I'm 49yo so in theory I could have another 49yo ahead of me
but my diet is not one I relish for the next 5 decades.
I'm vegetarian and have been for 35 years. All good.
I don't smoke or drink (my choice) I thought I was doing ok.
But now, with my gallbladder gone and diverticular , the only relief I have is a very restricted: No Wheat,No Dairy,No Onions/Garlic/Limited Fruit/No Pulses.
Yes, I do feel better, but I still have very unreliable bowels
TMI and going through Menopausal Flushes.
I love things like Christmas Dinner, and I love to cook for others. But a part of me, the whingey part, is thinking "What's the point" or (even worse) "Bowels, fecking deal with it. You'll have Christmas Cake, Cheese,Crusty Bread and you'll just bloody lump it for one day"
I know, there are far worse things I could be dealing with, but that's not the point of this post. It's a 'World's Smallest Violin' whinge.