I left the clinic on Wednesday with a prescription for a months supply of Fortisip food replacement drink, a promise that, after my week started pack I can select the flavours I like best for then on it and a fear-laden warning, delivered in much the same tone as the old man used to warn the children 'do NOT stray from the path' in horror films, to ONLY drink them cold, I set of into the bowels of the hospital to collect my weeks food shopping.
It turns out that a weeks worth of Fortisip is HEAVY! I do trapeze classed for 2hrs a week and am used to the weight of my own body hanging from my fingertips but this felt worse. The stagger back to the car was more than exhausting and left me very thankful that I had not cycled to the hospital that day (sore bum preventing it!).
So here is where the 'immediate' application of my liquid diet hit the skids. I spent all day mulling the appointment over and leaving talking it through with MH until I arrived back home. MH and I both have pretty hectic lives and we have got into this oddly reassuring habit of a daily debrief which we carry out in the kitchen or bedroom of our lovely little home with both or either of our cat's weighing in with their opinions.
I got home first and offloaded my supply, stashing it away in a cupboard where a full two shelves are now dedicated to the 'range'. The lovely NHS paper bags went in the recycling so our kitchen went back to normal, despite the 'secret' lurking in the cupboard!
MH has well earned his title in the time we have been together. He is my rock, my best friend and my souls home... OK mush over. Before we got together almost 3 years ago, I never had the level of unswerving support as I have now. I can breakdown with him but, more importantly, I can laugh with him and cope with him so when he suggested he mirror my liquid diet with Slimfast in preparation for our wedding in August, he brought the focus back for me. It was then also decided to have a last 'hoorah' and impromptu feast. Needless to say that I picked foods I do not normally or regularly ear for fear of disrupting mutant gut. So a gastronomic feast kicked off with an appetiser of cool blue Doritos and sour cream and a main course of double pepperoni pizza and spicy chicken wings all washed down with Big Red (otherwise know as full fat Coke), awesome.
Yes, not eating sucks as it is one of my most favourite of social past times. I love to cook for friends and loved ones and love being gathered round a good feast to catch up and share. But this means I am preparing my body as best possible for the next stage. I am giving my mutant guts a break and giving myself an amazing chance at being as well as possible for August where I stand in front of all my friends and family and marry MH, HOORAY!
NB Forest fruits Fortijuice = shampoo after taste. There is no way of being a grown up about this...yuk
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