The mylk made from banana water probably has the minimal amount of banana in it to make it cloudy and have some consistency. Those celery bits were very small too. We don't want to get too crazy with that super fattening celery. The banana makes the water too caloric as it is.
And the best part is how reusable the whole dish can be. It already looks like something you'd find at the bottom of a trash bag.
That frothy yellowish slime with bits of vegetable matter floating in it
did look awfully familiar - you know how cats eat grass to make themselves throw up?
I am used to her posts on social media being a bit on the insane side (over the top cheerfulness, seven hundred million emojis, hashtags everywhere) but that one rant about death was incredibly dark.
Almost everything Anna does is a weird, half-assed, fake version of something real, and this "death" stuff seems to be more of the same.
Between the disappearance of "breathing4god" and the reappearance of "creation_nutrition," Anna was interacting extensively with real CF patients on Instagram. Her extreme diet and over-the-top "healthy lifestyle" activities were consistent with someone confronted by a devastating diagnosis and flailing for a sense of control, so people were broadly sympathetic and supportive. Eventually, normal people backed off as it became clear she is a nutcase and sick by her own doing.
Here is a post by a woman who used to comment on Anna's instagram, but no longer seems to interact with her. Her account is mostly mom stuff, interspersed with hospital visits and occasional reflections on her condition that are truly heartbreaking. Here, she has received unexpected news about her condition's rapid progress. Elsewhere, she mourns the loss of her sibling to the same disease, worries about her two small children growing up without their mother, and agonizes over the brutal genetic legacy they've inherited.
I have had a hard time putting recent events into words, I feel like screaming then running away to a small cabin to live out my numbered days. I have been in the hospital a greater part of the last 5 weeks. Yesterday there was a meeting that took place to let us know the severity of my situation, a conversation that I have dreaded hearing my whole life. I am end stage technically now at 34 years old. This was a tough pill to swallow, as I wasn’t any where near this just 8 weeks ago. Myself and my team are not giving up just yet, since my decline happened so fast we are thinking there may still be a chance to get me back to where I was but the more time goes by the less and less likely this becomes.
It was my goal this year to see Montana. This picture was taken of where I want to go, it is in my bucket list and I am not giving up on this happening yet. I look at my kids and think NOT YET, they can’t lose their mom yet they are just so little still! We are looking into renting our home out in marina and finding humble accommodations locally to be close to Stanford but finding something local in our budget seems like just as much as a miracle needed as for my health to turn around. If anyone knows of anything that might work for us around the Stanford area within 45 min or less, at least a 2 br please let us know! We are desperate right now to have us all together again! Especially if my time is so limited on this earth. I am crying as I write this because I just can’t believe this is how the start of 2018 is for my family and I. So please, please, please get the word out we so desperately want to be together during this time! Please feel free to share this as much as possible!
Anna's preferred mode of social interaction is shallow, gushing admiration; she has no -
ahem - stomach for real friendships with people who care enough to correct her when she is doing something wrong. This woman's post received an uncritical outpouring of support across social media platforms and in real life.
Anna wants the same, but can only copy the surface, not the substance. So we get these occasional creepy death-themed posts with extra Jesus in them.
