Hiya Folks!

Today’s post will revolve around food, and not just because I’m having a glass of wine with some blue unsalted corn chips.  It will probably revolve around food IN SPITE of the fact that I’m having a glass of wine!!

Having a glass of wine is a celebration for me.  All through treatment, alcohol was not recommended. Even when I was on the Herceptin for a year after the heavy hitter chemo’s, wine didn’t taste good and I got no buzz.  So it’s just since the end of September that I’ve been able to enjoy it.  Even now, I should check the drug info on the new hormone killer, because I just got a hot flash with my first sips. (I get hot flashes with the hormone killers anyway, but usually not when I ingest something.  Oh—good news with the new drug: I really think that this Femara will not hurt my joints as much as the Arimidex did.  Yay!  Makes living in a two story colonial with a full basement a little easier!)

Food. Yes.  I wanted to let you know how the golden soup —the Butternut Squash/ Sweet Potato Soup turned out.  It was fabulous!  At least I thought that it was.  Lance was of another opinion.  In fact it was humorous just to watch him try to eat it. You would have thought that I was feeding him the fish eye soup from the gulag, or a compote of monkey brain from the Indiana Jones movie!

He eyed it for a long time before picking up the soup spoon.   Then, with spoon in hand, he sighed, then inhaled with great resolve  as though he’d have to kill it before eating it. Once the first spoonful was in his mouth, I thought for sure it was going to come back out again.  But no, he rolled it around and around in his mouth with the most pained expression on his face.  I thought for sure it was going to come back out, but he struggled to keep it down.

Meanwhile I am across the table from him, enjoying the soup immensely,  snarfing it down.

I looked at him as he repeated the procedure for the second spoonful.  It was again as painful.

“Okay, you don’t have to finish it.  There’s deli meat in the fridge,  you can make yourself a sandwich.”

“No, (sigh)…   I’ll finish it.”

I didn’t know it was possible to grit your teeth and eat soup at the same time.

I froze the remaining soup in one serving portions and I will be deleting the recipe from my IPad.  It isn’t  worth the work to make something that only one of us would eat. There’s got to be another recipe out there that I can make for myself that  won’t  take hours.  Or, there’s a squash soup that I can pick up from Great Harvest.

Speaking of food, did you know that your body can only accept 500 mg of calcium at a time?  The rest you eliminate with that morning’s coffee. I had been taking one calcium pill along with the multivitamin for my total calcium for the day. So, now, I need to remember to take the calcium pill later on in the day. Yeah, it’s that remembering thing. I may set the stove timer for mid afternoon, since I forgot yesterday!

Have a good weekend.  Hug those close to you.

Love,

Janet