Day 22 - My Love/Hate Relationship With The Whole 30

Day 22
AND ALL I WANT TO DO IS CHEAT!!
I want a Basil Lime Martini and I want one now, NOT in 8 days.
I also want a cookie.
And a piece of cheesy garlic bread.
And I still want a 7 layer magic bar.

I was loving the Whole30 but after my 'arm' incident I was thrown a little.  I don't know if it was the drugs, the pain, the not knowing what was going on with it even after an x-ray and a CT, or all of the above.  Put on top of that Hubby is looking to the future - a future that might land us in a NON MILITARY community in another year and my stress level has gone through the ROOF!  In all reality, I"M FREAKING OUT internally (OK, maybe a little externally too).  It may not sound like much, but all of this combined has put me on edge and now I want to eat and drink EVERY.SINGLE.THING.IN.SITE.  Just the thought of my poor babies having to go to a school in a city where all the kids have known each other since Kindergarten...no military influence in the city and they are the newbies -that is too much for this momma to handle.  Girl will be in middle school and let's be honest, we all know how mean middle school girls can be.  If someone is threatened by her, she is out.  If someone doesn't like her shirt, she is out. If someone doesn't like the color of rubber bands on her braces, she is OUT!   I can't bare it - my heart is breaking... I can't even get started on Boys 2 & 3.  Not to mention Boy 1 will not be moving with us when we leave Korea - he will be moving to another city in another state in somewhere land USA.  I'm a mess.   You would think this would be easy, I mean how many times have we moved?  How many times have I been the cheerleader saying things will be fine & rooting our kids on?!  The military doesn't feel so huge to us because at this point in the game (over 20 years in) anywhere we move we know someone or have connections of some sort.  Have I mentioned moving to a civilian community FREAKS ME OUT?! 
Done with rant.
Kind of.
I think anyway, it might pop back up later.

As for my arm:  It is not broken.  Well, maybe a little.  But it has been broken for a while.  WHAT?!?!  I'm not sure if this is good news or bad.  Bottom line, it's complicated.  I have two bone fragments that are floaters or maybe they are connected to a ligament or something.  The pain in my elbow isn't consistent with what the CT shows.  I have to go to PT for now, but if my elbow doesn't get better than I am a candidate for surgery. Again. 3rd time is a charm - right?
Oh, and all that hard work I have done to make my arms look awesome - down.the.drain.

SO....for all those reasons I WANT TO QUIT.
I want to curl up in a ball in the cornner of my house sing "Mary Had a Little Lamb" while twisting my hair (the way my good friend Teri taught me), while eating a cupcake and drinking a bottle of wine. 
Yes.  I said a bottle - I'm not going to lie.
But I'm not going to. (I'm too damn stubborn.)

OK - so back to what this post is all about and how I did.  I held it together. 
Breakfast...you know it.   Eggs on top of greens and stuff.
The smoothie may look a little gross, but it was good.
Bananas
Blueberries
Spinach
Kiwi
Coconut milk

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Lunch:
Chicken Taco Salad with homemade everything.

Dinner:
Stuffed Bell Peppers.
This time they were red.

Wish me luck for Day 23