Ginger prawn rice bowl

A challenging day today.

I’m having real problems making myself eat, so I’m running on minimal fuel.

Around lunchtime I decided I really fancied a cheese and tomato sandwich: I calculated the fat content and decided it was do-able if I went light on the cheese. I got out the bread, sliced the tomatoes and arranged them on the bread, got out the cheese… and it was blue and furry. My threadbare patience snapped its last connecting string and I kicked the fridge, much to mum’s annoyance.

A fridge that can’t keep cheese un-furry deserves a kick, though, imo.

So I had a tomato sandwich, which didn’t exactly light the flames of my missing enthusiasm for food.

This afternoon I did another grocery order, adding in all the things I missed on the last one (including what I need for meals for the next few days 🤦‍♂️). Then I hid myself in a book, until I ran out of book. I read very fast, so books don’t last long around me.

For dinner I made a BBC recipe¹ for prawns on a bed of miso and ginger flavoured rice and veg. Mum and I agreed it was OK but not one we’re desperate to have again: maybe it needed the chilli to make it special.

After dinner, we had another Suki first: she jumped up on the arm of the sofa between me and mum, and laid down. Only for about 10 minutes, but it’s still the first time she’s relaxed that much around us.

Tomorrow I have an appointment with the surgical team to discuss the removal of my gallbladder. My first question will be “have you talked to my genetic consultant about this?” I strongly suspect the answer will be “no”, and that will be the end of that until they do.

I’ll let you know what happens.

1. Without the chilli, as mum wouldn’t have eaten it otherwise. ↩︎