I LOVE eggs.
But sometimes eggs don’t love me. And sometimes they don’t love me with a vengeance! The rule of thumb for me is (1) how runny are these eggs? (scrambled hard, usually ok… anything else… ticky!) and (2) did I have enough carbs with the eggs to soak it all up plus (3) how much sugar have I recently had! Because that will just ADD to the reaction!
I didn’t always have this reaction/allergy to eggs. But as I age its getting more and more “interesting”. Haha! Which I’ve found out is quite common. You’re body’s ability to shrug things off, like injuries, illness, hangovers & allergies declines as you get closer and closer to death.
Its’ like a minimum wage worker who’s been at the same old job FOREVER! And every so often I’m reminded I’m almost 2 years away from turning 50. (Which is kind of exciting because I look GOOD for 50!) But it reminds me that I’ve probably only got 20-30 more years and I get a rush of “What have I accomplished!”
My brain automatically starts a list of things I’ve done. My pessimists immediately start refuting the list as “accomplishments”. My optimist begins planning all the things I want to do in the future. Then my worry-ist frets over how I’m going to find the time (not to mention the money) to do all THAT!
All these wonderful thoughts, swirly around my head, while parked for a 5 minute stay on the toilet.
Because I had eggs!