like the dark room idea. A lot. Now if only DH and kids could be persuaded.

  5. Not that you need to go back to the ‘dark side’ but I just saw a faux retro tea towel that said ‘Caffeine: it’s not a drug It’s a vitamin”

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