There’s nothing wrong with me. My hormones are okay, my thyroid’s okay, my blood is good, my cholesterol is good, etc. I do have some annoyances, but I told her that I felt any problems I was having was related to diet. She was a bit shocked.
I can’t handle sugar. My son can’t handle sugar. My grandfather found out he couldn’t handle sugar in the 1930’s so you better believe I know all about this.
What she said was interesting.
“You’d be surprised how rare it is that one of my patients is aware of this. If I even try to suggest their diet may be causing their problems, they get all up in arms.” I nodded. “I believe this will be the thing that shocks the next generation,” she added.
“What do you mean?”
“When we were kids, everyone smoked. Doctor’s smoked. They’d examine you, with a cigarette in their mouth,” she added, putting her fingers to her mouth as if she was holding a cig. “Remember that?”
“No one knew it was bad for you…and then we found out. Today people are shocked that people did not know smoking was bad for you. They can’t believe all these doctors smoked, right in their offices and in their exam rooms. I predict that food will be the next thing that shocks people. They aren’t going to believe how we ate in this era.”
“You’re probably right.”
“You just can’t put anything you want into your body, and think you body is going to be able to process it. All the fat, all the sugar, all the CAFFEINE. People eat all this junk and they’re depressed, and they’re angry, they’re sick. It’s ruining their life but they don’t believe you when you suggest it.”
This chat was inspiring to me. I’m going to fix my diet, the way my grandfather taught me to. Never mind what the rest of the Starbucks generation does.
Mars in Virgo power!
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