Monday, April 22, 2013
Last night I was reading a book to get me thinking and motivated about going back to no sugar. The health concerns I have are really constant now and I'm back up to weighing what I did when I was full-term pregnant with my younger kids. That was eye opening and I decided I had to get control.
This is life or death for me. I was down with pneumonia -- thus the reason from my previous post that I was feeling so rotten. A week and a half after that I was diagnosed with pneumonia. Well, even now I've still got to fully recover from it. But my physical symptoms of neuropathy in my hands and feet are now almost constant instead of a once in a while type of event. I do "normal" things like go to the grocery store or stand in the kitchen and cook a meal and my legs and back ache and my legs swell up. Yeah, so not cool.
I made a decision. I have to eliminate the sugar and bread in what I eat. I have to plan meals. I have to cook, no matter how much I don't feel like it or how tired I am. No more take out or drive through or late night cereal or cookies. Food, real food, for me.
I have done it before and I will do it again. My kids need me to do this. My husband needs me to do this. I NEED ME TO DO THIS. So, I spent a little more money and bought sausage. I bought cheese. If I can find bacon that is not $5 a pound I will get some. I do not want to go on another stupid medication and that is where I am headed, or worse. I've been on diabetes meds when I was pregnant. I don't want to go there again.
And I can see myself going there. I have two brothers with Type II Diabetes. My parents both developed Type II Diabetes. My Grandpa had it, too. I had gestational diabetes with all 3 of my kids and I know that diet makes all the difference. The tighter I was with my diet, the better I felt and the better my blood sugar was.
So, life or death situation here. I need to get my body moving and it needs fuel that helps it understand to use fat for fuel instead of dumping insulin for all the sugar.
I have a boatload of housework to do. I may be on my life or death eating plan, but the world still goes on.