I keep thinking I'm trying to accomplish too many things at once of late; I'm trying to learn about plant-based meals and trying to get myself up-to-speed on MS and treatments and associated information. I feel as though my mind is running a different direction every few minutes. I've begun making a list of websites I want to look at, a list of things to do today, a list of medications to research, a list of cookbooks to look at. Then I'll remember something I saw yesterday (or the day before) that I never checked out and wander off in that direction for a while, then finally steer myself back to what I was doing originally...but that brings up other things to learn and investigate and I'm off again. Am I trying to accomplish too much? Am I trying to learn all I need to know, or feel I need to know, too quickly? I don't know. All I know is that I feel scattered and disjointed.
Art returned from his visit with his mother armed with information about 'alternative treatments' from his sister. I love his sister. Like me, she's a powerful advocate for anyone/anything in whom she believes. She's a tireless worker and formidable foe, I'm sure. (I've never been on the 'foe' side and I can assure you I don't want to be.) Surprisingly Art is quite interested in all we are discovering, too. I say surprisingly because he's never been very good about getting involved in his healthcare - he has me for that, right? Nice change to see.
We had dinner with Art's son last night. As my son, Art's son is overweight. Both young men eat fast or convenience foods to the exclusion of all else. I don't think either has tasted a raw vegetable or a piece of fruit in ages. Art made the comment to his son that he seems oblivious to the amount of food he consumes and the quality of that food, i.e., overly processed. We talked about Starbucks beverages; because of the ever so handy app on my beloved iPhone, I showed David the hot choclate he drinks has an obscene 800+ calories! I know, nobody want to have someone tell them how/what to eat, but I'm afraid for our sons. Niether gets any sort of activity and neither realizes they're doomed to die young. Sigh. I need to step off my soap box, right? Ok...stepping down.
As I opened the menu last night the first thing I saw was the filet with cabernet demi-glace. Yum! I was shocked that I would have that thought first. I'm not and never have been a huge beef eater (save for the occasional veal) Is it because I'm consciously avoiding meat that I was so drawn to it last night? I opted instead for the tilapia with a side of roasted squash. (Virtue is my middle name.) Surprisingly, too, Art had a meatless pasta dish. He affirmed he, too, just feels better avoiding meat. Strange to hear, especially from my heretofore carniverous husband.
Best news? I've lost 3, count 'em, three pounds since this whole thing started! Potato soup for dinner tonight (I'm cold and it sounds good) with fresh bread. I need to work now on finding recipes for bread made with whole wheat flour. I know that will change the texture and the complexity of the bread...more research for me. I think I need to add a page to my 'to do' list today.