I am participating in the Blogging from A to Z April (2016) Challange.
My theme is Low Carb High Fat.
(#LCHF on Twitter)
But, that’s not all - it’s about a journey to better health.
It is about two women.
One at death’s door, the other not far behind.
As you follow this journey you will be surprised by what you read here. I hope it impacts you and causes you to question what mainstream medicine is doing to you, and those you love.
Here we go…
C is for Carbs are POISON
Ok, now that we’ve got a little bit of background on Mom, let me fill in a little background on the other woman in this story.
Back in Feb 2014 I had my routine physical. I have one every two years, this one was at the 2.5 year mark.
Mom’s stroke had thrown me off schedule as I visited her daily in hospital, and then twice daily at rehab, which covered a four month period.
I have my physical every 2nd year because I’m the spitting image of GREAT health. I was in great shape, at my best weight in years. I had no reason to worry.
Until I got the phone call.
You know what phone call I’m talking about, right. The one your doctor makes, not their staff, asking you to come in right away.
I was immediately booked in for extensive liver tests. Which indicated a serious problem.
Without delay I was sent to a liver specialist.
That visit will also be a day I will not long forget.
Within the short 15 minute appointment I was told I had PBC (Primary Biliary Cirrhosis - now called Primary Biliary Cholangitis), a rare liver disease.
I was told it generally strikes women between 40-60, there is no known cause, and no known cure.
Oh… and here, take these pills I was told, they seem to slow down the progression of this disease.
And, just in case I wasn’t shocked enough, I was told liver deterioration, in some patients, may occur in just a few years - a liver transplant is an option for some. But, the new liver will end up getting the disease since PBC is an auto-immune disease.
I was given a prescription for a drug called Ursodiol. It’s synthetic bile salts which has been known to prolong the inevitable. The dose is based on weight. And yes, it too has a host of disturbing side effects.
My appointment ended and I was booked in for the following month.
If it wasn’t for an observant woman who grabbed me before I stepped off the curb as I was walking to the bus stop I would have been hit - so dazed was I by this news.
It took three full days for me to come to terms with the diagnosis. I rallied a dear friend and with her help I started my research into the world of PBC.
I contacted a renowned PBC specialist at the University of Alberta, Edmonton to see if he might look at my results.
Why? Because I did NOT have one single symptom. I was sure I was misdiagnosed. He confirmed the findings. So much for that.
Well, not so fast, my search for answers was just beginning. My journey has been long, arduous and frustrating, and it’s far from over.
So… now you have insight on the two key players.
We will put me on the back burner for a wee bit, because though I was in shock about my PBC diagnosis, my mother was returning home from rehab in March 2014. Life would definitely be a challenge getting Mom settled into her home, the garden suite on the ground floor of my house.
I was no one’s priority, not even my own - how sad of a statement is that.
The time between March 2014 and March of 2015 was simply some of the hardest days of my life… on every level. There’s no point in hashing it all out here. I’m trying to keep this short (ha) and to the point.
So… back to July 2105.
Mom was getting more and more depressed about her weight, her diabetes, her neuropathy, her eyesight… etc. while I was in the trenches of the World Wide Web (aka Google) researching PBC and diabetes.
Like peeling an onion, there were layers upon layers of information. It was mind bending - and exhausting. And, it still is.
After reading those negative comments about that “diet” pill Dr. Thompson prescribed for Mom I found myself researching natural nutrition sites, watching some YouTube stuff. (And let me tell you folks just because you can make a video DOES NOT mean you should. The junk I weeded through was amazing.) But I did come across a few gems.
And Dr. Sarah Hallberg, was the brightest of those gems.
Her TedxTalk at Purdue University was a game changer.
FYI - Dr. Sarah Hallberg is board-certified by both the American Board of Obesity Medicine and the American Board of Internal Medicine. Dr. Hallberg also has a master’s degree in exercise physiology and has worked as a fitness trainer and instructor. (Read more on her HERE.)
I watched this video in utter amazement. I thought, man, this is unbelievable.
I hooked Mom up to watching it, not once, or twice, but three times over two days. That’s right. Dr. Sarah Hallberg’s talk is worth pounding into your head so it sticks.
This folks… was the start of a miracle.
Now I have a special favour to ask those of you taking my journey seriously - PLEASE pass along Dr. Sarah Hallberg’s video to everyone you know suffering from obesity and diabetes.
Question for this post - After watching Dr. Sarah Hallberg’s video can you see how Carbs are POISON, and should be avoided as much as possible?
So, for those of you riding along, remain seated and buckled in because we are expecting turbulence.
Note: For those of you really interested in taking responsibility for your health I have a blog roll called TO YOUR HEALTH - start there. You’ll soon be feeling empowered. These are serious doctors and researchers whose work will change your life.