It’s been a bit of a tough week. Exhaustion barged into my home (uninvited), snatched my original body and took over my existence. That little f*****!!
My Vagus Nerve probably invited him in so they could party together at my expense and make me totally useless.
In addition, I am STARVING!! The gluten-free experiment is going very well and I have cut back on carbs as well. I notice a difference in my tummy (it’s a bit flatter, cuz I’m starving) but have yet to notice a difference with regards to my RA.
I eat a lot of veggies and healthy foods. But, did I tell you I am starving?
Take a look at some of the great dishes I have been making:
This is an abundance of food is it not? Healthy, robust, filling.
But damn would I kill for a juicy cheeseburger with bun and all with some greasy fries!
Or how about a creamy carbonara with lots of yummy REAL pasta, alfredo sauce, tons of bacon and oodles of bread.
One bread, two breads, three breads, four breads, five breads….instead of counting sheep at nights, I count bread!
As exhausted as I was yesterday, I dragged my useless body to Whole Foods to get prepared food to feed my family. I usually don’t shop there since $ does not grow on organic trees, but decided they had the best prepared food selection.
This is when I knew once again, I was not right, in the mind.
I happily daydreamed, as I pushed my little cart, of being trapped inside of Whole Foods, locked in with no way out and with permission to eat anything my starving stomach desired!
I went section by section, in my mind, of what I would eat. First, I would get in my cart and wheel myself over to the alcohol aisle. Have myself a wine, cheese and seafood
gorging tasting. Skip the entire veggies and fruit section completely – who needs those?
Then, I would wheel myself back to the prepared food section. I would start off with their homemade pizza, then their soups with all the bread in the store.
Soon, I would stumble over to the deli and have a bite of each and every $25.99 per pound meat, and every ridiculously delicious looking platter, one by one.
To my left, I would try everything from the hot food bar (even the stuff I could not identify), then hit the cold salad bar and eat even the tofu!
After burping a few times, I would crawl over to the bakery to inhale all of the amazing baked chocolatey non gluten-free desserts, ice cream, donuts, and croissants.
Consequently, being in a food induced coma as well as in my debilitating exhaustive state, I would grab a $100 yoga mat and blanket, shut off all the lights in the store and hibernate, for months.
I awoke from my daydream to find myself at the register, paying $200 for yuca & seaweed salad. Drove home somehow, ate said foods and crawled into bed.
On Saturday, we leave for a week-long vacation by the shore. It’s going to be tough to stay strong and go entirely gluten-free, but I will
cheat do the best I can.
I cannot promise, however, that I will not eat pounds upon pounds of fried clams and lobster rolls!