For health reasons, I must drastically reduce my salt intake.
My sister laughed out loud when I told her that one of the few things I could do about the Meniereās Disease that Iād just been diagnosed with was to drastically reduce my salt intake.
Why? Iāve been known all my life for over-salting my food. Before I even bother to taste it, I douse everything I eat. When a meal begins, everybody in my family automatically hands me the salt shaker.
I even carry a little packet of salt in my wallet, for Salt Emergencies. Such as? When we order take-out pizza at the library where I work, but when it arrives I find that the libraryās sole salt shaker has gone missing.
Itās long been my claim that Iād rather go hungry than eat under-salted pizza.
Pouring salt on my food is one of the cornerstones of my identity. āWould you like some soup with your salt?ā my brother-in-law will joke, watching as I rain salt into his delicious home made fish chowder.
Iāve always been lucky enough to have very low blood pressure. So when dinner companions cautioned me about the health risks of covering my entrĆ©e with salt, Iād respond with a cheerful: āNot to worry. Iāve got low blood pressure. Iām just self medicating.ā
Then came my Meniereās diagnosis. And wham! Just like that, Iām one of those women who scan the ingredient label of each item before placing it in my shopping cart, and grill waiters about the sodium content of the soup.
The only silver lining? The man in my life and I are in this together.
On the very same week that I was told to eliminate salt from my diet because of Menieres, Mark was told to eliminate salt from his because of his skyrocketing blood pressure.
What are the odds?
In the two decades weāve been together, Mark and I have shared many things. A love of reading. Good conversation. Taking long walks. Visiting museums. One more thing we now get to enjoy together? Shunning salt. āIt isnāt a ghastly ordeal,ā we tell each other. āItās a fun new adventure!ā
Actually, itās a ghastly new adventure. But weāre making the best of it. Iāve always characterized our relationship as an ongoing conversation. Now we have a brand new topic! And going grocery shopping gives us plenty to talk about.
āWho knew that there was so damn much sodium in V8? 481 mg per serving! Are they insane?ā
āAnd Cheerios! 140 mg of sodium? Really?ā
āThe folks who make this chicken noodle soup are obviously trying to kill us.ā
Thereās stealth salt, weāve discovered, hidden in nearly everything. Thereās even salt in romaine lettuce! (But only 5 mg, so pigging out on romaine — if thatās what you want to do — is okay.)
And then thereās the joy of finding something delicious with a reasonable salt content.
āWe can still enjoy vanilla yogurt! As long as we do it in moderation! Hurrah!ā
Although I toyed with the idea of holding a little ceremony in which the two of us threw away our salt shakers and pledged ourselves to a new life, I canāt quite bear to part with mine.
I do take comfort in the knowledge that low sodium life is better for us. Experts agree that we should eat no more than 1,500 mg of sodium a day. Instead, most of us eat at least twice that amount. Of course, I was always willing to take that risk. Over-salting my food was one of the few ways for a mild-mannered librarian like me to live on the edge.
This new way of eating is a challenge. But at least Iāve got company. (And everyone knows that the couple that shuns salt together, stays together.)
But if I ever hear that a meteor is heading toward earth and will destroy us in an hour? Iām going to dust off my salt shaker and spend that last hour enjoying a big batch of Matzoh Brie with as much salt on it as I damn well please. And Mark will be right there with me.
(Roz Warren is the author of OUR BODIES, OUR SHELVES: A COLLECTION OF LIBRARY HUMOR.)
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