This post follows on from When Hubby is a Chef.
I wanted to respect Hubby’s creative freedom in the kitchen, while eating as healthfully as possible. Some Me Unfriendly food items, I could simply left off my plate, like tomatoes and cheese. However, short of cooking all my own food, I managed only 60% of my meals being Me Friendly.
My rosacea and belly pains did clear up significantly, so I could accept this. Then I entered perimenopause and all hell broke loose. I gained 20 pounds in six months, and my acid reflux got so bad the pain shot straight up through my jaw.
Something had to radically change.