This is not my monthly wrap-up or the Friday post that I was going to write. Somehow my day spun out of control. No need for concern. Sometimes it happens. You know how it is. This stream of conscience (yes, I really do mean conscience) may make no sense at all to some people.
Anyway, I was looking at my May photos for clues. However, it wasn’t really a good time to be doing that as my blood glucose (BG) level took a dive and because I was concentrating on this puzzling predicament (ie. my month), I failed to notice. That meant I was easily distracted and started some crazy photo-editing instead. Now one could blame it on the mushrooms rather than the low BG, but I prefer to blame it on the pretty colours. See below (photo taken by my True Love).
It (you choose) was head-spinning so I ate nearly a whole jar of lemon curd. The lemon curd was old so it needed to be eaten. Naturally, because my head was spinning, I wasn’t thinking straight. So I convinced myself that the lemon curd was off as I felt really unwell. Feeling unwell had nothing to do with the fact that I had just eaten a whole jar of lemon curd, you understand. So I rushed to my husband (aka my True Love) to tell him about the poisoning with the lemon curd. Thankfully he reassured me that I didn’t have to vomit up the lemon curd because of the salmonella. You know, on account of the eggs in the lemon curd. I bet you too were thinking about those eggs and salmonella. See, I’m not stupid. So I gave those mushrooms a piece of my mind.
Because I was cross, as opposed to mad, I started thinking about the recent spate of fat shaming by public figures. Picture this purely hypothetical headline, ladies and gentlemen. FATTEST TYPE 1 DIABETIC DIES OF CORONA VIRUS. In the wake of the headline, various media personalities would then discuss how it was all my fault because I ate that lemon curd even though I should have known it was full of salmonella. See? Fat and dumb. They go together. Every person with a “normal” BMI (that’s Body Mass Index for all you dumbies) knows that morbidly obese people cannot contribute in any worthwhile sense to society. What? You didn’t know that? What does that say about you?
There are many normal BMI people that would have trouble keeping up with the hard, physical labour of many weightier people. It turns out that having a secure job that pays a decent wage, and supports a healthy home and work life balance, is good for physical and mental health. Unfortunately for our waist lines however, money can’t change everything. Health conditions, both mental and physical, can undermine our attempts to maintain a “healthy” weight. It is vital to make our best effort, but we need to be compassionate and realistic about this. Often our minds are wired for comfort eating and doesn’t the food industry know it. I once went to a meeting where one food exec mentioned how one of Australia’s leading science agencies was working on how to improve the mouth feel of processed food. You will be so proud of me, ladies and gentlemen, because I actually managed to keep my mouth shut at that time. I probably consoled myself with a chocolate later though.
So anyway, back to the photo-editing. I have been known to delete important family photos, and on the odd occasion have even managed to wreck some computer software, when under the influence of a low BG level, so I resisted the temptation to do more photo-editing until my BG improved. When all righted itself temporarily, I had another chat with the mushrooms, and being of unsound mind, this is what I came up with.
One last thing, as it is already Friday in Australia, here is a song for my Friday song day. All I know is I had better do some exercise when I wake up.
I hope you all have some time to relax, exercise and eat well this weekend. Stay safe, stay sane and stay calm.