I introduced radical changes to Hubby’s diet when we first got married. The fact that we’d been living together for eighteen months beforehand should have given me some sign that I was moving too fast.
Poor Hubby ended up in hospital and I jokingly told the doc that it wasn’t my cooking.
The joke was on me, as it actually was, and we’d only been married a couple of months!
Plenty of fresh fruit and veg did not bode well as he was used to what the Doc called The English diet…….. burgers, chips, pizza……… and his stomach couldn’t handle so much healthy stuff.
Diet at fault,