Even though I was on a break from chemo (specifically, from Xeloda), my appetite during our vacation was nothing to write home about.
If it were up to me, I would have skipped meals altogether, and just snacked while we were on line for another ride. I could have skipped most of the snacking too!
My family preferred actually sitting down and relaxing while they ate! Can you believe it?
Eating sometimes took more than an hour! We could have done two more rides (or more) during that time!
It took me a few days to accept the fact that, if we did not stop and eat, I would have a gang of grumpy campers with me!
Towards the end of our trip, I actually skipped part of our meals and went on a few rides on my own (each time, another member of our party did come help me).
Our last day, while Moshe met my parents for dinner, I took our two kids (the eldest was already back in Israel) to catch one of the short shows. The kids would have an opportunity to eat after Moshe and I left for our show (La Nouba, Cirque du Soleil), and it was the last activity I would have a chance to do before we left.
There was so much to do, eating just felt like such a waste of time.
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
the modern-day blood libel
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