treasuring a non-toothache
I’m not sure what I used to do for fun, but right now I’m pretty ecstatic over the current egg reintroduction trials. (Apologies to the friends I’ve bored recounting all the eggs I’ve been eating…soft boiled, scrambled, fried, in mayonnaise).
I’m introducing foods back into my diet and it’s just like when your kids were babies and you’d spoonfeed them one single new food which never before existed in their gustatory universe. You’d watch their tastebuds discover peaches, and then wait three nervous days for any reactions. (Actually, it was only sort of like that with Col. By five months Rose was completely offended at not being offered everything we were eating, so when all the books said: at 6 months you can introduce rice cereal! Rose was already onto lentil curry and grilled elk steak).
I am feeling so good, and also so good about finally feeling good. You know what I mean? It’s like I’ve been walking in the dark for over seven months, placing one shaky foot in front of the other, falling a lot, waving away conventional medicine’s offer for a flashlight, and then one day the lights come on and there is healing and also a whole hell of a lot of eggs…and tomatoes…and even small amounts of rice. Susheeeeee!
Sometimes I count the months I’ve been at this, and the foods that have dropped off my “in” list, and other times this just feels like the way I eat. Next up to test on my reintroduction campaign are all the weeds in my garden that I love to eat (dandelion, amaranth, lamb’s quarters, purslane) but are maybe riddled with the oxalates I’ve been off of for many months. And then, green chiles, chocolate, and then booze, because even I am a little sick of digging deeper to find my grounded center on a chaotic afternoon, when a glass of wine would work just as well.
The funny thing is that I never expected to feel so great about simply feeling normal. It’s like this quote from Thich Nhat Hahn, “When we have a toothache, we know that not having a toothache is happiness. But later, when we don’t have a toothache, we don’t treasure our non-toothache.”
(I am considering a new practice of celebrating all the ailments I don’t have).
There’s a lot that currently remains a mystery, partially because auto-immune disorders are little understood and because I’ve been pasting together my own care with the help of Hottie healer voodoo, my new PhD in internet researcholgy and a lot of blind faith.
And I’m sorry to be so vague about the details, but come over for a cup of coffee (with raw cream and coconut oil) and I’ll tell you all about it. We’ll have some eggs together.
xo,
Rachel
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Hooray for eggs and feeling better!
you are the second person this week to throw a Thich Naht Hahn quote my direction (in which i will surely over analyze this coincidence).
and please, dont be vague. not sure i can make it over in time for coffee and eggs.
The eggs are gorgeous, so it bowl – a beautiful still life – and soo glad to hear you’re emerging into the light!
Wonderful news. The coffee, and especially the fresh eggs, sound great but dropping in from CT is difficult. Have some for me!
Oh, I would love to have eggs and coffee with you. (And I’ve recently just discovered the delights of coconut oil in coffee). I’m ecstatic to hear you’re feeling better, just in time to enjoy all of the delicious spring weeds.
So glad to hear that you are feeling better….!
Yeah!!! So, so glad to hear this, sister! You so deserve to heal after all that hard work! Aren’t our bodies amazing? I’m celebrating with you!
Yay for eggs and for all the goodness to follow!
I am so glad you are feeling sort of normal again. Wish I could pop right over to hear all the details! Please don’t forget to share when you are in the right space. It might not be a ‘normal’ moment …lol! Greetings from Saskatchewan
I am so glad you feel better; the food/body connection is amazing. I also really dig the wood, egg bowl!
I am so happy that you are feeling better. I hope that you can, have that bottle of beer or a glass (or two or three) of wine. I also love the wooden bowl, was it handmade ?
Now that I read about golden eggs I want some and the spinny thing to make them; they are eggs scrambled in their own shell. Let us know if you find a hack! Breathing and swallowing are also great, from experience.
Thanks for all the cheerleading, guys! It adds to my celebration!
Not sure the origins of that bowl. It was agift from a friend.
xo
Congratulations dear Rachel, i know it has been a long “slog” and yes yes
to celebrating the non-ailments…we each get to learn these wisdoms in
different ways….blessings ever to you and your circle of life,
judith and clans
this makes me so happy for you!!!!!! xo