April 26, 2003

• could NOT resist

  
  

  Guess what, Kiddies!

  
  

  SuSu had a new reader drop in. 

  
  

  And, how, you might ask, does SuSu know that this is a NEW reader, and not some lurker who has only now decided to come out of the shadows and comment?  Easy question; simple answer:  because if this reader had been around here as long as nine-tenths (at least) of my other readers, then flourish_at_the_breach wouldn’t have left this thoughtless, insensitive and just plain ignorant comment on the blog before this one:

  
  

  
  

   ”if you eat a banana every morning it will increase your metabolism. try health smoothies.

  
  

  you should eat at least 1/4th of a sandwich with something healthy on it every 2 hours. because your stomache has already shrunk. do you know what happens when you don’t eat or when you throw it all up?

  
  

  your body begins to think its not going to get any nutrients so it stores them (aka. fat).

  
  

  i just thought you should know.”(sic)
  {The whole sick thing: sic}

  
  

  As most of my loyal readers may know and some surely do know, if I were to eat a banana every morning, within a few days, I wouldn’t be breathing without a respirator.  Very quickly after I would start eating mini-sandwiches every two hours, I would be down, getting short of breath from just turning over in bed, needing physical assistance and a jolt from the rescue inhaler, to get to the bathroom.

  
  

  Been there and done that, friends, and I’m not going back again.  I feel a great deal of confidence, now after about half a year since I started this diet, with the help of the amino acids to ease the addictive cravings.  Orthomolecular medicine, I am convinced, has given me the tools I needed to get fit, finally.  Even without the neurotransmitter precursor supplements now, I had no significant cravings for a couple of months, until that infection hit me–and I made it through the infection with my diet and my fitness intact.

  
  

  
  

  
  

  Before I took these pics last Halloween, I had shared with everyone here about half a year of extinction burst, and my struggle to end the burst before it ended me.  When I found the key, I shared these pictures of the bottles of pills I set up so I could get my biochemistry back on track.

  
  

  I started my Xanga account almost a year ago.  I was preparing to celebrate my xangaversary with a retrospective on the healing course with these addictions.  Churlish-on-the-beach or whatever has given me a great intro to my retrospective.

  
  

  Now I am going to share with you, my dear readers (and after this wonderful year here, you are very dear to me), my response to the comment quoted above:

  
  

  
  

  Y’know, when I read that flip drive-by comment you left at my site, I was tempted to pop over here, tell you that you are stone fuckin’ nuts and leave it at that. But maybe if I inform you, it will save everyone a little trouble down the road. One can hope.
  
  Some people see the word, “diet” and automatically think starvation or weight loss. You don’t know as much about nutrition as you think you do, and you know nothing at all about me. Fat is not an issue in my life. I suppose it is for you or you wouldn’t have jumped on that as you did.
  
  I have severe health problems caused by food addictions and allergies. My diet is all that stands between me and disability and a slow, agonizing death.
  
  My friends on Xanga know this and I share my trials and triumphs with them. You, on the other hand, haven’t a clue. You “prescribed” half a sandwich for me, along with a few other items, such as bananas, which I cannot tolerate. I can proudly say that it has been about half a year since I indulged in any of the foods to which I’m sensitive. No bread, no sugar, no cow’s milk or cheese, no tomatoes, potatoes… oh why go on? It’s a long list and of course, you had no way of knowing any of this.
  
  I would think that knowing that you don’t know anything, though, might clue you to shut up and pay attention so you can learn.
  
  SuSu/KaiOaty

  
  

  
  

  **Yeah, yeah, I know–Mercury is stationary retrograde and such things are to be expected, no?  As the header says, I couldn’t resist this one.  It’s not only a perfect introduction to this retrospective I’ve been plotting, but a damn good illustration of Mercury retrograde as well.  Thanks for the opening, “flourish”, whoever you are.**

  
  

  “What is food to one man may be fierce poison to others.”
  Titus Lucretius Carus 95-55 BCE

  
  

  Oh, and Marian:  I HOPE you were joking about the booze.  Alcohol is super-sugar, empty calories, poison that makes people insane.  I got the gene from my Native American ancestors that keeps us from metabolizing acetaldehyde, one of the first-stage metabolites of alcohol.  You would NOT want to see me with firewater in my belly.

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