So, I am still at it and after another Old Friend email (Thanks, Janice) I downloaded Eating Right 4 Your Type and saw that there is a reason why I no longer had acid reflux. The initial change of diet that I made, as you may remember, is that I gave up all grain, which was mainly wheat products. It turns out that this is the most important thing that I could have done for myself, because according to the author, that for people with my Type O blood, wheat is toxic. Ohhhhhh...really. This makes so much sense to me.
It turns out that people with my blood type are built for lots more protein than others, simply because we are outfitted with an abundance of stomach acid, which is there to help us metabolize that food source. Ohhhhhhh...I am eating more protein and have had no acid reflux, for which I was taking acid inhibitors, which caused my heart Pal-pi-tations. Ohhhhhhhhhh...
My hubby has the opposite blood type and can metabolize wheat and not so much meat but because we cut down on all of that stuff, he has not needed antiacids, either. Interesting.
This book is very interesting and has been another aha moment in this journey of mine. I discovered that I can have some rice and rye, if I want to, and they are grains that I have liked, forever. REAL rye bread is VERY concentrated and not that fluffy stuff from Orowheat, which contains...wheat. I also found Ezekial bread in Raley's organic freezer section and we'll see if I really even want it anymore.
A little sugar is not bad for me and I can have oatmeal again, which means that I can slow up on eggs, which were my only go-to for breakfast, for the past two and a half months. Mild ketosis is the name of the game for people with my blood type, which keeps the blood sugar in the right place. So much chemistry...
Now, I have to make sure that Rod eats his peanuts and peanut butter (he could eat it everyday) because for HIM, they are good...for me, bad. It is just quite remarkable, having begun this journey by giving up certain foods because a nutritionist said that I would feel better and now this other nutritionist is reinforcing why this lifestyle is actually right for me. I might never have had the courage to make the change, years ago, thinking that I could never give up sweets and bread but now I find that I do not feel deprived at all. I do have a problem with the demise of dairy and pork, now, but I will take things slow. The main point is that I am never hungry and feel better. I am slowly but surely beginning to shed the layer that has built up on my body, put there by a lifetime of bread, pasta, pizza and delicious home baked treats. Ai-yi-yi!
Of course, the book says that Type O people are built for lots of vigorous exercise and to that I laugh and acknowledge. I need to be out in the yard more and after vacationing with the family, I would love to swim more, but I can do this. I think that I know how, after all of these years of Having No Idea. I have always been a carnivore and now I know why. Rod has always like salads and now I know why. You should check out this book. It might save your life.
I thought that weight gain, steady and creeping, was just a part of getting older, especially for a woman of a certain age, who had weathered the exit from the hormone fueled life of The Fertile Years. It was just life and I had to get used to it. The problem was that since the time that I became pregnant with my firstborn, I was constantly reaching for antiacid tablets, especially at night. It got bad over the past 10 years and I took a acid reducing pill every night and still had flashes of acid reflux that would burn the hell out of my esophogus and cause me chest pain.
I had an episode, a couple of months ago, when after a couple of days of weird heart palpitations which made my heart skip beats, I got Rod to drive me to the local ER, afraid that I was having a heart attack. I was sent home after a battery of tests, assured that I did not have a heart attack but that my blood pressure was high, which was always the case when faced with the doctor or dentist. I did a follow-up visit with my Kaiser doctor and agreed to finally get treated for this high blood pressure and then come in for a fasting blood screening, which revealed high cholesterol, as well.
I did agree to begin taking cholesterol lowering meds, to help bring down the numbers but also, when faced with this news, decided to drop meat and eggs from my diet, eating pasta and bread, along with the heaps of veggies. I thought that I would have begun to lose weight but dropped only one pound, to my dismay, and still had reflux. I could not figure it out.
Enter an email from a friend, who was battling the same issues and who got radical, going on the Atkins diet. I thought it was pretty dangerous but remembering when Rod and I went on a modified Atkins years ago, losing weight, I did not let it go out of my realm of possibilites, especially because she had lowered her BP and cholesterol numbers without medication. Still...no veggies? I was skeptical.
When Rod went away for a train conference, a few weeks ago, I stumbled upon something that caught my attention and spoke to me. I found a dietary PHD who talked about the issues that keep people fat and feeling crappy and I thought that while Rod was gone, I could test out this theory. I would have to give up starchy foods, including corn and potatoes and SUGAR. Holy crap, what would I eat? Well, I would eat eggs, meat, cruciferous veggies and nuts while initially cutting out fruit, dairy and whole grains. I began the diet change and was pacing, staring down that bowl of grapes and lovely bread from the farmers market. It took three days for me to quit feeling deprived and when Rod came home, I told him what I was doing, telling him that I had no intention of keeping him from anything. I realized that what the dietician was saying made sense, that sugar and things in processed foods are addictive and industry knows this, getting us to buy and consume more and more, while telling us that the low fat something or other will help us shed pounds. BS.
My clothes are looser and I am losing weight. I no longer miss sugary cereal or bread or pasta or pizza. One other thing that I discovered was that there was a study which pointed out that the medication that I was taking, to cut the acid that fired up my esophogus at night, could cause...Heart Palpitations. You know what? Since dumping sugar, flour, corn and potatoes from my diet, I no longer have acid reflux. NONE. Coincidence? I don't think so, because Rod, who is dragged along on this journey, is no longer taking the Zantac. Hmmm...
So, the big test will be the blood tests. I asked my doctor to take me off of Lipitor, because since beginning the medication, I have been having terrible muscle tightening back pain. It was so hard to work and I was worried that it was either the meds or that I suddenly was going down hill, for some reason. The telling thing is that I got off of the meds for two days, when Rod was gone, not being able to remember it at dinner time, as well as taking both meds in the morning. When I got back on it, the searing back pain from working over the dye table started to be debilitating again.
My doctor agreed that I should stop the Lipitor and I have had no muscle cramping since removing it from the line-up. Hmmm. He told me to exercise and improve my diet, which I have been doing, and take a blood test in two months. That will be the telling thing, for me. Let's just say that I can once again bend in my garden and lift heavy dye pots without seizing up.
I feel like a science experiment but if these changes help me to get all of these years of sugar toxins out of my system, I will be happy. I feel no knawing hunger and feel so much better, already. Real food seems to be the key and the next test will be on the road for Stitches Midwest. I am sure that I will find lots of good food that I CAN eat...at a grocery. I will keep you posted. One day at a time.
The Rhone river becomes Off Limits to large River Ships and we had to make a turn, to go up the much more tame Saone, as our journey moved into Burgundy. We also felt the rains that were going to be the bain of the rivers, as the second half of our journey.
Lyon is at the confluence of the two rivers and as we left, we peeled away from the other two ships to which we had been ganged, there in a wide spot in the Rhone. We watched as our upriver facing ship made a slow left arc away from the dock, heading back down river in time to make a right turn around the island that divides the two rivers. We were going to change our whole existence and be sailing up the Saone.
These buildings were put up in an area that has gone through major changes. Check out the orange one!
As we sailed further up the Saone, we came upon the old parts of town that we had walked through, with the smaller copy of the Eiffel Tower, up on the hill, near the cathedral that locals refer to as the upside down elephant. The building on the hill was a convent, if I remember correctly.
Our goal for the day was to get to Macon and it was a long rainy day to out destination, which was only a dock for the night. Our breakfast entertainment was the scenery of the passing Beaujolais and Burgundian landscapes, which were very beautiful on this quiet river. We were joined by lots and lots of swans on this leg.
We had a short docking in a town called Tournus so that those of us who did not want to miss the the ruins of the Benedictine Abbey in Cluny could bundle up and head off on a bus. It was Capital R raining but I found the countryside to be charming.
When we arrived in the village of Cluny, there was a dressage event taking place, with lots of soggy riders slogging through it, while their soggy parents watched. We, however were here to see the ruins of what had been the greatest cathedral in the world, before St Peter's was built in Rome. We got the tour of the areas where the huge church once stood and here you can see the entrance to the back of the picture and to the sides are buildings from the salvaged bones of the church, which built the homes of villagers.
What remains of this colossus is one portion of the building, which has been preserved.
After our tour of the cathedral ended, we were free to walk around the village and although it was really coming down, Rod and I braved the rain to wander around the charming Farmer's Market. I was impressed with how they do it, in France. None of this throwing up an Easy-up for some of these vendors...no, it was more like some food trucks that you see at a fair, with a trailer that opens up to show off the refridgerated cases of meats and fish. I LOVED it.
The region is know for the cheese...
How about THIS for fast food?
We actually avoided buying any food from the vendors and got our soggy selves back to the bus, seriously ready to get back to the ship at the last stop of our journey, where we would have lunch, before heading out again for the main tour of Chalon-sur-Saone. More to follow.