Hey- I have those socks!!
Bland, the story of my life lately. I’ve been sick for about three weeks now. Nothing major, but enough so that I have absolutely no sense of taste. And a lack of taste has lead to a complete lack of interest in all things food. I cannot imagine how people go through their entire lives like this. I have an uncle who lost his sense of taste years ago resulting from a head injury in a car accident. He goes primarly by textures now, and the memory of the things he used to like to eat. I don’t understand how life could be worth living like that. I have always had a health appetite, usually too healthy. But now i’m finding myself forcing food down. I never used to mind putting in the effort to cook or grocery shop so that I could have good food. Now, I have zero motivation to do either of those things. If I can’t taste it, why would I want to put a bunch of work into something? And the weirdest part is that most of the foods that I normally rely on regularly….sound nauseating- subway, pork chops, bread of any kind, ugh. The only thing that sounds good are really salty or fatty food- mac and cheese, chicken fingers, french fries, cheese burgers. At this point, I’d be willing to just deal with the excessive calories just so that I could eat something without gagging. However, I have no gallbladder. This seriously limits my grease intake. Actually, it goes beyond limiting it….it almost eliminates it. What’s even worse than spending a bunch of time preparing food that you can’t even taste and have to choke down? Having explosive diarhhea afterwards. Trust me…no fun. So I’m stuck with the blandest of foods these days. I think the only thing getting me through this are coke and coffee. The coke is fantastic because I can taste the ridiculous amount of sugar and the bubbles make my mouth happy. And coffee is working because I’ve started adding sugar free syrup. I know it’s awful stuff, but it makes it so I can taste something. These two beverages are especially important because I can’t stand the thought of drinking water either. So I’m operating on little food, no water, and a pathetic amount of sleep due to a persistent cough that starts as soon as I lay down. Sounds like the perfect combo to fight this cold ; )
A few folks have suggested that I avoid the gym in order to rest more, but I just can’t do it. If I wasn’t working out, I don’t think I would have the motivation to eat any food at all. It’s really the only thing driving me to choke down my lunchtime vittels. And it’s a huge stress reliever, which I need more than ever right now. I know there are a lot of people that have it a lot worse than I do, but I’m definitely having a pity party today. Channeling Kesha…..Blah, Blah, Blah.