The purpose of this blog is soley to help even possibly just one diabetic out there that might see it and benefit. I did not intend for people who know me to see it (unless they fit that description or someone who does finds it through them) or use it as a means to keep family or friends updated on my health or opinions.
Ideally, all my family and descendants would see it and adopt the philosophy of eating real food in simple form and rely upon and respect their wonderful gift of appetite, but I do not realistically hold my breath for that. Nevertheless, for those who would, here is a record of it.
Unfortunately, most who read do it quickly and cursorily and come away with stereotypic false impressions lacking in understanding of the basics. But if you read the whole thing, it is pretty clear, I think.
The result of adopting it is a feeling of super well-being, strength and energy of youth.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Spring
I have gone on about how much more I enjoy Fall than any other season but the last few days, I have had Spring taking me back and doing things for me that although quite different, were every bit as powerful as the things Fall does.
I have been getting back onto the wagon. Getting used to eating real and wholesome food again, after a poverty-stricken, cold (us, not the weather particularly), hectic Winter. Meanwhile, as of January, I could no longer get Humalog from Canada without a prescription, so I put up $1,300 for a doctor visit and blood work, which I felt was pretty unnecessary since I already knew my A1C and could just tell them what they needed to know, and anyway, just give me some Humalog and then let's talk about it.
But the doctor said it made no sense to be taking one or two units per meal of Humalog and he put me on 500 mg Metformin twice daily and 8 units Lantus once daily.
This seemed to make a difference but it did not keep me from spiking above 400 from just an ordinary low-carb meal typical of an American (not typical of me though). I asked them to order Humalog to survive while we figured things out and they readily agreed. But I was unable to get some right away, and then I decided instead to try doubling my glucofage. In fact, I 1.5'd it, taking two tabs 3 times per day for a total daily dose of 3,000 mg. Tends to give me heartburn and feel strange, but it did prove effective. My sugars are running normal again, like around 100. I don't know how much the Lantus is helping because I upped it a little also, taking 10-12 units instead of 8. Kind of nice to deal less with needles so much after all these years. Not nice to have to regularly eat so I can regularly eat a pill however. I will probably cut back to 4 instead of 6, and eventually, none, as before. Hopefully, I can quit the Lantus and needles altogether, real soon. So anyway, I guess I am not totally Type I after all, or not anymore, whichever it is. God is good; I leave it to Him to take an interest in all the details and why's and wherefore's.
So that's my medical update, now back to food:
Sometimes you have perfect meals, abounding in flavor and satisfaction, perfect in amount and satisfaction and a feeling of super well-being afterward; other times, you have them wierd where you can't get what you feel like having so you sit there and eat a bunch of different things that don't go well together and are not what you wanted. It leaves you feeling average or worse and your sugar high, and most often, it tends to make the meal last too long, resulting in the ill effects that always does.
This morning, I didn't feel like eating, after all the glucofage and heartburn, etc. Just felt like having a rest. By and by, however, I had a perfect meal as described above. Started to realize what I wanted, and lo and behold we had it on hand.
I had baked to perfection (the other night), thin slices (not too thin) of Winter squash (of some sort), individually wrapped in foil. I had not enjoyed them the other night, but this morning, they hit the spot when I had them cold along with some toasted laver (sea vegetable). I discovered that this variety of squash and its preparation were far best enjoyed if eaten plain - no butter or oils. I also had some pecans after that. Then I had a tuna fish sandwich on toasted Ezekial bread with non-junk mayo and good ol' iceburg lettuce. Followed up with some dried mozerella.
We also have some pure licorice tea on hand (new to me), and I cannot say enough about how amaranth has shaken my world for good.
I have been getting back onto the wagon. Getting used to eating real and wholesome food again, after a poverty-stricken, cold (us, not the weather particularly), hectic Winter. Meanwhile, as of January, I could no longer get Humalog from Canada without a prescription, so I put up $1,300 for a doctor visit and blood work, which I felt was pretty unnecessary since I already knew my A1C and could just tell them what they needed to know, and anyway, just give me some Humalog and then let's talk about it.
But the doctor said it made no sense to be taking one or two units per meal of Humalog and he put me on 500 mg Metformin twice daily and 8 units Lantus once daily.
This seemed to make a difference but it did not keep me from spiking above 400 from just an ordinary low-carb meal typical of an American (not typical of me though). I asked them to order Humalog to survive while we figured things out and they readily agreed. But I was unable to get some right away, and then I decided instead to try doubling my glucofage. In fact, I 1.5'd it, taking two tabs 3 times per day for a total daily dose of 3,000 mg. Tends to give me heartburn and feel strange, but it did prove effective. My sugars are running normal again, like around 100. I don't know how much the Lantus is helping because I upped it a little also, taking 10-12 units instead of 8. Kind of nice to deal less with needles so much after all these years. Not nice to have to regularly eat so I can regularly eat a pill however. I will probably cut back to 4 instead of 6, and eventually, none, as before. Hopefully, I can quit the Lantus and needles altogether, real soon. So anyway, I guess I am not totally Type I after all, or not anymore, whichever it is. God is good; I leave it to Him to take an interest in all the details and why's and wherefore's.
So that's my medical update, now back to food:
Sometimes you have perfect meals, abounding in flavor and satisfaction, perfect in amount and satisfaction and a feeling of super well-being afterward; other times, you have them wierd where you can't get what you feel like having so you sit there and eat a bunch of different things that don't go well together and are not what you wanted. It leaves you feeling average or worse and your sugar high, and most often, it tends to make the meal last too long, resulting in the ill effects that always does.
This morning, I didn't feel like eating, after all the glucofage and heartburn, etc. Just felt like having a rest. By and by, however, I had a perfect meal as described above. Started to realize what I wanted, and lo and behold we had it on hand.
I had baked to perfection (the other night), thin slices (not too thin) of Winter squash (of some sort), individually wrapped in foil. I had not enjoyed them the other night, but this morning, they hit the spot when I had them cold along with some toasted laver (sea vegetable). I discovered that this variety of squash and its preparation were far best enjoyed if eaten plain - no butter or oils. I also had some pecans after that. Then I had a tuna fish sandwich on toasted Ezekial bread with non-junk mayo and good ol' iceburg lettuce. Followed up with some dried mozerella.
We also have some pure licorice tea on hand (new to me), and I cannot say enough about how amaranth has shaken my world for good.
Friday, January 28, 2011
The Need to be Baptized
Some think we are merely phenomena, not actually real human beings, yet here we are with all of our powers and wonders and emotion.
We are souls. We have spirits not just chemicals.
Satan would destroy us. We must be baptized. Then we can be safe and happy.
Through baptism, we commit to our Heavenly Father, to trust and obey him always. When we make such a commitment through such an ordinance, he lets us know how it pleases him, which fills us with joy and peace.
By being baptized, we enter into a life filled with fresh morning sunshine and golden afternoon sunshine and glorious firey evening sunshine. We obey God, and always try to repent so we can always have this sunshine and happy, happy memories, and never have to worry or be afraid. Not afraid of life, not afraid of getting old, or death, and not afraid of people, pollution, crime, governance or hell.
Someone who listens to me with just ears will think this is all ideas but it is not. It is force and reaction experienced, it is observed law.
We are souls. We have spirits not just chemicals.
Satan would destroy us. We must be baptized. Then we can be safe and happy.
Through baptism, we commit to our Heavenly Father, to trust and obey him always. When we make such a commitment through such an ordinance, he lets us know how it pleases him, which fills us with joy and peace.
By being baptized, we enter into a life filled with fresh morning sunshine and golden afternoon sunshine and glorious firey evening sunshine. We obey God, and always try to repent so we can always have this sunshine and happy, happy memories, and never have to worry or be afraid. Not afraid of life, not afraid of getting old, or death, and not afraid of people, pollution, crime, governance or hell.
Someone who listens to me with just ears will think this is all ideas but it is not. It is force and reaction experienced, it is observed law.
Health Insurance Companies and the Suitors to Fight Your Battles
Got my hand munched hard by a dog today. Never have I been bit so hard (been bit many times). I relived the sensation of it all day. Very discomfitting. Felt like (to a small degree) what it looked like the girl in JAWS opening scene experienced. Have two fairly deep fang punctures on each side (front and back) of my right hand. Lots of pain. Very tender and stiff for an hour, could not move it at first. He pinched some nerves and a tendon too. He is a rescued dog whose owner is a high school coach and a good man who doesn't need or deserve a lawyer on his case. Nor do I need a bloated government to protect me from such hazards, thank you. I am not afraid of dogs because I am not afraid of bites, not because I don't think they will bite. To have freedom (which is our primary condition on earth), you must allow there will be hazards and some bad people doing mean things. Socialists who want to make a utopia by force (ring a bell? Satan?) and legislation don't see this. They make laws in their effort that mainly end up punishing the innocent on a technicality and by sheer weight, fueled by hysteria and just plain folks with nothing better to do.
What are the dogs? Mr. Obama sees the health insurance companies, some see guns, some see school bullies.
I am a liberal. I don't need a government that is. downsize it. repeal. (repeal obamaCare)
What are the dogs? Mr. Obama sees the health insurance companies, some see guns, some see school bullies.
I am a liberal. I don't need a government that is. downsize it. repeal. (repeal obamaCare)
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Control vs. Freedom
It struck me last night, the similarity between Satan's plan to constrain each child of God back to His presence - not one soul lost, and current industry zero accident policies. Safety First - We hear a lot about it as engineers these days. The twisted idea is, if any accident occurs, it could have been prevented and we will make a new rule to make sure it doesn't happen again. So men are no longer allowed to work, bend over or lift or cut without intensive training, monitoring, paperwork and special equipment. Picture what I'm talking about: Only being allowed to use a box cutter if it has training wheels....using a hand truck or dolley that climbs stairs by its own power.....5 safety observers standing around an open (electrical!!-Oh!!) copy machine while a single Xerox repairman works.
Government and other big institutions are trying to take away pain, sweat, accidents, hate, violence with laws, rules and paperwork. They are in the business of making the world idiot-proof so that talents, common sense and skill will no longer be necessary. Hey- it creates jobs. Too bad they are not real jobs though.
And while they are making Americans into plump, soft gumptionless pets that are used to being taken care of, they are creating more jobs researching and inventing artificial ways to make the pets' healthy since they no longer strive, venture or endure.
The basic purpose of mortality is to live free. God never in the least controls a mortal individual - why do mortals feel such a need to so do? Simple: That's Satan's main game. He wants to control and the more people he can get hooked on this vice along with him, the better. That is why we have lawsuits, a surplus of laws, a big government, and a government that wants to expand into every business there is or could be. They ain't satisfied running the post office. Must control....must control everyone....must control everyone in all they do.
Now here's another parallel to let you understand what freedom requires. I am not afraid of dogs, not because I don't think they will bite me but because I know dogs, I know how to handle them and protect myself to an extent, and beyond that (and this is key), I DO NOT CARE IF THEY BITE ME. I am not afraid of dogs because I am not afraid of bites. Similarly, if you want freedom, you must accept that there will be bad people.
Now, which do you prefer? Absolute control, no freedom, and no bad guys to hurt you, or do you want freedom, and a life strewn with hazards for you to look out for?
Government and other big institutions are trying to take away pain, sweat, accidents, hate, violence with laws, rules and paperwork. They are in the business of making the world idiot-proof so that talents, common sense and skill will no longer be necessary. Hey- it creates jobs. Too bad they are not real jobs though.
And while they are making Americans into plump, soft gumptionless pets that are used to being taken care of, they are creating more jobs researching and inventing artificial ways to make the pets' healthy since they no longer strive, venture or endure.
The basic purpose of mortality is to live free. God never in the least controls a mortal individual - why do mortals feel such a need to so do? Simple: That's Satan's main game. He wants to control and the more people he can get hooked on this vice along with him, the better. That is why we have lawsuits, a surplus of laws, a big government, and a government that wants to expand into every business there is or could be. They ain't satisfied running the post office. Must control....must control everyone....must control everyone in all they do.
Now here's another parallel to let you understand what freedom requires. I am not afraid of dogs, not because I don't think they will bite me but because I know dogs, I know how to handle them and protect myself to an extent, and beyond that (and this is key), I DO NOT CARE IF THEY BITE ME. I am not afraid of dogs because I am not afraid of bites. Similarly, if you want freedom, you must accept that there will be bad people.
Now, which do you prefer? Absolute control, no freedom, and no bad guys to hurt you, or do you want freedom, and a life strewn with hazards for you to look out for?
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Latest Dish
Don't waste your money on Kashi when you can enjoy cheap yet superior flavor:
Roughly equal parts spelt, barley, millet and amaranth. Soak and sprout to some degree the spelt and the barley. Soak and let come alive to a lesser degree, the millet and amaranth, such that freshness and bright yellow color are not lost. This can be soaking the former 2 only an hour and the latter not at all. Now steam them in the rice cooker.
Serve with fresh, sliced cranberries and milk.
Don't forget to forsake the sugar, which ruins it. And ruins you.
Roughly equal parts spelt, barley, millet and amaranth. Soak and sprout to some degree the spelt and the barley. Soak and let come alive to a lesser degree, the millet and amaranth, such that freshness and bright yellow color are not lost. This can be soaking the former 2 only an hour and the latter not at all. Now steam them in the rice cooker.
Serve with fresh, sliced cranberries and milk.
Don't forget to forsake the sugar, which ruins it. And ruins you.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Positive and Negative
There is the positive aspect of eating wherein one is concerned about obtaining quality essential nutrients, and the negative wherein the concern is about abstaining from harmful substances.
The latter tends to be talked and worried about more than the former. The former is of greater importance than the latter, yet too little attention to the latter can prevent attention to or appetite for the former.
The latter tends to be talked and worried about more than the former. The former is of greater importance than the latter, yet too little attention to the latter can prevent attention to or appetite for the former.
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