Oh yeah, they've been stable for years. They still take a fuckton of meds/supplements (occasionally we've been able to remove one, but just as often we try and symptoms start coming back, so the med goes back in rotation) but they handle all that themselves--filling their own weekly pill organizers, able to explain what each pill does and why they take it, etc.
The cooking, for me, is routine by now, and involves things like "once a week I cook a 7-9 lb. brisket and just put the whole thing cut up in the fridge so there's always meat for lunches and nights when I can't manage to cook." I admit I don't bother as much anymore with the more labor-intensive things like hamburger buns and salad dressings--I still will sometimes, we're just more likely to eat things like pork chops or chicken thighs that I can just pop in the oven with minimal prep. I keep a permanent stock of frozen fruits and vegetables in case I fail to keep up with the fresh options.
As far as the kids, they are both fully on board, conceptually, with their diet, and honestly intend to eat the right stuff when they're on their own. I've been very clear that once they're 18 their choices are their own, and it's not my job to tell them what to do anymore. And I'm not really worried about the college years, because cafeterias have gotten way better since allergies became a generation-wide issue, and there will always be a salad bar and fruit available. The real test will be once they have to start cooking for themselves. They've been responsible for cooking two of their staple foods (lamb meatballs and coconut flour muffins, which they both eat every day) for about 5 years now, and they're good at it, but neither one of them enjoys cooking. Minifobette actively hates it. But even then, I don't think she'll cave to fast food or anything like that, she'll just choose to live off nothing but frozen peas and blueberries.
I worry a little about them getting into relationships with people who don't eat well, because Minifob especially is a people-pleaser and I can see him eating the wrong food not because he wants to, but because someone he cares about is pressuring him to--but then again, I'm also pretty confident that same person would break up with him once they saw the full force of what he's like, emotionally, on those foods, even if they walked away never believing it was the foods causing it.
Long story short, everything got slowly easier as we honed in on what worked for them, and now it's not hard at all beyond normal teenage stuff--which in itself is never easy, but it's at least readily identifiable. 
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