Look at this fucking keto turmeric fried egg with baked kale gratin 👀
When I first had my stroke, I stayed at my sister’s house. I ended up staying there for a year and a half as I relearned how to speak, how to walk without falling down, how to take a shower by myself, how to cut my own nails, how to drive… I would sleep most of the day and was scared to eat like I used to before the stroke (grab snacks at the fucking gas station, doordash takeout for breakfast, lunch, and dinner), so I would meal prep healthy shit and Jessie and Christine were saviors, making and sending me healthy meals (I discovered a love for Israeli couscous and a hatred for overnight oats). Pammie and her husband still ate junk food, but they would always wait till I went to bed and would never eat it in front of me so I wouldn’t feel bad.
Now the roles are reversed, and Pammie has been on a gluten-free, dairy-free and soy-free diet for months now bc of her thyroid. She’s been doing so well and has dropped hella weight. She also exercises daily. She’s starting a keto diet this week, so I said I would join her. Been feeling blah lately, so maybe this is just what I need. I read that a routine can help you feel in control of your life, so instead of fixating on things I can’t control, I can focus on this. Now I’m not going completely keto, I still have plans to have dinner and dessert in Venice later this week… A girl has to make some concessions, after all.
