Life on Prunes

Brittney — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 16:07:33 +0000

After barraging Google with searches for hypokalemia (low potassium) I am now a veritable expert on the potassium content of most foods. Thankfully T-Bone was set to do some grocery shopping anyway, so I added prunes, cantaloupe, bananas, and avocados to the list to jump start my blood’s return to healthy. I must interject that I was a bit surprised to find out a potassium-low diet was part of my problem because I am not exactly the world’s slouchiest eater. My meals at home consist of lots of color and produce and are much more nutritionally balanced than most 21 year olds you know– except for my weekends in Iowa City living off of cheese fries from the Vine, but even those are made from potatoes which are filled with potassium! Getting told I need to eat more fruits and veggies is no skin off my back, except when it comes to the prune department. These dried plums and I had never met before, and I was well aware of the reputation that precedes them. Mom picked up three bags– regular, cherry and orange flavored. My first reaction to a prune: GROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Why are they slimy?! Dried apricots aren’t slimy, they’re magically delicious. This prune was bitter and slimy, yet the inside was mushy. The other two flavors didn’t exactly mask the taste of nasty, but unfortunately “3-5 prunes with meals” was literally part of my doctor’s prescription. I took a break from this culinary misadventure and tried again later. At least I can proudly report, they’re growing on me. And boy am I getting creative with them. Last night I took some of the cherry ones and chopped them up in ice cream. This morning I took advantage of their oddly spreadable insides and mixed them with the peanut butter on my English muffin (topped with a sliced banana because PB & ‘nanas is the best taste combo in. the. world.)

Let’s take a break from the exciting adventures in my kitchen and talk about Germany. D-bag and I talked via Skype yesterday and it was awesome yet sad. Then I looked through some of my pictures from study abroad– MISTAKE. Then, missing it so much I could have puked, I figured I should probably have some goal about when I’m going to return (Oktoberfest 2011.) I’m certainly not hating being home, but it’s crazy to think that some of my classmates are still over there and haven’t even began the coming home process yet. Speaking of study abroad, I got a 4.0 last semester– not exactly the toughest 16 weeks of academia I’ve endured, but all A’s nonetheless. This does wonders for my overall GPA, and now only 24 credit hours until I’m done-zo. Posts related to that upcoming life crisis to follow.

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Life on Prunes