random thoughts – Day 1,875 – (Monday) – still delicate

For several years, I have had a steady supply of homemade broth and soup in the freezer. Today, feeling moderately less horrid than over the weekend, but still not fully back to health, I finally felt ready to attempt eating. There hadn’t been a full meal eaten since Friday night, and the comfort of soup was the first choice, just like when I was a kid and Mom would heat up a can of chicken noodle. Of course, once I started making homemade soups, I stopped buying canned soup, so there was an immediate hiccup to the food plan.

It turned out, soup is the one thing currently missing from the freezer. I don’t know how this happened, and while I was a bit better, I was still in no shape to start making a vegetable stock. That is for a day of more robust health and vitality. I was still largely couchbound with lightheadedness and weakness.

Plain ramen.

During the freezer search, I found some freeze pops of mysterious vintage, and the blue one was delicious. I considered having Greek lemon chicken soup delivered, but that felt expensive. I finally settled on ramen, as it was the only quick soup option in the house. 

It’s the first time in years I’ve had ramen prepared as instructed with just water, the ramen brick, and the seasoning packet. Long, unbroken noodles with no mixed frozen vegetables, and definitely no Korean hot pepper paste and cheese.

It seemed okay, and the hot broth was calming, but several hours later, any time I change position or stand up, the gut gets delicate. Things seem precarious. It feels like the 3:00 meal is suddenly trying to make an escape. It’s feeling a lot like the way things began Friday night. Fingers are crossed it is an overactive imagination and false alarm. And this whole stomach thing has gotten really old. It can stop any time now. I hate feeling so fragile.