Week 20 and counting

I got exposed Sunday night and got sick, and we have no idea what made me sick. We know the meal was free of gluten and casein. It's possible I'm allergic to something else that was in the meal, namely tuna, and we don't know it, since it's the first time I've ever voluntarily eaten it. And, for those of you who know me IRL, me even trying anything seafood is a real shock. But I actually ate the meal and tolerated the taste. I wouldn't eat it weekly, but I'd definitely have tuna on a monthly basis and be ok with it. I still like salmon better. I could have the salmon weekly.

But because of that incident, I've once again hit the point where I'm afraid to eat anything for fear of reacting. I'm probably dropping weight again. The last few days since the exposure, I've been battling dehydration and ketosis like I did when I wound up in the ER twice in a row. I think we've turned the corner on it and I'm getting better. I think I'll improve as long as I make an effort to get enough fluid in me every day along with frequent, small meals. I can't hold much food.

We're having our Thanksgiving on Friday this year instead of Thursday, so we have time to get prepared and get everything cooked and done. Belle and Mom baked the cornbread this afternoon, so at least I know I can eat the dressing, turkey and sweet potatoes without getting sick. Jeff will help out tomorrow, along with mom to get caught up around here, so we can devote Friday to cooking.

We did the GFCF cornbread from a friend's recipe. It turned out well, and Belle thoroughly enjoyed eating a square of it. It was a bit sweet for my tastes, but it was because the recipe called for sugar and we used rice milk instead of cow's milk. So it was double sugared. Next time I'll use water or try chicken stock instead.