My mom once gold me that as a small child I refused to eat vegetables. If I remember the story correctly this was during the time my parents were first introducing me to solid foods. She swore I had vegetable radar and would not consume anything like carrots or peas. Of course she tried the baby food and said she wouldn’t even eat it. Somehow even after that she still decided to try and see if I’d eat the stuff!😐
evidently this was a short-lived aversion on my part. Except peas, Lima beans, chickpeas, sprouts and potatoes. Yeah I don’t know, I eat potatoes now but they aren’t my favorite. Chickpeas are okay if prepared in a way that I enjoy. I can pass on the peas even today unless they are fresh out of the garden and uncooked. So yes I may still be a bit picky about my veggies.
There are some vegetables that I adore, but am not supposed to eat because of lupus. These just happen to be tomatoes and eggplant or aubergines which still find a way into my weekly meals. I know, they really need to be monitored more closely because they may be why my flare continues despite medications. But when I hear someone tell me to eat my veggies, those are the veggies I reach for! So I’ve asked friends and loved ones to help me monitor and avoid those veggies or at the very least seriously reduce the intake.
Today I’ve been dreaming about food. Well dreaming is probably the wrong word, lusting is probably more accurate. I have been lusting after food today. No don’t misunderstand dear friends, I love good food and I love sharing it with people I enjoy so it’s not unusual for me to think about food. I’ve been known to plan whole menus as a means of pleasantly passing time and I’ve no shame in this either.
However today I’ve been running on the see food, think food, desire food sort of cycle. I blame my medications partially for this shift in my food relationship. I also blame people sharing delicious ideas and placed with me all in a very short period of time. This sharing lead me to feel like I need to try it all, right now. Not that I’m complaining about people sharing these things with me; whether we break bread together or separately but shared experiences I think is a wonderful thing indeed.
The thing is, though, between my medication, my lupus flare and the insane hamster on the wheel that is my brain, I fee exhausted just trying to figure out what to do and try and when. And of course this makes my health teeter totter a bit more. Again I am not complaining for I am blessed, truly blessed to have wonderful people to share food with and more importantly to not having to worry about where the next meal comes from. I just need to tame the lusting of said food into something more manageable so food isn’t falling off my plate!