I like to spend Sunday relaxing around the house in my pyjamas all day, maybe baking something, but generally catching up on TV that I’ve missed throughout the week and lazing around on the sofa.
It seems somebody had other ideas about yesterday.
On Saturday evening, we went out for a meal with my parents which was lovely until again, my body decided to say to me “Hahaha, you thought you were better, but you’re not, I’m going to make you double over in pain again”. Even before I’d finished my meal, only the third proper meal I’ve had in the last few weeks as I literally haven’t been able to stomach any other food without feeling sick and/or getting stabbing pains in my stomach, the pains had started and I had to stop eating.
This then continued all night and stuck around all of yesterday too. I was in so much pain I almost went to hospital on Saturday night.
Now something you should know about me, I’m horribly stubborn. I hate thinking I’m wasting resources and Doctor’s time with something trivial, so truly hate the thought of going to A&E; unless a limb is hanging off.
This goes some way to explaining just how much pain I was in. However, by some stroke of luck I managed to fall asleep, so again didn’t go to A&E.; I have said now that if it happens again, I will go, as it’s getting ridiculous now. It’s been three weeks and the Doctor is still trying to tell me it’s flu. Well it’s not like any flu I’ve had before.
Anyway, my other half got a text during our meal saying that half the phone system of some hospitals and walk-in centres had gone down. (He works for the NHS) so yesterday we had to go to one of their buildings and spend 45 minutes in a server room with a busted Air conditioning unit and sauna-type air circulating. Fun, fun.
I am incredibly sensitive to temperature change and found myself feeling increasingly nauseous standing in such a hot room. I was also being used as a door stop as the fire extinguisher wouldn’t hold the door, so I couldn’t go and sit down somewhere. IT felt like I was going through the menopause and having a hot flush.
Needless to say, I was quite glad to get back outside into the freezing cold rain.
So it’s straight into this week without having a proper day off. Somebody hand me some carrot cake pancakes, it’s going to be a long week…
Makes about 8 depending on pancake size
Recipe adapted from Joy the Baker Cookbook
> 1/2 cup plain flour
> 1tsp baking powder
> 1/4tsp ground cinnamon
> 1/4tsp ground cinnamon
> Pinch of ground nutmeg
> 1/8tsp ground ginger
> 1 egg yolk
> 3tbsp light brown sugar
> 3/4 cup buttermilk
> 1tsp vanilla extract
> 1 cup grated carrot (this was about 2 carrots for me)
> Butter for the pan
> Preheat the oven to 100 degrees C.
> Place the flour, baking powder and spices in a medium sized bowl.
> Give it a little mix to distribute all the spices.
> Place the egg yolk, sugar, buttermilk and vanilla extract in a jug and mix together.
> Add in the grated carrot.
> Mix until everything is combined.
> Add the wet ingredients to the dry.
> Mix until combined.
> Leave to one side whilst you heat your griddle on a medium heat. Once the pan is heated place a knob of butter in the pan to melt.
> Using a cookie scoop to ensure even pancakes (mine is 2tbsp size), scoop the mix out and place into the pan carefully. You can cook 2-3 at a time.
> Cook for 2-3 minutes on each size, flipping them over when golden brown on the first side.
> Pancakes are done when golden brown on both sides.
> Place cooked pancakes on a baking tray and place in the oven to keep warm whilst you cook the remaining pancakes.
> Serve immediately with cream cheese frosting or maple syrup like we did 🙂