When I go out for dinner it’s for the dessert. I check the dessert menu, if there is one available, before the dinner menu and sometimes pick restaurants to go to for the sole purpose of ordering the dessert.
The good thing for my diet is that I don’t go out to dinner too often: once a week. And if it’s a weekday and I happen to go out to dinner, I likely will not get dessert.
But, I love dessert. And all of my friends and family members know that. It’s my thing. I will scrape and lick every morsel of dessert off the plate pending social acceptability.
When I read the book Lymphedema and Lipedema Nutrition Guide I understood what the book was recommending and largely followed the advice. But, giving up dessert at restaurants… that one is hard to stomach. (And I don’t always…)
I could say things like, “I can’t eat that…” and hate myself and this condition that much more for holding me back in life. Instead, I’ve been trying out the compassionate, choice-emphasizing version: don’t. “I don’t eat that…” The subtle difference reinforces that I made the choice to choose foods that treat my body well.
I do, however, recognize that I need to enjoy life, go out to dinner, and get the peanut butter pie… or so says the love of my life. So, can’t we just call this one a rant and move on?