What do you want for supper?
I don't know what do you want?
I'm not sure, just name something?
I'm not that hungry so you pick?
What do you want?
Still don't know, so you pick.
I can eat whatever, so you name the place.
This conversation goes on at our house at least 5 times a week. It drives me nuts! In Steve's defense it is hard for him to pick something because my diet is so limited. I can't go to a restaurant and choose different things - I have specific things at various places. At Jim-n-Nicks a piece of catfish, at Full Moon a plain potato, at Milo's an apple pie and so on.....
I've always loved food - especially the southern classics: fried okra, squash in any form, cornbread...you get the idea. Most of these things, again, are not on my "things I can eat" list. So I have really lost the desire to eat. When the above conversation happens at my house, I could really be okay with a piece of cheese toast or a cup of yogurt. But Steve works hard every day and he needs a substantial meal.
Boy, I sound really negative about this, but I'm okay about it, really I am. But the dreams of California Pizza Kitchen salads are really getting annoying!
Hopefully these days are almost over. I've been on this restricted diet because of one of the chemo drugs I take. Believe me, if I try to cheat it ain't pretty! But I've had the last of that type of treatment. I will start a new one after the wedding.
The side effect with this new treatment is a rash....on your face...that resembles teenage acne...yeah.
So, if one day you see an overweight woman, with acne and a wig in line at Niki's, do NOT get in my way. :-)
Having a PET scan on Friday. We would appreciate your prayers.