I ended up fixing all the things I’d thought I wouldn’t and I’m slowing down. I remember when I was at my sister’s house several years ago. Her husband is a doctor and was in private practice for years. He looked at me and told me I needed to have my TSH checked. I told him I was already on Synthroid. He said I might need to have my dosage changed. My sister asked why and he said, “Because she’s puffy and sluggish.” That became a catch phrase for us and I think he may have regretted saying it. It was true, though. That was back in 2001. I was puffy and sluggish and I feel like that might describe me again if I ate, very often, like I did today.
You can see what he meant. This is me on the left and my daughter on the right, obviously, after her graduation from college in June, 2001. Hopefully, she won’t end up like I did.
I did all of my exercises to start the day and had a good breakfast of OJ and a smoothie of three large bananas, two pears, and enough spinach to make it very green. After that, I ate whatever I wanted whenever I wanted it. Not optimal and good combinations were out the window but it was Thanksgiving, right? The day that all logic is dispensed with as far as eating is concerned and we indulge ourselves and end up paying the price.
My listing of food will be as I remember it and not necessarily in the order it was eaten. Let’s see, there was a huge white sapote, three Clementines, a young coconut, three tomatoes with Tajin, a durian pod (YUM!), persimmon pudding (three persimmons peeled and whizzed up in the blender) with a gingersnap Larabar, a potato, peeled and eaten slice by slice with nothing on it, a Carrot Pecan Burger (on the Recipe page), Cranberry Orange Relish (likewise), Mushroom Gravy (ditto), Jicamashed Potatoes (link on the Recipe page), a Campari tomato and I think that’s all. And here are some pictures of Good Eats:
This picture is showing the difference between the cherimoya.com fuyu persimmon and one I got at the Asian market. I haven’t eaten one like the one on the left yet. I may have it for breakfast tomorrow.
Here’s the durian pod right before I put it out of its misery.
My persimmon pudding with the Larabar. It tasted much like pumpkin pie except better.
The infamous Thanksgiving meal. I know there are three Campari tomatoes on the plate but I only ate one. I had two helpings of the “potatoes” and gravy.
I gave Twinkle a “treat” of a can of turkey giblets and gravy. She’s moving slow, too. She hasn’t finished it yet and doesn’t seem to be overly enthused. Maybe she’s becoming a real raw foodist, too.
If I hurry, I’ll only be a half hour past my goal of 10 o’clock. Good night!