It's hot outside; inside, too. The summer heat does funny things to the appetite. Inadequately recognized thirst results in reaching for sugary things to boost energy; and other than that, appetite often becomes diminished as the heat saps all the strength from one's body.
I am two days past a medical emergency, too, and so my body is still sloshing with the IV fluids, my brain buzzing with the slow come-down of powerful painkillers and of neurological disturbances. Once the pain of a severely disabling migraine passes, the senses take a while to come back. Speech and words lag a bit; things taste a little funny.
The road to changing my diet resulted in self-neglect; ruling out foods, avoiding others, the alluring cycle of non-consumption. A dangerous road for me.
Later today (it being early Monday morning, now that I think of it) I'll be off to the grocery store to gather some ingredients and spend a happy hour or two making a meal. It's been over a month, I think, since I actually cooked a full meal for myself as I used to, and I'm excited. Comforting foods. Things to soothe a broken heart. Things to quell fear, foods to appreciate after a weekend of nausea.
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