I like a good chew me:) meat, crusty bread, al dente pasta and vegetables. Nuts and firm fruit. But, more than that I like food. I get hungry, I want feeding. Up until a decade ago even being ill would not stop my perfectly behaved digestion, from nose to bowel, from being efficient and ever welcoming to food. I was never fat, nor lacking in energy.
When one’s body lets one down it comes as a shock. Years ago back in the 60s I developed Glandular Fever badly. I was sent home from work in a taxi and lingered in my bedsit for a few days wondering what was wrong with me.I decided it was tonsillitis ( I was prone to the complaint) as my throat was so terrible I had trouble swallowing. A friend dropped by each evening on the way home form work and delivered mandarins and grapes, filled my tea maker with water and I existed on these until she came again. The axe in my head settled in so comfortably I couldn’t stand and had to crawl to the bathroom.
It is lonely being sick by oneself in a basement, I gave in and phoned home. Mum came, not on a white charger just in the car, swept me up, took me to doctor who diagnosed glandular fever and ordered me to bed for 6 weeks ( they did things like that back then!)
I was starving hungry, but couldn’t eat. Mum liquidised all my meals. From English breakfast to roast dinners it all came to me via a mug. For four weeks I lived on liquids. I wasn’t hungry but oh how I longed for something to chew:(
As you can guess I am not so keen on liquids only.
Recently I had problems with my gall bladder and again found eating a problem, I could eat but everything I ate made me ill. 16 hours of agony, yet it was never clear which food was upsetting me so much. The weight dropped dramatically as I struggled to eat more than a couple hundred calories a day. I turned in desperation for some kind of nutrient to a liquid diet plan, a non food in my opinion but it contained vitamisn and minerals and was easy to get down, which bumped me up to 7-800 calories a day. It didn't upset my digestion at all - said it was a non-food!:)
I came off the diet drinks immediately that confounded little organ came out!
Although a liquidised meal, of real food, sounds grim it is remarkable in the burst of intense flavour which comes through. Not the individual delights of the food separated but it is satisfying for all that.
At the end of her life my mother was confined to bed with PSP, unable to chew or swallow properly. I knew she was hungry so out came the mixer, in went the food. I returned the favour. Meals were liquidised, anything from quiche to liver and bacon. It kept her enjoying tastes until a couple of months at the end when she had to go on fortified drinks. I am sure Mum craved something to chew as much as I did. However, at least she had the meals she liked.
Recently I have been struggling with a fast vanishing appetite. Blaming it on either a dysfunctional taste sense or one of the many pills I have to take. My calorie count dropped again, no pain just I find it difficult to eat if I am not hungry. Told by the medical services I had to eat more, maybe, they suggested, my weight would drop also if I increased my calorie intake.
It all seemed a contradiction but I thought I would try.
A shake seemed the way to go. I worked out a tasty breakfast in a glass combining oats, dried fruit, nuts, fresh soft fruit, bananas, water and yogurt . Delicious, easy to swallow, having been through the blender easy to digest. After a few months of this I began to wake up with an appetite again, more energy. I ate more. I can’t say the weight has come off but, it is no longer increasing. Now I can manage three meals a day, not large ones to be sure and sometimes I dip too low but only the odd blip now and then.
A liquidiser, some fluid and imagination and food can become a possibility again.