DIETS are never voluntary. Eventually everyone has to become a slave to their body in one way or another. My sister weighs 350 pounds, and it’s the same level of effort required for her to walk to the bus stop as it is for me to do 55 miles on a bike. A course a *diet* would help but she has no discipline and I can’t stand having no energy and being freezing cold all the time.
It’s called defiance. Defiance of the doctors saying never to eat another slice of bread or bacon for the rest of your life. Defiance of evil empire trying to encourage dependence on drugs to lower your A1C. Defiance of a slow metabolism determined raise it. You’ll have to take this thing out of my cold dead hands. Don’t bother trying to run me over, either. The last one tried and FAILED in their assassination attempt.
I only got 44 miles on T-day - sustained wind was up above 25. Hard to even keep it straight up and down, let alone in a straight line.
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It's disgraceful that the US doesn't have universal healthcare.
And the system that we do have is ridiculously inefficient and expensive. It is designed primarily to extract as much money from sick people as possible. I remember when my brother died. Managing his end of life care was so maddening and it almost killed me. At one point I was getting 80 phone calls a day; I was working at the time and no boundaries were respected. Day and night they called me and basically yelled at me that I had to do this or that. The only reason it's like that is because everyone was lined up at the trough to get paid. None of them cared about my brother's suffering or mine for that matter. All that flap, hundreds of chiselers with their hands out, and he still died alone in a nursing home while I was at work (another rant I only got about a half a day off to deal with this mess). This is not about quality of life or death with dignity. It's about money and nothing more.
And the system that we do have is ridiculously inefficient and expensive. It is designed primarily to extract as much money from sick people as possible. I remember when my brother died. Managing his end of life care was so maddening and it almost killed me. At one point I was getting 80 phone calls a day; I was working at the time and no boundaries were respected. Day and night they called me and basically yelled at me that I had to do this or that. The only reason it's like that is because everyone was lined up at the trough to get paid. None of them cared about my brother's suffering or mine for that matter. All that flap, hundreds of chiselers with their hands out, and he still died alone in a nursing home while I was at work (another rant I only got about a half a day off to deal with this mess). This is not about quality of life or death with dignity. It's about money and nothing more.
It seems like we have the same doctor.
I'm not even supposed to eat any meat. Sodium is a no-no. I don't think I can keep it up forever.
My neighbor was cooking bacon and hash browns this morning. I could sure smell it.
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The amount of sodium I *have to* consume in the summer is absolutely incredible. Coming home every evening with my kit CAKED in salt….. can’t eat enough of it and still have to pop electrolyte tabs. 100 degrees and high humidity will do that.
The stress of dealing with my brother's death is what pushed me over the edge health wise. I worked at night already, which is terrible for your health. Then I was running around during the day trying to deal with the situation. Compounding it was my "family" that was harassing and criticizing me the whole time without any offer of assistance. I was already 35 pounds overweight and in the year after he died, which was stressful because of dealing with his estate and the a-holes I'm related to, I gained another 30 pounds. With it came diabetes, macular degeneration, and sky high blood pressure. I was going to clinics* for bare bones health care and paying a fortune for it. The whole time I had no health insurance.
*Clinics are where poor uninsured Americans go for health care. You wait 3-4 hours for a 10 minute consultation, and pay a nominal fee of about $125. The people that work in the clinics are horribly overworked but they are sincere about helping you.
*Clinics are where poor uninsured Americans go for health care. You wait 3-4 hours for a 10 minute consultation, and pay a nominal fee of about $125. The people that work in the clinics are horribly overworked but they are sincere about helping you.
Yup, genetic predisposition is the main driver of our health.
The problem is that government isn't infallible. After all, they get info from people just like the rest of citizens. Remember the government issued food pyramid of recommended daily diet published decades ago? We now know how flawed it was. Obesity rate went up in the US during those decades and a lot of people suffered from it. Although some act like it, people shouldn't be sheep.
I can relate to that stress level stuff too.
In 1984, when mom was diagnosed with cancer, me and my sisters and dad did "shift work" caring for her when she was at home, alternately going back into the hospital for stuff.
It's not easy caring for your mom, and watching her slowly deteriorate over the weeks, months...
And the arguments among us kids and pop, adds to the stress.
We all were going crazy for 4 months until that "last day".....July 29, 1984, she just celebrated her 57th birthday the week before.
In 2004, a good friend had an abdominal anneurism burst, and luckily I was nearby to tend to things.
Calling for the ambulance..
Overseeing medical attention..
Being made POA, handling legal matters, including a lawsuit for negligence/incompitance, which after 6 months fell through, lawyers suck, even supposed good ones. I think they get payoffs from the hospitals.
Because I know and saw the issues in that first (of many) hospitals with my own eyes.
The poor guy's organs were shutting down and they didn't know why after 10 hours in ER!
This care dragged out from Nov. 2004, till he passed in June 2006 - He compansated me nicely for it all, no family to contest things.
Nevertheless, it took a toll on me, my work schedule, I had to run a repair shop, generate income, my private life, and you name it.
And you wonder why sometimes I have little tolerence with some people...
Holy cow, didn't intend to derail the thread! Sometimes in the midst of all the joking around, it's easy to overlook the fact that everyone here is a real person fighting real battles. Fast Eddie, I hope it all work out well for you. 
And wg_ski, keep up the good work! I completely get it. You've gotta' get your licks in while you can.
Meanwhile I managed to make the entire trip back home without eating every molecule of cookie, pie and cake the relatives packed for us. It wasn't easy.
And wg_ski, keep up the good work! I completely get it. You've gotta' get your licks in while you can.
Meanwhile I managed to make the entire trip back home without eating every molecule of cookie, pie and cake the relatives packed for us. It wasn't easy.
Quitting the evils is always good, no matter what they are and how you manage it. Congrats to all who have.
I quit smoking tobacco cold turkey six months ago.
It was easy. I hated cigarettes. I felt so much better right away after quitting. I probably wouldn't be here if I hadn't quit. It was cigarettes that killed my brother. He died of cancer and congestive heart failure. He smoked literally until the day he died.
My doctor said if I can quit cigarettes cold turkey, then I can do anything. I'm trying to prove him right.
Thanks to all for the encouragement. I need it. Now eat some leftover turkey for me, because I can't!
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