I thought I was taking care of myself.
My father had Diabetes Type 2.
For years I felt guilty about my sweet tooth and hoped my genes had not gotten me yet.
I kept asking the doctor if I had diabetes.
That was my version of taking care of myself.
Why not just stop it with the gobbling down of sugar?
Why wait until I had Diabetes to smarten up?
Now…I find out that sugar is cancer fertilizer among other things.
I’ve known for a few years, at least, I’ve know it intellectually, that sugar compromises the immune system, but intellectual knowledge was not enough to get me to totally stop the sugary foods, cold turkey.
Some people go out and get buried by avalanches while doing risky things on skis. I’m not positively impressed with that behaviour.
But who am I to point a finger at them while I sit here eating a Tim Horton’s Dutchie?
Then I ate a Bounty Bar as a source of coconut in order to stop the diarrhoea that is making me stay close to the facilities. I admit I did need to get something fast when I latched onto that Bounty Bar.
To my credit, I actually bought some unsweetened dessicated coconut yesterday. Now, to come up with a tasty, low glycemic way to eat it next time I get the runs.
What is it with us humans that we go around tempting fate in so many ways?
So why am I on about sugar?
I was reading Suzanne Somers “Knockout” and Dr. Nicholas Gonzales says that the sugar we are taking in is creating fatty infiltration of the liver. The liver converts it to triglycerides, a form of storable fat.
So, I suppose, the more sugar we eat, the more fat our liver gets stuck with storing…up to a point! I suspect that a fat liver is no more effective at what it is supposed to be doing, than a fat marathon runner is at winning races.
Something is going to give. And not something desirable, either.
Doctors are notoriously fascinated with the heart which provides them with all sorts of excitement and amusement. The liver doesn’t do anything obvious like beating, or stopping dramatically, so it doesn’t really get their attention, or respect.
To find out how this crack in our sickness care works, check out: Dr. Sandra Cabot’s site,where the case of Dr. Thomas Eanelli, an afflicted American doctor describes his search for information and treatment in the testimonials section.
If this lack of knowledge can happen to a doctor, it can happen to anyone using any fattening food…be it fat, or sugar.
To recover, the trick is to understand what is happening and act on your new knowledge.
To my shock, sugar can do in more than my pancreas and my immune system. It can take out my liver first with stored fat finally culminating in cirrhosis. And if that is not bad enough, it can cause cancer. or liver failure.
Cirrhosis is bad enough.
I’ve got to finish getting off sugar and eating lower on the Glycemic Index.
More about the ionic footbath in relation to My Incredible Shrinking Feet next time.
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