I changed my diet on April 28th, 2019. I’m loosely following a Paleo diet and so far I’ve lost forty-two pounds. As you start to get older, it’s not even about being skinny anymore, it’s all about trying to avoid disaster. My friends sometimes wonder why I’m so persistant with my diet and weight loss.
Well, let me explain my story…
My parents had a horrible diet. I say had, because they are no longer with us.
I remember visiting them, opening their deep freezer and peering down into its depths in shock. Piles and piles of Eggo waffles were crammed into it. I’d never seen so many fucking Eggos in one place.
I turned toward my mother and said, “holy shit, whose Eggo waffles are these?”
She raised her eyebrows. “Oh, those are your Dad’s.”
Between them they both consumed a cocktail of about twenty different medications for a multitude of different conditions. Diabetes, osteoarthritis, arthritis, thyroid, cholesterol, high blood pressure, Parkensons, dementia, depression, stroke and seizures. I mean, both of them were the poster children for disease.
My Mom and Dad kept saying, “I wish I didn’t have to take so many pills.”
Yeah, no shit…
It kind of pisses me off, because many of these diseases are diet related. The Doctor who prescribed all their medications, why couldn’t he tell them to stop eating crap? I lost both of my parents far too early.
Their health scared me really badly. I did not want to go down that same road.
My blood pressure started to get a little concerning so I changed my diet and now it has returned to normal. I’m feeling a lot better and I’m not on any pills. I don’t want to be sick and I’m willing to do anything to avoid that same fate.
Pharma pills and processed foods are deadly. DEADLY! It freakin’ bothers me every single day.
It’s sad. Life did not end well for either one of my parents and it was really painful to watch. I can’t forget what happened to them.
When my mother died in agony right in front of me and I had to watch her being taken away in a body bag, a piece of me died that day too.
Yes, I know there are no guarantees in life, but there’s no doubt about it. Food is medicine or poison. It can heal you, or it can destroy you.
It’s definitely something to think about.