We’re still having the fish battle at our house. I’ve tried a couple of recipes that he forced down and we are currently revisiting fish oil supplements in lieu of fresh fish. I made lasagna the other day and almost chopped a filet up with the meat but decided I didn’t want to chance it. We have 3 pounds of tilapia in our freezer that I think I may get to eat on my own.
I need to remind myself regularly that fighting this disease is my husband’s battle, not mine. I am not the one who wakes up stiff and has to face another day with PD. I am not the one who has had to give up things that I loved to do because my body and mind don’t always want to work together anymore. I am not the one who needs a medication that allows me to function but that also makes me move in unexpected ways.
I am the one who watches those struggles and wants desperately to help. I hear that exercise helps so I make sure we are connected with a program. I am there when he falters, to offer a hand or support. I hear that nutrition helps, so I try to cook healthy foods, but I need to remember that he has a right to his likes and dislikes and I should not force him to eat something no matter how good it is for him.
Anyone care to join me in a good old fish fry?
Have you tried burying it in a really good sauce? We went to a Cajun restaurant once and it was interesting but we never went back because you couldn’t taste the meat for the sauce (which I think was the original intent!). Of course, we are probably not the best advice givers because we are seafood people through and through. I still can’t believe that our new son-in-law doesn’t eat fish!
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I’ve tried everything but, unfortunately, I think it is the texture that he recognizes. I give up on this one…
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What’s the old saying? You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink. At least you both tried!
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