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Where Art Thou, Beanie?

I don’t even know when the last time I posted was.  I know I can check, but it doesn’t really matter.  It’s been a long time, and for that – I’m sorry.

It’s been crazy for Cody and I.  We finally got possession of our new house – it’s fantastic!  Living with a roommate was… interesting.  Not something married people should generally do, I’m sure.  Definitely not something that I am going to be doing again anytime soon. 

I think the biggest struggle was having to share a kitchen.  We didn’t have the opportunity to cook much while living with our friend.  His girlfriend was over most of the time and instantly claimed the kitchen.  When that wasn’t the issue, there were the excuses of being tired, the issue of our friend having weird working hours and not wanting to disturb him while he was sleeping, or a thousand other “reasons”.  It wasn’t good but I can’t change what happened.  I can only change how we move forward.

I was so excited when we saw our kitchen. It is stunning and I’m not just saying that cause it’s my kitchen.  We have dark brown cabinets with a marbled brown countertop and stainless steel appliances.  It looks like a model kitchen.  We picked the colors and appliances (and by “we”, I mean “I” and Cody just nodded his approval of my choices).  I decided that the first meal I wanted to cook – or the meal I was most looking forward to – was baked chicken, potatoes, and corn.  We didn’t get to have that yet.

Our friends helped us move – so we repaid them in pizza and beer.  Then a heat wave hit, which wouldn’t be a problem… but we don’t have AC.  Our bad eating and fast food addiction continued on….

But the heat wave broke 2 days ago.  And we had central air installed yesterday.  No. More. Excuses!

Onward and upward, my friends.



Let’s Start Again

I hate breakfast.  Well, that’s not entirely true.  I don’t do well trying to eat breakfast.  Normally, I’d have yogurt with some raspberries and granola – always seemed “better”… I mean, I could get a bagel, eat half a pound of bacon, or fill up on chocolate.  I see now that my “parfait” was pretty carb-heavy, considering.

I went to my first appointment with Dr. Poon yesterday.  I was given a sample menu and everything, LITERALLY, had eggs incorporated into the breakfast!  I HATE EGGS.  Loathe, despise, even fear (…fear might be a slight eggaggeration. ha!).  I can cook with eggs, but I don’t eat them on their own.  One of the “suggestions” for breakfast was cooking an egg white and using it as a wrap for some protein.  I actually read it and cringed – I kid you not.

Anyway, Cody was going to the store the store last night to grab some things for me to make it though Day 1 successfully – and I realized that I had NO IDEA what I was going to eat.  After a lot of thought and research, I decided I’d eat some low sodium turkey bacon and mushrooms.  Well, that was an hour ago and I am convinced I’m starving.  Let’s face it – though I can eat bacon on this diet, I can’t eat a lot.  So I didn’t eat a lot and now I’m lost, trying to figure out what to munch on.

I’m going to be visiting the Ontario Nutrition Store (http://ontarionutrition.ca/) very soon.  There are a couple of things that might make breakfast a lot easier for me.  I am also realizing that eating healthier is going to be expensive!  I’m hoping it’ll balance out with the lack of fast food I’ll be eating – which was much more often than I’d like to admit.

So back to the appointment:  First, I met with a nurse who was so super nice.  She took a measurement of my neck (not sure why, but alright – painless).  My height was taken – 5′ 4.5″ (I lost half an inch?  Why couldn’t it have been from my waist instead??).  Then my weight – which I’ll keep to myself for the time being.  Let’s just say that it’s a high number, but still lower than it used to be, which is nice.  My BMI is so freaking high and my body fat percentage was a little disturbing!  Griping and sad realizations aside, I’m moving forward.  I have a goal to meet, and I intend to do just that.

I then met Dr. Poon – who was blunt but very nice.  He seemed to think I’d be successful, but that I needed to know it was going to be work – HARD work – and a lifetime commitment   We briefly went over the plan:  eat as much lean protein as you want, all the green leafy veggies you want, all the egg whites you want, even all the Jell-O Light you want.  You can eat some other veggies – cool – but there’s a limit.  Everything else is pretty much off-limits:  milk, root vegetables, fruits – but for Phase 1 only (a hopefully 2 week only period)  I was concerned because I take Diamicron, which causes my sugar to be stabilized after eating half a bag of chips, but with no carbs, I’ll bottom out.  So the plan for me will be to still have very little carbs, but test before eating and if I’m under 7, don’t take the Diamicron.  Everything else will be the same.  Sounds restrictive – but I need that right now.  I need this to restart my system.

Next, I went to have my metabolism testing.  My results showed that my metabolism is faster than normal – which is a good thing.  Essentially, if I eat the way the good doctor wants me to and I incorporate some exercise, I should lose weight at a good pace.  Fingers crossed, knock on wood, scratch your head.

At the end of the day, I was exhausted and had a very good “Farewell Bad Food” meal.  This morning I woke up and started to cook the turkey bacon on my George Foreman grill and I was so tempted to finish the last english muffin we have sitting on the toaster.  But I didn’t!  I cooked the bacon (it was surprisingly tasty.. though I’m not entirely sure it’s allowed on the diet.) and had a side of mushrooms.  Now, I’m making a tea and telling myself that my salad with tuna for lunch will be great!  Even if croutons are not included.

“This one step – choosing a goal and sticking to it – changes everything.” — Scott Reed


beanie, Meet the Metabolic Diet

I was laying in bed unable to fall asleep… again.  I was thinking about my baby drama (see my other blog:  Baby Brain…Sans Baby) and how I was going to make this year different from last year.  And I had a light bulb moment:  Dr. Poon.

(If you ever get the chance, check out his website http://www.poondiet.com.)

I’d first heard of Dr. Poon from one of my ex co-workers.  He’d seen Dr. Poon and while he lost weight, he did not like the way the doctor addressed him and had implied that his 4lbs weight loss in a week was insufficient.   I then had seen my family physician last year who said that if I wanted help in trying to lose weight, then he’d be able to refer me to Dr. Poon, who had great success in helping people lose weight and keep it off. I told my GP that I’d hear Dr. Poon was “tough” and my doctor bluntly told me that sometimes that’s what you need.  I was still in denial that my diabetes was mainly due to poor eating habits, so I told him I’d think about it – and I walked out and let the idea of being referred over fly away in the wind.

The next morning, I got on my computer and started researching the Metabolic Diet and the doctor.  I read blog entries from those who had been on (and still were on) the diet.  I joined the Dr. Poon Facebook group.  I determined to myself (and later to my husband) that this was going to be something I was going to do, it was going to help, and I was going to stick with it.  My husband didn’t seem entirely convinced that I’d go through with it, and to admit – I wasn’t entirely sure I was going to either.

Maybe a lot of it had to do with me thinking that Cody didn’t think I’d follow through.  Maybe it had even more to do with the fact that I’m sure no one believes I’ll be with the diet or the doctor for very long.  But this week, I told Cody I was going to make an appointment with my doctor so that I could be referred to Dr. Poon.  I am proud to say, readers, that I made the appointment with my GP, and I went (there were a few times that I tried to talk myself out of it!).  I updated him on my current medications; I updated him on my fertility issues; finally, I asked for a referral to Dr. Poon.

I came home and not even 2 hours later, I received a call from the Metabolic Clinic.  I’ll be walking through their doors on Jan 30th at 2PM.

I honestly believe that this will be a push in the right direction.  Not only will I look better, but I’ll feel better and my health issues will be alleviated a little (no – I am not expecting any miracles!).  I hope the meeting goes well and that I can connect with a doctor at the clinic.

“A dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination; and hard work.”  Colin Powell

It’s going to be anything but easy.  But it’s the first step of many more to come.




Patience is a Virtue…

… but so is Temperance, and I clearly struggle with that too.

I’m going to put all of my positive “Rah-Rah” sentences away for most of this post.  Yes, I know it’s only day 2.

I’ve just tested my blood sugar levels and they are at 16 (I’m in Canada so the readings are different than in the US, but it looks like it is about 280).  My reading should be between 7 and 10, so you can see it’s much too high.  Now, there are a couple of reasons as to why this is happening: 1) It hasn’t been a full 2 hours since I’ve eaten and 2) My body might still be trying to get used to the medications.  Since I’m reacting to the medications as well, this causes elevated levels.

So maybe I just need to stop being dramatic and calm down.

Honestly, though, this is the kind of thing that just gets me so frustrated about trying to control my diabetes.  I don’t know what the root cause to my current high reading is so it’s hard to figure out what I need to change or modify.

Not to mention – the holidays are coming up.  How can I even begin to try to manage this disease with the abundance of food floating around.  I know, I know – will power; picture my end result; remember my goals; etc.

But, I love apple pie.

I love being able to look at husband more.  I love being able to paint all 10 of my toes, instead of 9.  I love not having to take 3 or more needles a day.  So, apple pie, this might be goodbye as well.

I know that I will need to give myself some allowances and not be so hard on myself all of the time.  This is hard for me since I have a poor self-esteem.  And also because, admittedly, I am weak.  If I let myself have a slice of apple pie on Saturday, I will want one on Sunday as well.  And, well, if I’m going to eat pie on Sunday, what would a little ice cream on the side hurt (besides EVERYTHING).  And so on and so on.  I can make excuses really easily for myself.  I give up on things fairly easy as well.  So I DO need to be strict.  I do need to cut things out of my diet.  And I do need to muster up some confidence, some courage, some will power, and some determination.  I have the determination… but a little more can’t hurt.

So as I say goodbye to apple pie, there are a few other food-flings I need to call it off with:

  • Baked goods
  • Cheezies (oh, I might miss you the most!)
  • Chocolate bars (not that I eat them often.. I just shouldn’t eat them)
  • Crackers (I have a weird love for crackers and cheese whiz)
  • McDonalds, Wendy’s – fast foodies in general
  • Poutine – my deepest love :(

I am a realist, so I know there might be a time or two when fast food is the only option I have.  But there are ways to make it a little better… order chicken instead of a burger.  Don’t get fries with it.  Go to Subway or Harveys instead of McD’s.  I also know that I am not going to sit and eat celery sticks as a snack.  Celery is ok and all, but I’ll rebound so fast it’ll be disgusting.

I also might opt to bake the desserts for holiday get-togethers.  I know what you’re thinking:  this is a sure-fire way to make sure I’m going to get a piece of whatever I bake.  It’s actually the opposite.  I research recipes all the time and look for healthier versions of things (like brownies – apparently you can make them with sour cream!).  Let me tell you:  the minute I bake something with cream cheese, sour cream, condensed milk etc. I DO NOT WANT IT.  I get grossed out by certain ingredients and will not eat what I’ve baked.  It’s a pretty good tactic, actually.  Also, if I’m baking something for an event, presentation means a lot to me, so I won’t sneak any of what I’ve made.  Bringing the dessert also means it won’t be in my house and I don’t have to open the fridge and see it every day, calling for me.

As frustrated as I am with my current reading, I am not going to let it break me.  Especially on day 2!  I’m going to calm myself down (since stress will raise my sugar levels), read a book and make sure I eat a low carb lunch.  One day at a time, right?  Not all days will be perfect, but I can try my hardest to make it perfect.

“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.

Harriet Tubman

I don’t have any great plans to change the world.  Just mine.

Fighting my fight today and tomorrow,