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Right now I am a crosswords with the things I can drink and eat, the detour has happened with the temperature. Now if the drink or food is too cold, getting it past the Troll sized tumor has become painful to the Middle Ages version of torture. I think that I have stood up to the cancer for long enough and I need to start exploring other options; such as a feeding tube for one and medical marijuana as the second.
Right now I am simmering a potato and leek soup, soup has a legendary status in my family over in France, they will not eat a meal without it, well that is an exaggeration for 99% of my family, the one who literally stands away from the pack is my Ton Ton Leon. He cannot imagine a meal without a soup, his soup gets its own wine, just like a dessert would, it is one of the most important features within the meal.
If I have made this soup a thousand times, I wouldn’t be surprised. As I was speaking to our daughter, while I was making it, I asked her if she remembered the last one I have made, she couldn’t, I said “that’s funny enough because I fell right asleep after making the soup, but if I hadn’t, I would have taught you that I make the soup the exact same way time after time. This soup like so many others can be catalogued for years to come, it should be started with a type of journal and tools such as a butcher’s knife and an immersion blender. My soups are all formulas and proportions, nothing difficult.
For example:
3 chopped onions, sauteed until caramelized,
8 leeks using the whites only, which are split in half and then sliced in half inch pieces and soaked in cold water to get rid of the dirt, drain them in a colander and add them to the caramelized onions.
6 cloves of garlic smashed and chopped and added to the leeks and onions along with salt, pepper, thyme and oregano.
I peeled 4 small to medium potatoes, sliced them into pieces and added to the soup after which I added I box of organic chicken stock and 3 cans of organic chicken stock.
I did all this as I had the fire on medium and then I put it down to low for about 40 minutes, I wanted the potatoes cooked so that I could pulverize them into a creamy soup and I got my wish.
Is that first paragraph serious? Are things really getting worse?
Yes and they are going to continue getting worse. I’m trying to keep my chin up, but I tell you it is so hard
This totally sucks! This is when we really need Harry Potter and his magical powers to come along and fight that monster for you! It’s a good thing you made the soup, because using magic makes a body hungry!
I could use a visit from Hermione! Harry and Ron are more than welcome but it’s Hermione who I really want 😀
She is a very talented witch. I see your point.
LOL
Sorry it is so difficult. I hope you can find some relief. Were you able to enjoy the soup at all?
There is no getting away from it, this is pretty awful. The soup was really excellent and went down easy peasey. Thanks Chris 😀
Yum, soup. Sadly you have to adapt for awhile. There are worse things than a feeding tube. Hopefully you won’t have to go there or at least not for long. Hang in there.
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Laurie – I am taking a prolonged blog break except for you. I am keeping tabs on you, my beautiful friend. I wish I could give you a real hug instead of a virtual one. If it’s any comfort/encouragement, my mother got through her own cancer ordeal (around 30 years ago) and, at 81, is still here to annoy me! Jx
Your mom is an inspiration to us all! It does me so much good knowing you’ll se by my side during this most doff occult time. Jules you are a peach amongst peaches!!!!!! Hug Jules xxoo
I’m sorry you are in so much pain. xxx
And this too shall pass 🙂 I just hope it passes through real quick.!
You are so right you did make that soup 1000 times or more I remember it often and I can still smell it cooking.My friend my heart still aches to see what your going through give me a call I want to come see you soon I just want to know when it`s good for you I have to give you a hug love you lots miss you more.
I’m so excited for our plans!!!!