I am still taking lithium as part of my bipolar treatment. I've gained over 15 pounds now. I’ve gone from a size 14 – 16, to 20 and possibly larger. I had become so confident with my body in the past few years so I lament. Changing or starting a medication can change your life. I’m not talking about the “oh my life is so much better” kind of change either. The extra weight is enough, but there are other things too.
On the second day of treatment I urgently needed salt. We were low on snacks so I grabbed some microwave popcorn, with butter of course. As I started in, I immediately noticed something about the butter flavor. I thought it had possibly spoiled so I got up and checked the expiration date. It was fine. Although I wasn’t enjoying it, I continued to eat it deciding the salt was more important than the unpleasant flavor.
Then, the more often I had butter the more I was sure that it actually was the butter and not something else. I can smell it too. This change in flavor and smell is like the flavor is not even flavor at all. More like it’s a "thing".
There were other foods that helped convince me beyond denial that it was butter also. I like to binge on Albertson’s chocolate chip cookies. They do not have the unpleasant butter “flavor”. The chocolate chip cookies from Winco do have the evil “flavor”.
I can no longer eat butter. I am still in disbelief. I am reminded when there is toast on the table. Often when my husband cooks I have to ask if there’s butter in the food.
My last hope is real butter. Yes, my entire home experience has been with what is referred to as butter spreads. So, maybe there is hope.
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