I’m still going Paleo strong! I had forgotten how easy it really is to change to this lifestyle. I know I’ll face temptations, but those temptations are not healthy for me. I’m not “normal”. I have a rare disease and if I want to keep the beast in the cage I have to feed my body healthy food and keep away from sugars, gluten and crappy grains.
Day 3 of recommitting my life (and mom’s) to Paleo. I rocked it! I made my own version of PF Chang’s spicy chicken! I don’t have measurements, but here’s what I did (measurements are NOT exact):
2 lbs boneless, skinless chicken thighs
1 cup unsweetened pineapple juice
2 tbs hot garlic sauce or siraccha (I like it hot. Use 1tbs first and see if you want more heat)
2 cloves crushed garlic
2 green onions chopped up
1-2 tbs soy vey (it’s a terriyaki mix) only sugary thing I used to give the spice a little sweetness
I cut the chicken into chunks and saute it 1 tsp sesame oil. While it’s browning I put the garlic and sliced onions in a pot and saute them for a minute with a tiny pinch of sesame oil. Then I add pineapple juice (I’ve used real pineapple mixed in a vitamix before…amazing!), garlic sauce, soy vey, Oh and chinese 5 spice. I let that come to a boil and then add it to the now browned chicken. I cook that in a low simmer for about 15 minutes. Then add a little cold water/arrowroot mix to thicken it. Voila! It’s finished! I don’t eat rice, but you could certainly eat this on top of rice, pasta, spinach…whatever floats your boat 😉 We had it with our big honkin’ salad. Mom loved it. This is day 1 of her going Paleo. I don’t know if she’ll make it LOL.
Secondly, I injected chemo tonight (methotrexate for vasculitis). I hate this stuff. I’ve been on it 9 years. I’m so over it. Tomorrow will be met with a bad headache, severe fatigue and an over all achy feeling. Tomorrow is a bed rest day I’m sure. Oh well, it could be worse!
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So I’ve been pretty damn depressed for several months. Having an incurable illness and being on crappy medications sucks. Then add in not being able to work at the profession you planned for for years is just the icing on the cake. I also gained a ton of weight from being sick and prednisone. Ugh…I’m not married, no children and no prospects on the horizon. Fun times, huh?
But lately I’ve been S L O W L Y losing weight going low carb and I’ve been going to the community gym 3 to 4 times a week. I usually burn 425 to 550 calories each time. I actually like going to the gym, but late at night–around 10pm. I don’t mind being there when others are there, but I like going late because it’s nice and quiet. Even when I’m pooped I make myself go.
I need to get my life back on track. My old life is GONE, but that doesn’t mean I’m dead. It’s time to build a different life. I can’t continue to mourn my old life.
I’m starting over yet again. It’s 12:05am on July9, 2012. I have little left and I either start over or die. I miss my old life of so long ago: teacher, friend, student, funny girl, exciting, — I’m a shell of that person now.
In 2005 I was struck down with a rare disease. One day I’ll blog the whole story but I have yet to put it to paper. It’s still as fresh as the day I found out, but many things have happened since. I’m tired and full of anger and sorrow. This shouldn’t be me anymore.
I miss Al. He is no longer mine. What will I do without someone truly caring if I live or die? It haunts me that I will die alone. But in the end why do I care? I have been waiting to die since being dx so why should I care if I’m alone when it happens.
Alone…there’s another word I’m all too familiar with. Maybe you are as well. I’m rambling since I have nothing concrete to say yet so many things going through my head. I want a life, but I’m too afraid to create one again so I hide behind wanting to die. I think I’ve done that my whole life…hiding.