So, it’s October, the New Year is around the corner. For me, it’s a time when holiday invitations bring palatable dread. The temptation to overindulge is EVERYWHERE.
I have written about my ongoing battle with Type 2 Diabetes a little, but given the format that was a very condensed version of my story. I had abused my body by eating shitty most of my life, and the accumulative effect of that self-abuse lead me to have full-blown diabetes by the time I was 38.
There are a lot of people who have Type 2 Diabetes that don’t know it. Those particularly at risk tend to be low-income folk that might not have healthcare benefits. Or who have insurance, but don’t get regular check ups.
Over the past few years, as I’ve made the transition from duly employed office monkey to my pleasant but inconsistent life as a beginning freelance MT I haven’t had health insurance.
I generally consider myself to be a healthy eater, but since May my habits haven’t been the best. As a consequence, I began to feel ‘heavy’ inside, with an ever so slight malaise. Also, I started feeling a light tingly to the skin, reminiscent to the electric shocks I felt from the neuropathy I suffered through when my symptoms were at their worst. (Like swimming in a swimming pool in Palm Springs at noon, it just didn’t feel good.)
I decided to go get a check up. I signed up for MediCal (the state of California’s version of Medicaid) and had a long overdue physical. A few days after my blood work came back. My blood sugar, that I thought I had under control, was now at around 400 mg/dl.
The normal range should be 70-100 mg/dl, or around 135-140 mg/dl after a meal.
I had BBQ sauce for blood.
Another downer, not helped by the high blood sugar at all, was my testosterone count was below 300. Which for a man’s health can be a very bad thing.
So, for the second time in my life, I have had to make the choice between eating empty calories (Whole apple pies before going to bed…), or eating for my health.
I spent a good half hour of shaming myself for being a dumbass. Then I went downstairs and cleared out my cupbaords of carbs. Crackers, flour for making baked goods, anything sweet and unnecessary, all gone.
For this last week, I have been weaning myself off the taste for carbs and sugar. All my meals have been low carb, and I only eat when I’m truly hungry. I drink plain water, unsweetened green tea and coffee, and water with citrus, vanilla and/or rose.
The past 5 days have been a mixture of heaven and hell for me. Already my body has been adjusting to this new way of eating. The main thing I notice is that the flavor in my food, like the subtle sweetness of lemon, mushrooms and salad greens are far more pronounced. With eating a breakfast full of fat I have less hunger by the afternoon that if I had a high carb breakfast. This morning I had an egg fried in brown butter, a side of mushrooms, red bell pepper, and a wedge of sharp cheddar cheese served on a 6 inch salad plate.
Everyone is different in their nutritional needs, for me I feel healthiest when I eat moderate amounts of red meat and pork, and foods like whole yoghurt and butter, nut butters without additives, garlic and onions, and green leafy veggies, bell peppers, beans, low sugar fruit like berries, and mushrooms.
For whatever reason, I have never been big on most fish, and I only eat chicken if it’s prepared by someone else, and will go for the fattier portions even then. My body thrives on healthy fatty food. So I’m eating a modified low carb cross between the Keto and Paleo diets.
So yeah, day six and I feel much better. But this isn’t a passing phase, this is my life now. As is my current focus on massage therapy and writing.
So as I finish up this post I wish you the best in your own journey to health, through diet, relaxation and massage! Hopefully my experience will help you somehow! Food is fuel!
Thanks for reading!
B.C., The Humble MT