These last few days I am facing a new challenge: fattening someone up whilst I’m trying to slim down.
My mother-in-law is staying with us while she undergoes cancer treatment and she is under doctor’s orders to either gain or maintain. Preferably gain.
My fridge is an interesting dichotomy: heavy cream for her coffee, skim milk for mine. I’ve got butter, Snickers Bars, Ensure, instant breakfast. Her white bread versus my double fiber.
I have figured out how to concoct a super calorie shake – 700 calories per drink.
Basically, I look at how I eat and do the polar opposite.
I know she needs to eat healthfully as well, but honestly, at this point, it’s about how many calories she can pack away in a day.
She’s a trooper…as much as I want to eat everything in sight, she can hardly choke it down.
You know what? If she can do it, so can I. She will eat to gain, I will eat to lose.
Now, I’m off to make her a Snickers Milkshake. With a side of bacon