It can be hard visiting people who have different lifestyles, different habits, different schedules, eat different things, etc. I think it’s hard for anyone. I know my Grandpa’s always stumped when he comes to visit my parents, where they don’t have cable and talk about weird things like yoga and bike riding.
Meals can be hard for someone with IBS when you’re a guest at someone else’s home, especially if you eat low-FODMAP or have other food intolerances.
Being a guest at someone else’s house can also be hard for anyone with disordered eating or a history of disordered eating. I know that when I had disordered eating, I would get very anxious visiting people who served “too much” at meals, or too much “unhealthy” food (whatever that meant for me at the time.)
Getting to a place where I am both mostly recovered from disordered eating and done with the elimination and reintroduction phases of the low-FODMAP diet has been relieving for many reasons, one of which is visiting or spending time with people and not having to worry about what we’ll be eating.
I know Fuzzers has definitely noticed this change in me. Not only do I eat more now than when he and I started dating almost two years ago, but I was just starting the re-testing phase of low-FODMAP, which I know made things hard on him. Fuzzers has reminded me in the last couple of months how much improvement I’ve made in terms of eating more and eating more variety.
He and I, of course, eat a lot of our meals together. And I know a few years ago, that would have really freaked me out. He keeps very different stuff in his kitchen than I do, both because of preference and because of IBS. He likes to stock up on non-perishables to make sure he’s able to stretch his food budget; I tend to prefer fresh and frozen foods. I always eat one or two side dishes at every meal because it’s what my dietitians taught me to do; he usually sticks to one thing to keep things simple.
But he’s also amazingly patient with my dietary needs and has stocked up on food for his apartment that’s not only FODMAP-safe but lets me get more of those meals with multiple dishes that my dietitian really wants me to be eating.
Still, I want this post to be a reminder to my readers–especially readers with any kind of history with disordered eating–that it’s 100% okay and normal to shift your eating routine up, eat more sodium or sugar or dairy or carbs or whatever else might be a fear food, in order that you can enjoy time with friends and loved ones.
So for today’s What I Ate Wednesday, I thought I might share what I ate with Fuzzers on Sunday. Thanks to Laura for hosting Jenn’s linkup!I often get up earlier than Fuzzers and make myself some breakfast. This morning it was a couple packets of instant maple & brown sugar oatmeal and eggs–both of which Fuzzers kindly got for me at the grocery store.No fruit. No vegetables. I’m fine. I didn’t die.
Fuzzers actually tends to keep apples and pears, two things I like, but my tummy disagrees. 🙁 He knows I like to have fruit, so he buys canned mandarin oranges, which is so sweet.I snacked on about half the can mid-morning, followed by this workout because I was feeling kind of antsy and wanted to get some movement in. After which, Fuzzers and I went to the leasing office building for his apartment complex where they were holding a chili feed for all the residents.
I’ve been learning that I actually have a pretty high tolerance for GOS and fructans, so I’ve been eating more things like chili with beans, onion, and garlic all in one meal. A bowl of this chili didn’t bother my tummy much at all. And it was yummy free chili. With free Doritos. Heck yeah.
In the afternoon, I worked on a few things like enrolling in insurance (fun fun) and snacked on the rest of the can of mandarins and some soy milk. In a pint glass because that’s what we had. It works.
Later in the afternoon, we went on a bit of a walk to hang out with the neighborhood prairie dogs and played a little video games. I’m not a video game person, like, at all, but I told Fuzzers about how jealous of my brother playing Spyro when we were kids, so he got me a copy of Spyro for his Play Station. I have to admit, we’re both having fun running around as a little purple dragon.
I heated up some leftovers–just some odds and ends of non-perishables from his pantry that I’d thrown together the night before. Gluten-free pasta that Fuzzers keeps in the pantry just for me, plus jar marinara, canned chicken, and some frozen peas.It’s not a gorgeous picture, but honestly, most of my food isn’t art because I’m a real person and I live in the real world.
I packed up and headed back up to my own apartment after supper, finishing the night with a Katz powdered sugar gluten-free donut. There was almost certainly tea involved, too, but I don’t remember the specifics.
So, there you have it. I ate a day’s worth of stuff I don’t normally eat. There was canned and packaged convenience food. There were meals with no fruits or veggies. Did I survive? Yup. And better still, I got to spent a laid-back day with my sweetheart.
Did you ever play Spyro as a kid?
Do you ever find visiting friends or family members who have different habits, schedules, etc. that differ significantly from your own to be challenging?