So, I haven’t talked about it much on here, but I have been having a really intense flare of my fibromyalgia for about six weeks now. There’s definitely an aspect of this blog that involves my disabilities, but it’s not really so much to talk about them specifically. It’s a food blog… just a food blog by a blogger who happens to have disabilities and wants to share with you some ways that that impacts being a baker and a beginner
farmer gardener, as well as to talk about when I find solutions that make doing those things easier for me, like when I found this palm peeler.
But, today, I’m going to talk about my disabilities a little bit more than I usually do. And that is because I got an awesome, beautiful gift from my friend Katrina yesterday.
Lately I have just been feeling shitty. Winters are the hardest time for me, historically. I’ve been chronically sick since I was eight years old, and I always dread winter, and I always get to January or February and think, “I need to move someplace warmer.” But I love seasons that change, and I love New York area autumns, and I couldn’t live someplace that wasn’t close enough to drive up to New England every fall. I couldn’t live someplace where you don’t go pick apples, swear up and down that you will not come home with too many this year, and then pick, “just a few more because that one looks really good” and put it in your bag that is already sort of dragging on the ground… and then spend weeks eating apples, baking apple pies, making apple butter, and so on.
Surprisingly, my rheumatoid arthritis is much more controlled than it was this time last year, but with my health, if it’s not one thing, it’s another, and this time, it’s my fibro choosing to throw a temper tantrum. I’m tired but I can’t sleep, my muscles ache, my tender points radiate pain, and despite tinkering with my meds, we haven’t quite worked it out yet. To be frank, I’ve been quite incapable of making dinner for us most nights, and I’ve had to rely on my wonderful Charlie and our well-stocked freezer to get us through. (My mom dropped off some vegetarian chili and some vegetarian lasagna today, too.)
Anyway, it’s been kind of a bummer, and my friends are noticing. And yesterday, I got a package from Etsy shop Mudaliscious of a gorgeous set of ceramic measuring spoons! Katrina sent a note with it that said, “Dear Cat, I thought you might like some extra spoons. Hope things are looking up soon.”
I sent Katrina an email last night telling her how awesome she is. I felt very serious saying things like, “this was really meaningful,” but, it was. It just made my day, and I wanted to share it with all of you. I don’t even know if I’ll ever use these to cook! I suppose that at least once, I would like to pour some rich vanilla liquid into them and see what it looks like when there’s that tiny drop at the bottom of the spoon that won’t come out.
I miss baking. I do have plans in a couple of weeks to have some friends over to have a tea tasting, and at least one person has already committed to come over beforehand to work in my kitchen sweatshop, so I’ll have something else for you by then even if I’m not feeling better.