Baking, blood, and everything else
It's a new year, and it already feels so busy! I have done my first baking of 2014 - chocolate & peanut butter cookies, this time I got the baking bit right and they are not as hard as roof tiles, unlike last time! They taste delicious and ridiculously decadent. I won't be making too many batches in a row, I'm sure that would be very bad for my body though my tastebuds adore them.
Anthony and I have been to Germany and back. I had a wonderful time, even if I did get ridiculously tetchy for a couple of days - our lovely hosts who let us stay on their foldout sofa for free stay up very late at the weekend, meaning I didn't get my usual amount of sleep plus I was on my feet for about three or four days solid so my legs really hurt. One night I had a pretty bad meltdown but Anthony was very understanding. He said that it's hard sometimes for him because he's worried about me and he just wants to enjoy himself. He loves Germany so much and he wants me to love it too, but I'm never going to, I just don't fit in there like he does. For a start, I'm teetotal and everyone drinks there and yet I saw hardly anyone drunk because it's just part of the culture, they can't comprehend someone voluntarily not drinking. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy Germany, it's starkly beautiful with a really fascinating history and the people are generally very friendly and interested in talking to you. I loved watching premier league football with our host who loves England, and discussing football with him, I loved Berlin, I loved looking around all the beautiful places Anthony loves, I loved buying my family presents. But really, Germany Anthony's happy place, not mine. Next time we go, I am resolved to try to cope better. Living in someone else's flat and being at the mercy of their schedule and way of living really tenses me up and doesn't do me any favours. Like my father, I fear I am destined not to stay much in other people's houses, like him, it just makes me uncomfortable after a couple of days. Wow, I really am a control freak o_O
Me at one of Anthony's favourite places on earth, he feels close to God on that beach and really free from all the worries he carried around with him. I feel lucky to have spent time with him there.
I had another blood test on Monday, yet another part of the continuing saga of why do I keep getting bouts of nausea and exhaustion. Spoke to the doctor today and while the iron levels in my blood are up from the last blood test, thanks to the iron pills I've been taking, I've still got an iron deficiency so will be doing another round of iron pills before having another blood test in three months time. Joy. Still, I shall look into getting more iron-rich foods in my diet - as well as the obvious like red meats and spinach, there's also dried fruits like raisins and nuts I've read. So I must keep researching. I was so worried about the results of this test, as the doctor had said I might have to have a camera down my throat and into my stomach to check that I didn't have any ulcers or anything causing my problems. Thank goodness that's staved off for now. Thanks for all the good thoughts, people. I am trying not to stress about this - I am sure that part of the problem is the fact that I'm a high-stress person. Onward I go, tentatively, in search of iron.
Anthony and I have been to Germany and back. I had a wonderful time, even if I did get ridiculously tetchy for a couple of days - our lovely hosts who let us stay on their foldout sofa for free stay up very late at the weekend, meaning I didn't get my usual amount of sleep plus I was on my feet for about three or four days solid so my legs really hurt. One night I had a pretty bad meltdown but Anthony was very understanding. He said that it's hard sometimes for him because he's worried about me and he just wants to enjoy himself. He loves Germany so much and he wants me to love it too, but I'm never going to, I just don't fit in there like he does. For a start, I'm teetotal and everyone drinks there and yet I saw hardly anyone drunk because it's just part of the culture, they can't comprehend someone voluntarily not drinking. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy Germany, it's starkly beautiful with a really fascinating history and the people are generally very friendly and interested in talking to you. I loved watching premier league football with our host who loves England, and discussing football with him, I loved Berlin, I loved looking around all the beautiful places Anthony loves, I loved buying my family presents. But really, Germany Anthony's happy place, not mine. Next time we go, I am resolved to try to cope better. Living in someone else's flat and being at the mercy of their schedule and way of living really tenses me up and doesn't do me any favours. Like my father, I fear I am destined not to stay much in other people's houses, like him, it just makes me uncomfortable after a couple of days. Wow, I really am a control freak o_O
Me at one of Anthony's favourite places on earth, he feels close to God on that beach and really free from all the worries he carried around with him. I feel lucky to have spent time with him there.
I had another blood test on Monday, yet another part of the continuing saga of why do I keep getting bouts of nausea and exhaustion. Spoke to the doctor today and while the iron levels in my blood are up from the last blood test, thanks to the iron pills I've been taking, I've still got an iron deficiency so will be doing another round of iron pills before having another blood test in three months time. Joy. Still, I shall look into getting more iron-rich foods in my diet - as well as the obvious like red meats and spinach, there's also dried fruits like raisins and nuts I've read. So I must keep researching. I was so worried about the results of this test, as the doctor had said I might have to have a camera down my throat and into my stomach to check that I didn't have any ulcers or anything causing my problems. Thank goodness that's staved off for now. Thanks for all the good thoughts, people. I am trying not to stress about this - I am sure that part of the problem is the fact that I'm a high-stress person. Onward I go, tentatively, in search of iron.