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Sum It Up Sunday - That's Sick!

Every year, around the same time, I come down with this awful bronchial/sinus nonsense that has me up all night coughing. It lasts for over a week and knocks me around every single time.

It’s not a prop. I will eat that orange. At some point. Though I’m not hungry for it, dammit.

It’s not a prop. I will eat that orange. At some point. Though I’m not hungry for it, dammit.

This year I got a flu shot, in hopes of keeping it at bay (and for those of you who want to judge my choice there, my body, my choice, so shhhhh). It didn’t help.

In years past I’ve gone to the doctor and they tell me the same thing. Plenty of rest. Lot’s of liquids. Cough Suppressant. Maybe someday I’ll figure out what will work to kick back at it, but that ain’t this year, for sure.

The absolute worst part of all this is that I’m not hungry. There are some of us who will say, “Yeah, you’ll lose weight!” Think about how sick that it to tell someone being sick is, well, good for your weight?! Seriously?

Ultimately what bothers me the most about this lack of appetite is that food is, literally, my life. I write about food, I travel for food, I talk on the podcast about how food connects us all. And right now I’m not hungry.

Every day, when I’m healthy (well, healthy-ish; I mean, I’m working on it!) I know when I’ll have breakfast and what it will be. (Hello oatmeal, banana, flax seed, peanut powder, a cup of tea and glass of barley tea). I almost always know where I will be for lunch and what I will be eating. I know what I will be snacking on and what dinner will entail.

I may even know this the day before. That is how my mind/stomach work. My stomach rules my life. So when it is “turned off” I’m lost.

I never understood the folks who “forget” to eat . What? How? Why? The only thing I ever forget is that I don’t need to eat two pieces of cake. And even then, I know I don’t need them, but damn I do want them.

It’s the only thing I could think of to eat. I don’t know why. Comfort maybe?

It’s the only thing I could think of to eat. I don’t know why. Comfort maybe?

Right now I don’t want anything. I know I need food because I need the energy to fight this mofo. Nothing looks good. Which means I’m often eating things that aren’t giving me any true nutrients, only comfort. Like vegan chili mac. The whole box of vegan mac with most of the can of veg chili.

Four pounds down and I’m knocked on my ass. I dream of the day when I’ll sleep through the night, not sitting up coughing my lungs up. When I don’t crave a nose that isn’t running or raw from blowing, and instead crave a bowl of noodles and greens or rice and beans.

I remember you noodles and greens! We will meet again soon.