I can’t. I can’t even BAKE anymore. So I do not do fancy dishes with expensive ingredients that need you to stand for ages. This is a simple sample of South African vegan food. And does it look “boring?”
What I do find boring is my gluten-free, onion free diet. The only thing friend was the stir fry and the chopped vegan protein. Everything else was baked.
The middle two finished everything yesterday so I’m very sure they will today too. (If you don’t recall, I cook enough for two days to reduce the amount of time I spend killing myself.) Sabbath means I add something for dessert or for after lunch so it feels like the special day it is- as you already know!
The power of a pill
Oops. Knock at my door! After I dish out, I go lie down.
And there we go.❤️Cooking is my love gift.
Even our cleaning lady could taste the heart that went into it. The text was on the 7th of November. I don’t recall what I made but I know it was cooked around a mixed veg rice base.
Let’s go back to AS for a bit. I shared on my Yt channel how I don’t become obese. Yet another poor lady has begun Mountjaro because she has become so obese thanks to AS and immobility. Guys, I don’t ever realise how bad I am. I don’t have a partner who tells me T rest etc so it’s only when others say something that I think about it. When I went to go get my re-opened incision sorted, the nurse asked if I was limping because the wound is that painful. She was really worried. No, the wound is only saw if something touches it or if I lie on my side on it. It’s the stupid AS! And it’s when Vi asks me angrily why I’m not resting.😅For the incision and because AS fatigue has stripped me of who I am. I can’t SHOW joy when I’m fighting pain and chronic fatigue. I wake up and the thought of getting into the shower makes me want to cry. It is TIRING to get undressed, get bathing. I finish and just want to lie down and regain some kind of energy. But noooo, I actually have to get DRESSED! And then I REALLY want to lie down and recover. But noooo, I have children to medicate. Can you believe Amarissa is on four medicines in the morning?? Just that first dose is made of four different types of medication in the hopes it stops her harming herself, stops her lashing out, helps her focus and stops her heart beating too fast!
That’s crazy.
But that’s not the pill I was talking about. I’ve had an awful start to the day. Worse than anything I’ve felt in the last two weeks excluding the nerve pain from the lipoma.
I went to take my midday dose of capsules and realised why I felt like I was dying. I forgot my Tramahexal. One round pill came make the difference between, “ Ok, I can pretend I’m ok,” to, “Please stop coming IN AND OUT demanding so much from me! I need to finish your story and edit it so I can REST! Don’t you care that I’m dying right now??”
One tablet. And hopefully now the pain will dissipate even more to its background hum that builds till 4pm.
Here’s to everyone who is having a painless Sabbath.
Actually, I have nothing to say to them. Haha! I’m
Terribly sleepy and fatigued that my eyes are watering from yawning so much. No editing today.
They said I should write a book 