April 2011
17 posts
This morning’s @beastieboys performance makes me they they should launch an “Old Folks Tour” with 10am shows across the map.
Obviously we’d pack the place.
As part of dealing with my catastrophically high blood pressure, I have had to virtually eliminate salt from my diet. It was rough going for awhile, but I’m finally in a place where I don’t automatically reach for the salt shaker. I spice my food with black pepper and garlic powder now. I haven’t…
That I know of, I don’t have an issue with bloodpressure and or heart problems. That said, you might think I can’t relate to Kevin’s salt issue.. but I can.
I’m hypoglycemic. For the lay person out there it basically equates to the opposite of a diabetic. A diabetic person can’t process sugar, while my body is a sugar processing machine. Seriously.. feed me a cupcake. I can eat it. While a diabetic can’t break this down and it can be fatal, I’m on the opposite end of the spectrum. I can eat the cupcake, but I’ll burn through it about 1000x faster than you would. This gives a brief sugar-rush from hell, followed by the ultimate come-down-and-crash. Imagine someone addicted to coke coming down off of a high.. only quicker.
It’s not pleasant.
It’s not pretty.
Many times it’s equated to me being laid up in bed and irrationally questioning my life choices.
But I can relate to what Kevin said. So often I get people offering me things with sugar in it (my coworker constantly offers candy) while the day before I’ll have ripped apart a Nutrition label on a box of cereal at the grocery store. The thought of a soda or Tootsie Roll seriously makes me cringe, I’ve been so far gone.
For Kevin, it’s salt.
For me, it’s sugar.
For you, perhaps it’s something else.
Just be who you are.