I had trouble swallowing today while I was eating my dinner. It wouldn’t be so concerning if I didn’t have difficulty yesterday swallowing my dinner. Maybe it was my lunch. Either way, that concerns me. I’m concerned.
The summer of 2019 was when I decided that, “Eating is no longer easy or enjoyable.” I think it was October 2023 when I started talking to a nutritionist.
I was losing weight and I couldn’t understand why. Her name was Sarah and we talked about nutrition shakes. I told her that I am, ‘lactose not a good idea’ so she told me about plant based nutrition shakes.
I drink my first meal of the day and have overnight oats infused with protein, saltine crackers (those just melt in my mouth annd then I swallow) and chicken stovetop stuffing. I have turkey stuffing in the fall and winter but it’s chicken now. I have eggs on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. That makes me feel better before I pillage.
I worked with Sarah to figure out what nutrition I needed because I do not leave my chair. She told me then that if I have too much protein, I will just gain weight. It is a complicated dance, but it’s really not because I don’t mind eating what I eat.
I had changed what I ate to make things easier, but the fact that I am having difficulties swallowing, concerns me. I’m concerned. It’s not emergent yet and I have my Yeti right next to me at all times. This just concerns me. It progressive and I’m nervous about that a little bit.
We do go to the Cider Mill once a year so I get cider and donuts, my aunt Lola sends her Christmas cookies for Christmas and my birthday, and my sister-in-law provides us with sides on Thanksgiving and Easter. I do not feel like I am missing out at all.
I never thought that eating what I eat would be difficult at all. This is concerning. I am concerned.