I have a confession to make. Despite what I believe to be valiant efforts, these damn bugs continue holding my body hostage. That’s right, I’m still sick. Just wanted to get that off my chest, in case yesterday’s blog mislead anyone to believe all was well in veg land. What I also want to get off my chest is whatever gunk is lodged in there. Who knew the human body was capable of producing so much…well…mucous. Ugh that’s a god-awful word!
So anyway. Feeling a bit sorry for myself.
Luckily I have a great family. Aside from a few good-natured but snarky observations about how I got sick just as I entered vegan-hood, they’ve all offered to help fight this unwelcome virus in some way or another.
My bro offered to go to the grocery store and get me whatever I wanted. My mom said she would have happily made me homemade chicken noodle soup in my pre-veg days. Thanks Mom! In this case it’s definitely the though that counts. And my sister came through with a spicy quinoa veggie chili….amazing! Not only for its taste but for its nasal passage clearing effect…I could actually breathe for a millisecond.
So here I am again. About to cuddle up in bed with a book, this time The Red Tent by Anita Diamant. So far amazing. Thank you to my aunt Liz for urging me to read it 🙂