As ships meet at sea—a moment together,
when words of greeting must be spoken,
and then away upon the deep—
so men meet in this world;
and I think we should cross no man's
path without hailing him, and if he needs,
giving him supplies.
—Henry Ward Beecher
Whenever I am going through cancer treatment, I would definitely miss the taste of food. The longer you go with chemotherapy, the less the food is appetizing. Everything seems to taste spoiled, the metal mouth syndrome strong in our mouths. One thing I missed so very much was mashed potatoes with gravy. I would crave them something serious.
Food has a way of being forefront whenever a recurrence happens. In fact, food is very important to me on a daily basis. I enjoy good food as I'm sure it shows. In preparation for treatment, I buy boxes of saltine crackers and ginger tea. These are my "go to's" for nausea. Of course, let's not forget my iced water.
During remission, I am often asked if I can eat certain types of food or not, because of the cancer. For some reason people like to think I am on a restricted diet which is not true. Although, I cannot have certain foods due to my radiation side effects, but otherwise it is all good.
Health-wise, I wish I could refuse certain types of food. My control is horrible, mostly because I don't have any. Someone once said to me that if I really did want to lose weight, I would do so. They are so right! Food has been on my mind, because I swear I gained like nine pounds since the New Year. How? When? Where? Well, I think it has been my night time snacking. My schedule has changed a bit in regards to work, so I am up at night and I get hungry. Add the fact I lack self discipline equals weight gain. So here we are again, back to square one.
Have a blessed day everyone.
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