My Golden Rule when I am ill is to do as little as possible. I try to sleep. Obviously, if you need to see a doctor for a diagnosis or go to hospital, this isn’t what to do but often the body just needs quiet and rest to heal itself. A gastric flu or infection. I drank water and sucked ice cubes and lay empty-headed on pillows with curtains drawn. The housemate came home early and took care of the dogs, offered hot-water bottles, mugs of tea, disprin. I just lay and waited fro my system to slow down and get better.
And last night I was able to sit up for a little. The horrible pain had eased and I wasn’t nauseous or feverish. Sat up smiling and patting dogs, blankheaded and feeble, then crawled back into bed at 8pm and slept until morning. The pain gone.
Making myself a vegan soup of pea and potato for lunch, very light and silky. Easily digested, no fats or oils or spices, just chunks of peeled potato, a little carrot, a little minced onion, all simmered in plain water until soft. Then I add a handful of frozen peas and blend — a lovely spring-like green. Season lightly and that is it. Vegan food is so often pure unadorned comfort food for those unable to face complex fatty spicy proteins or carbohydrates or any of life’s finer excesses. When it’s all too much, you don’t want Black Forest Gâteau with steeped maraschino cherries, chocolate shavings and layers of sugary whipped cream; you want a clear gentle vegetable broth.
Little by little, step by step.