To the parent of the college student eating noodle dishes, google 'amino acids' and read about the essential 8 in particular and their role in brain health. The '8' can not be stored; they must be consumed daily.
If one is predisposed for eds and has a slipshod diet, look out. And, of course, many college students, active teenagers, new moms, busy adults, athletes, work-a-holics, etc etc. have incomplete nutrition.
I so identify with the 'forgot to eat' comment. 'Forgetting' is so common and yet can not be afforded by our predisposed kids. About a month ago, I 'forgot' to eat lunch one day. I had made a beautiful roast beef & cheddar toasted sandwhich and set it on the counter to cool. Suddenly, life exploded in our busy household of 3 teenagers. An hour or so later, I went to the kitchen hungry enough to eat a table leg and discovered the sandwich and commented out loud that I had "forgotten" to eat it. While I was eating it, there was another interruption, and my recovered daughter came into the room and told me 'I've got it; you need to eat your lunch.' Music, sweet music :-)
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To the parent of the college student eating noodle dishes, google 'amino acids' and read about the essential 8 in particular and their role in brain health. The '8' can not be stored; they must be consumed daily.
If one is predisposed for eds and has a slipshod diet, look out. And, of course, many college students, active teenagers, new moms, busy adults, athletes, work-a-holics, etc etc. have incomplete nutrition.
I so identify with the 'forgot to eat' comment. 'Forgetting' is so common and yet can not be afforded by our predisposed kids. About a month ago, I 'forgot' to eat lunch one day. I had made a beautiful roast beef & cheddar toasted sandwhich and set it on the counter to cool. Suddenly, life exploded in our busy household of 3 teenagers. An hour or so later, I went to the kitchen hungry enough to eat a table leg and discovered the sandwich and commented out loud that I had "forgotten" to eat it. While I was eating it, there was another interruption, and my recovered daughter came into the room and told me 'I've got it; you need to eat your lunch.' Music, sweet music :-)
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June 10, 2009 - 6:31pmThis Comment
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