Solids

I've made the impulsive decision today to start the Master Cleanse fast. I ate a sandwich yesterday, which technically I shouldn't have, with the wheat and egg and most likely soy in the bread, the soy in the dressing, and the raw alfalfa sprouts, which I felt immediately.
So here I am, it's 5 am, I was planning on doing the healthy thing and going to the gym before work, but being as I slept all of two hours because of the hives, which now cover the left side of my face, my neck, my left arm, and my right leg, I probably won't be showing myself at the gym. On top of this, which this is bad, and I've usually not had this accompaning the hives. My stomach feels as though it's trying to eat its way out of my body. I can't deal well with stomach pain, so I might be exagerating, but in my opinion, this is some of the worst pain anyone can feel.
And here I am, alone, forced to deal with it. The one thing I want, besides the pain to disappear, is to have someone here, awake with me, holding me. But there's serious doubts that that will happen. It's never once happened in my ten years of this severe allergy issue, why would it start now? I used to believe that man was inherently good. Or at least that there was some amount of good in all men. In situations like this, it blows my mind that those closest would choose to ignore it, and allow me to go through this suffering alone. I can say with an honest heart that I would never be so selfish.
But back the real point of this. The fast. Lemons, water, cayenne pepper, and maple syrup. And hopefully the toxins and allergens and all of the stuff that's taken over my body will be shut out and I can go back to living a normal life.
A normal life. That's a statement. I'm not sure I'd even know where to start with that.