My Road to Nourishment

Days after my 7th birthday I was diagnosed a Type 1 Insulin-Dependent Juvenile Diabetic.  I remember waking up that day and telling my mom I had a stomachache and needed to stay home.  At that point in my life I was already known to play the sick card to get out of school, church, chores, practice, and basically any other responsibility that I wasn’t much a fan of at that point. I was a little Peggy Ann McKay!

Sick by Shel Silverstien
natalie7meonly“I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay (Natalie Renee).
“I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I’m going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox
And there’s one more--that’s seventeen,
And don’t you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut--my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I’m sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button’s caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,
My ‘pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What’s that? What’s that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G’bye, I’m going out to play!”

So my mom sent me to school.  I vividly remember sitting at my desk working independently on a math sheet and feeling dizzy from the pain.  I was finally allowed to go to the office, even Mrs. Emo knew about my tendencies to feign illness.  Only the fact that I was hunched over my desk unable to work and bawling finally convinced her.  What happened after that was kind of a whirlwind.  Doctors office, blood tests, crying from me and eventually my mother when my pediatrician voiced his suspicions,  and rushing to a hospital to be admitted.  I stayed there for  four days, but never fully grasped what was going on.  We were told that due to a viral infection that had occurred weeks prior my pancreas no longer functioned how it should. At that age all that meant to me was I could not eat the foods (sugar, cookies, cakes, Cap’n Crunch cereal) all my friends were eating and I had to learn to give myself insulin injections.

From that moment on I blindly followed advice from the “experts” and never questioned its validity, cut me some slack I was seven! I counted my daily allowed starches, which were numerous and gave myself insulin injections to combat all the carbohydrates I was consuming.  I was told to eat and drink sugar-free, chemically laden products, so I did.  I hate to imagine the amount of chemicals and toxins I have ingested based on that recommendation.  I was never counseled on eating clean, whole nourishing foods.  I was told to eat vegetables and fruits and given a chart with serving sizes but never told about the varying carbohydrate sources and their actual impact on body, mind and soul.  The benefits of fats was never a topic of discussion, but I was told to avoid them, especially those from animals sources. I was simply told that life wouldn’t be that much different, I just needed shots.

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Apparently Doritos are just fine though!

As I grew up I went through phases where I followed doctor’s advice and was unhealthy, ignored the doctors advice and was unhealthy, and followed advice from the media and was still unhealthy.  During that time my A1c, a test used to take averages of blood glucose levels over a two to three month period ranged from 8-13! Preferred for a Type 1 is 6.5 or below. I have always carried extra weight in my mid-section and have been trying to lose the proverbial 20 pounds as far back as I can remember.  Any possible way to lose weight, I tried it! I did the cabbage soup diet, the master cleanse, Weight Watchers, the South Beach Diet, Slim Fast shakes, the Atkins Diet, counted, tracked, documented and eliminated calories, became a Vegetarian for 8 years, a portion of those years were even spent a Vegan.  I tried everything under the sun to get skinny, because I had convinced myself that skinny equals happy.  I wish I would have realized years ago that all I really needed to do was get healthy!

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It’s incredible what hydration, nourishment and exercise can do for you!

All of that led to Paleo. A few years back I was fatigued, still trying to lose those damn 20 pounds, hungry, memory was shot, my A1C was hovering somewhere around 8 no matter what diet I tried.  I also felt like I was developing insomnia.  At the time I had just relocated to Texas and through the whole moving process I let any semblence of food control go!  I stumbled upon a post from a friend talking about doing a WHOLE 30  challenge.  At that time I had just recently started eating chicken again, but was still skeptical of other meats.  I decided that I should give it a try.  I had tried everything else, why not try to eat real food for a while?  Within two weeks I was sleeping better, feeling less foggy headed, and had more energy than I had experienced in years.  I tested my A1c two months into my new whole food journey and it was a 7!  So I never looked back and here I am today sharing recipes, tips and useful information on healing your body and feeling nourished!

2 thoughts on “My Road to Nourishment

  1. Hi! Just wanted to say hello from one type 1 to another! I read your story and in all honesty, I felt like I was reading my story on that page. I have been a diabetic for 27 years (diagnosed at age 8). I am so glad to have found your blog!

    • Hey Elizabeth, Thank you so much for reaching out to me! I am so glad my story resonates with you. I love interacting with fellow T1D especially those that have been living the life for many years.

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