Vast improvement – yesterday was the last day I got out of bed only to sit and recover from getting out of bed (yes it was that bad) I’m now playing it super-safe and will no doubt get healthier as a result – I’ve gone back a century or more on diet – Yep, that’s it, food-wise, I’m following my great-grandmother’s ways – if I have to chop it, wash it or peel it, it’s probably okay – all packets, all instant and all food additives are OUT, as are breads and other starches.
It was a massive blow-out on tolerance and I still don’t fully understand it. I identified the initial culprits, suffered for an entire week wheezing and hacking, then had one bowl of one-pan dinner (which didn’t have those additives) and that threw me back under the bus. I’ve been tiptoeing ever since, surviving on water, a single coffee, a piece of capsicum or cheese and decongestant. That’s it. Even the wine is gone. 😦
I suspect a lot of it was maize starch and wheat, which was also in all of those foods, although I can usually enjoy a few helpings before it all slows me down and give me warning to stop (headaches, weight-gain and lack of energy also).
The holidays are over by nearly a week. Did I get to the Mountains? No, but there is always the Easter break and we plan to go then. We’re looking at over 16 hours driving in one day, so I cannot just be a passenger. It will be a long haul for both of us.
Anyhoo, I’m back at my desk – mostly – and should be able to keep up the chat. It might be a while longer before I catch up with everybody, however, which I’m sure you understand.
On the work-front, while indisposed, I actually sorted a few plot problems out and even organized book 5 (vital, though it doesn’t seem important now, while I’m still working on book three – more on that later), so some good has come from this, although all of that sorting has to be worked out in words and on pages. At least I can remember how to type.
A big THANK YOU to everyone who wished me well and for your wonderful comments of inspiration. It helped. It’s nice to know that you get a little something out of my warblings.
That’s it for now. There may be gaps ahead, but I hope not.