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(Not) Cooking with... who?
Sep. 22nd, 2010 01:10 pmIt's been a while since I did a Cooking with Eowyn post. Which, since I am no longer using Eowyn as a username, I suppose needs a catchy new title now. I dunno, what do you think? Should I go with Cooking with Nex? (Though I've somewhat sanitized this version of the blog, I'm still not particularly comfortable plastering my real name all over it.) Or something else? I am open to suggestions.
The reason I haven't been posting much is because I haven't been cooking much. It's been a while since I tried a new recipe, even though I just got a new cookbook on cooking for Crohn's and colitis (it was free! I signed up for something Crohn's related and they sent it to me). I just don't have the energy this semester to do... anything, really. I don't even have motivation or patience to put up with my bullshit classes, and when I get home from work or school, I'm just completely exhausted. Except it's the kind of exhausted where my body aches, and my brain is fried, but I'm not actually sleepy. In fact, I've been having a really hard time falling asleep, which means I haven't been getting more than 4-5 hours a night. I don't function properly on less than 6; I do much better with 8. So, I don't know. I need to get excited about cooking again, otherwise I will start eating nothing but microwavable crap. I just don't know what to do to get excited about anything these days.
I do have a food-related story to talk about, I guess. My mother has this annoying habit of policing my food. When I was a teenager, it was more of a dieting issue ("Are you sure you want seconds?" or "Why don't you eat [healthy food] instead of [whatever I felt like eating at the time]?") but now that I have a *gasp* medical condition, it's all about the "bad foods." Just the other night, I told her I'd made beef with broccoli stir-fry for dinner, and she replied, horrified, "BROCCOLI? Isn't broccoli baaaaad?" To which I responded wearily, since this is not the first time we've had this conversation, "Well, yeah, but it's a green vegetable. That I like. And there aren't many of those."
Buffy fandom sidebar: I am aware of current events. Please to be noting I am talking about literal broccoli. Don't start.
Now, let's get something straight. Crohn's is not a food allergy. Nothing I eat is going to kill me. Nothing I eat is going to cause permanent damage, so there is really no reason to beat myself up over my dietary choices. Or so says my therapist, anyway. :) I'm supposed to just accept that it happened, I can't change it, and move on.
Depending on the particular food, how much of it I eat, and my general state of health, it can cause mild to moderate (now that I'm on meds, it's rarely severe anymore) discomfort, along with the usual symptoms (use your imagination, I won't gross you out). Whether or not I eat broccoli (or red meat, or strawberries, or any of the other things I like that generally cause problems) is entirely a factor of how much I want it vs. how much discomfort I am willing to put up with. These are choices I am capable of making. On my own.
(On the other hand, I was tired after class last night, I got home late, and even though I never eat fast food anymore, I went to McDonalds instead of eating actual food. Predictably, my digestive system launched a full-scale revolt. Don't tell Mom, okay?)
The reason I haven't been posting much is because I haven't been cooking much. It's been a while since I tried a new recipe, even though I just got a new cookbook on cooking for Crohn's and colitis (it was free! I signed up for something Crohn's related and they sent it to me). I just don't have the energy this semester to do... anything, really. I don't even have motivation or patience to put up with my bullshit classes, and when I get home from work or school, I'm just completely exhausted. Except it's the kind of exhausted where my body aches, and my brain is fried, but I'm not actually sleepy. In fact, I've been having a really hard time falling asleep, which means I haven't been getting more than 4-5 hours a night. I don't function properly on less than 6; I do much better with 8. So, I don't know. I need to get excited about cooking again, otherwise I will start eating nothing but microwavable crap. I just don't know what to do to get excited about anything these days.
I do have a food-related story to talk about, I guess. My mother has this annoying habit of policing my food. When I was a teenager, it was more of a dieting issue ("Are you sure you want seconds?" or "Why don't you eat [healthy food] instead of [whatever I felt like eating at the time]?") but now that I have a *gasp* medical condition, it's all about the "bad foods." Just the other night, I told her I'd made beef with broccoli stir-fry for dinner, and she replied, horrified, "BROCCOLI? Isn't broccoli baaaaad?" To which I responded wearily, since this is not the first time we've had this conversation, "Well, yeah, but it's a green vegetable. That I like. And there aren't many of those."
Buffy fandom sidebar: I am aware of current events. Please to be noting I am talking about literal broccoli. Don't start.
Now, let's get something straight. Crohn's is not a food allergy. Nothing I eat is going to kill me. Nothing I eat is going to cause permanent damage, so there is really no reason to beat myself up over my dietary choices. Or so says my therapist, anyway. :) I'm supposed to just accept that it happened, I can't change it, and move on.
Depending on the particular food, how much of it I eat, and my general state of health, it can cause mild to moderate (now that I'm on meds, it's rarely severe anymore) discomfort, along with the usual symptoms (use your imagination, I won't gross you out). Whether or not I eat broccoli (or red meat, or strawberries, or any of the other things I like that generally cause problems) is entirely a factor of how much I want it vs. how much discomfort I am willing to put up with. These are choices I am capable of making. On my own.
(On the other hand, I was tired after class last night, I got home late, and even though I never eat fast food anymore, I went to McDonalds instead of eating actual food. Predictably, my digestive system launched a full-scale revolt. Don't tell Mom, okay?)
