Friday, August 28, 2009

Dietary Salvation


At the first of this year, I found myself more heavy than I have ever been in my life. Last year's knee surgeries brought my physical activity to a veritable standstill, and my eating habits, though not excessive, were not the healthiest. I determined that I would undertake to commit myself to Weight Watchers once again, which I pursued with great determination.

After three months of WW, and slow but steady weight loss, I decided to visit our family doctor, to obtain a baseline on my current status. The news was not good. My TSH was elevated, and I had to start on thyroid medication, but worse, my Hgb A1C was elevated at 7.3, and the dreaded word 'diabetes' come coming out of his mouth. He wanted to start me on medication, but I had other ideas. I asked for a three month rain-check, at the end of which time, should my labs show no improvement, I would acquiesce and begin diabetic meds. He reluctantly agreed, and sent me home with my very own glucometer to moniter my blood glucose levels. O joy.

I went home, wondering what on earth I was going to do! I followed WW faithfully, but my blood sugars were wildly erratic, and mostly way too high. I began to reconsider the composition of my diet, and to question the appropriateness of WW for me and my case.

Then, the greatest single event in my entire dietary life happened, though at the time, I didn't realize it. I found and read The South Beach Diet, written by Dr. Arthur Agatston. From the South Beach website:

"Arthur Agatston, M.D., is a cardiologist and an associate professor of medicine at the University of Miami Miller School of Medicine. He has served on committees of the American Society of Echocardiography, the American College of Cardiology, and the Society of Atherosclerosis Imaging, where he is a member of the founding board of directors.

Dr. Agatston has authored over 100 articles and abstracts for scientific journals. His pioneering work in noninvasive cardiac imaging has resulted in computerized tomography scanning methods and measures that bear his name: the Agatston Score and the Agatston Method, which are used for screening coronary calcium, are recognized worldwide.

Dr. Agatston did not set out to develop a weight-loss plan. His goal was to help his chronically overweight heart patients get their diets under control, thereby preventing or reversing the myriad of heart and vascular problems associated with obesity. Knowing that his patients weren't faring well on the standard, low-fat American Heart Association diet, Dr. Agatston began to investigate diets and the origins of insulin resistance on his own.

The result was the South Beach Diet™, which was offered to numerous heart patients in Florida with impressive results. He presented his findings at a national meeting of the American College of Cardiology and the American Heart Association. The word spread throughout Miami, prompting the local ABC affiliate to do a monthlong series on the South Beach Diet™, which was repeated for two years.

Dr. Agatston's clinical cardiology practice is still very much devoted to prevention. He lectures extensively on prevention nationally and internationally and reviews for major medical cardiology journals. Dr. Agatston maintains an active, full-time cardiology practice, both clinical and research.

Go to agatstonresearchfoundation.org to learn more about Dr. Agatston's ongoing research initiatives."

Wow! I was reading about myself. I did NOT have diabetes; I had metabolic syndrome, which, if left unaddressed, would surely go on to develop into type 2 (adult onset) diabetes. AND, there was something I could do about it! I set about beginning this newest diet on March 27, 2009.

And immediately had difficulties. You see, I have been a professional dieter most all my adult life. I understand rigid structure, lots of rules and restrictions, and compliance with weird and unfamiliar food lists and recipes. I understand deprivation, and willpower. I understand counting and measuring and journaling and group meetings and all the things that go with dieting. And South Beach had NONE of this. None.

Nothing in my entire life of dieting experience had prepared me for this. I floundered! I had to back up and look at the forest before I began to consider the trees.

The truth of the matter that I came to realize is that what is 'wrong' with me is that I have a limited tolerance for high-glycemic index carbohydrates. Not really any different from anyone with some other dietary intolerance, such as celiac disease, or lactose intolerance. There is a certain category of food that I simply need to avoid, or strictly limit my intake of. Once I got a handle on that, all the rest simply fell into place for me. And the miracle of it all is just this: I AM NOT ON A DIET anymore! No measuring, counting, journaling, no weird recipes, no strange foods. It is all so effortless and so utterly liberating. And probably most glorious of all, for me personally, is that I don't have to THINK about FOOD 24/7 anymore. It is so easy, and the solution was right here in front of me all along.

I avoid flour, bread, potatoes, corn, ALL SUGAR, rice, and anything that is of a high-glycemic index. I have been eating this way since the end of March, and to date, I have lost 63 pounds. But best of all, I returned to our family doctor, who just couldn't believe his eyes. Oh, and that Hemaglobin A1C? It is now 5.8, perfectly normal. Cholesterol numbers all normalized as well. My blood pressure is normal, and he stopped my anti-hypertensive meds.

I highly recommend this dietary approach to anyone and everyone I meet. It is not difficult. Just avoid a certain category of foods---how hard is that? Especially when you consider that you are avoiding cardiovascular disease, diabetes, and so many other terrible problems. Get the book. Read it. And start living it today. The preventative answer to so many health problems in our country today is so very simple!



Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Oriental Brocade

I have found absolutely the most gorgeous fabric in all creation to line my planned and much anticipated Kinsale cloak project. Isn't it simply divine! Oooh I can hardly wait to get it here from the fabric place and see it up close. The outer portion of the cloak will be a chocolate brown wool-blend. I can just envision it in my mind's eye!

I found this lovely oriental brocade at what must be the world's most awesome online fabric store. One can order by the yard, or by the bolt, and the prices are excellent. They are very much worth a shout-out: Fabric Direct, located at (not too surprisingly) www.fabricdirect.com.

Check it out for yourself, and prepare to be delighted!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

It has been an age since I last posted to my blog. My knees healed and rehabilitated as much as they are likely going to, and I returned to work. Life has a way of sweeping us away, sometimes. But now here I am again, all full of creative joy and anticipation of......sewing! I love to sew, and it has been such a very long time since I actually had, or made, time for it. After a recent after-church lunch with one of our church members' family, we got into a bit of a discussion of fabrics, and sewing. I mentioned that I had always longed for a Kinsale cloak, but knew that I could never pay the price that the little shop in County Cork asks for one. Sister Laura simply said, "Why don't you just make one yourself?" Shazaam. Now, why didn't I think of that?? So after a brief internet search, I found THE pattern!



Which, of course, led to looking at OTHER lovely patterns that I found along the way....




Such as this delightful, romantic long dress pattern at the left. I think of it as a Juliet gown. What puzzles me is that the pattern companies call these patterns "costumes". I think they are just simply lovely dresses. Perhaps it is their modesty that makes them odd to modern-day aesthetics. If so, then give me the 'costumes', say I!









Or how about this gorgeous dress on the right? Long, clean, simple princess seaming (this works very well for me!) I love the sleeve options on this one as well. What lovely whimsy the bell sleeves lend to the garment!













Now, I admit that this one on the left is definitely a costume. No doubt about it. But somehow, the dress on the left hand side just really appeals to me! I can see this done in muslin, or perhaps linen or a linen-blend.





Of course, if I am going to make this dress, it will need a leine, or chemise!

And voila! The very garment, to the right! How did we ever get away from garments of such grace and dignity? I suppose it was the demands of the times that passed, economic changes, and practical matters that all intervened with the passage of time. But I find myself drawn to, and longing for, garments of times passed, that have beauty and grace, dignity and charm.

How many Lord of the Rings fans are there out there? I am definitely one. And when I beheld this pattern, I nearly fell over with surprise and delight. It is none other than Arwen's gown that she wore on her journey from Rivendell toward the undying lands, when she saw a vision of Aragorn, and their son, and thus returned to confront Elrond. I remember being enchanted with that gorgeous gown she wore, and here is the pattern for that very dress!


It is the view on the left upper hand side of the pattern pic to the left.



Now, if I can just find a pattern for Susan Pevensie's archery dress that she wore in the first Chronicles of Narnia movie......

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Quiet, My Heart


Quiet, My Heart

Quiet, my heart; center, my thought;
Let trifling things be cleared away.
For, truly, truly, I've been brought
By GOD's power unto this day.

It is His strength that lets me move;
It is His Light that lets me see;
It is His springs of which I drink;
It is the LORD WHO cares for me.

It is His Love that bears me up;
HE is the Hope within my heart;
HE is the Way, the Truth, the Life;
Wondrous Peace doth he impart.

Be quiet, heart; center, my thought;
Let useless things be cleared away,
That this be held my highest cause - -
To render, unto GOD, true praise.

by mercies of GOD,
© [Peggy Hood, 8-07-08]

Monday, July 14, 2008

Canning Season!



July is here, and garden harvesting has commenced! Between now and September, home gardeners and canners will be busy little bees putting up the harvest against the coming cold weather. Oh how wonderful it is, in the cold and gloomy days of winter, to open a little ray of summer sunshine, carefully preserved in a Mason jar!

This is an old recipe, handed down for generations, for Chow Chow. It is a mixed vegetable relish that goes well on hot dogs, with meats, or by itself. I believe that it recently has been published in the Ball Blue Book of Canning, and I know that my grandmother used it, and her mother before her. The recipe makes about 4 pints, but is easily doubled. The ingredient quantities do not have to be exact, just in the general neighborhood.
Chow Chow Relish

1 quart chopped cabbage (about 1 small head)
3 cups chopped cauliflower (about 1 medium head)
2 cups chopped green tomatoes (about 4 medium)
2 cups chopped sweet onions (about 2 medium)
2 cups chopped sweet green peppers (about 4 small)
1 cup chopped sweet red peppers (about 2 small)
3 Tablespoons salt
1 1/2 cups sugar
2 teaspoons celery seed
2 teaspoons dry mustard
1 teaspoon mustard seed
1 teaspoon tumeric
1/2 teaspoon ginger
2 1/2 cups apple cider vinegar

Combine vegetables in large bowl, sprinkle with salt. Let stand 4-6 hours. Drain well. Then rinse, and drain again.
Combine sugar, spices, and vinegar in a large kettle. Simmer for 10 minutes.
Add vegetables; simmer 10 minutes. Bring to a boil. Pack hot relish into hot, sterilized jars, leaving 1/4 inch headspace. Remove air bubbles. Adjust two-piece caps.


Process in a boiling water canner 10 minutes.

Yield: about 4 pints.

Friday, July 11, 2008

The Verdict is In

My appointment today with the orthopedic surgeon went swiftly, and the final verdict is in. According to the MRI, I have tears in my medial and lateral meniscii, and a chronic tear to the anterior cruciate ligament in my left knee. Arthroscopic surgery is scheduled for next Thursday, 07-17-08.

In a large way, the news is a huge relief, as the problem is identifiable, addressable, and has a definite recovery time-table; things that I have so very fervently prayed for! In a smaller way, it is hard to take, as I now face another surgery with general anesthesia, which is still a stressful thing to have to endure. All in all, I am relieved and grateful to the Lord for His deliverance in all of this.

I ran around all day after I received the news, getting errands accomplished and making preparations for my coming convalesence. As this is round two, the news was not so nearly as startling or disturbing to my family as it was the first go-round, and everyone has taken it well in stride. We're a tough and hardy bunch, we Thomases!

Now for The Twilight Zone part ...... in April of this year, the MRI of my right knee was done on 04-09-08, the followup visit with the Dr was on 04-11-08, and the surgery was on 04-17-08. Now, in July, the MRI of my left knee was done on 07-09-08, the followup visit with the Dr was on 07-11-08, and the surgery is scheduled for 07-17-08.
Too weird.......


Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Chinese Fire Drill


Chinese Fire Drill (noun):

1. any state of disorder or confusion.

2. a prank in which the passengers of a motor vehicle that is stopped at a stoplight, get out and run around the vehicle before returning to their seats.

For nearly two weeks, I have anticipated this date, 7-9-08. The scheduled date for the MRI of my left knee, which has me out of work and has been smarting right seriously. When what to my wondering ears should appear, but a late afternoon phone call from the Dr's office, the day before said MRI was scheduled. Not good news, either....the insurance company had disapproved my MRI. They said that I had already had an MRI of my knee last April.

Ya think?

So, the arduous task of explaining the difference between right and left to our erstwhile ignoramouses at the insurance company commenced. Suffice it to say, they are not the sharpest knives in the drawer. At length, we did prevail, however, but not by much.

This morning, the insurance person, refreshed for yet another happy day of cheerful nescience, acknowledged that they now understood and could differentiate between right and left, but sadly, as they had only officially learned this information the afternoon before, they could not give me immediate approval codes for the procedure. It would be 24 to 72 hours before that could possibly happen. With great temerity, I sighed into the phone, "WHY, when you've had the orders for nearly TWO WEEKS?! and the situation being what it is through your own negligence!" Which produced that beloved, much abused reply, (drumroll please....)

"Company policy." End of conversation. SIGH.

So, giving up the battle, I acknowledged defeat against the bludgeoning, overpowering stupidity of the situation, and called the MRI lab less than an hour before my scheduled appointment, and rescheduled for next week. Ditto the followup appointment with the Dr's office. At this point in time, a nice quiet time spent curled up with a good book and a nap looked very soothing and inviting, so off I went to shake it all off.

Snarf, snork....hmm? RIIING! RIIIINNNNG! Phone, ringing, waking me up. Time: thirty minutes after noon. Drowsily, I answered the summons, and found my Dr's office on the other end of the line, informing me that we'd just been granted approval codes from the insurance company for my MRI. Okay, so in addition to a total lack of spatial orientation, they are temporally challenged as well..... but what the heck, this one is working in my favor!

Wow. So, fast as I could, I shifted into high gear, called the MRI lab, and begged, pleaded, groveled, to be fitted in this afternoon. The scheduler sounded doubtful, but she said she would try......
She put me on hold for a while, and just as I was starting to groove to the Muzak a bit, she came back on and asked, "How soon can you get here?" "I'm getting in the car NOW!" I replied. Wahoo!! Stopped to call the Dr's office, cancel the newly rescheduled followup appointment, and try to get my old followup appointment back again (successfully achieved!). That poor scheduler at the Dr's office was so sweet. "This particular insurance company is infamous for this," she said. Oh glory, now I know!

So, off like a rabbit I head for my MRI appointment, which went well. I had a great deal of difficulty with low back pain the last time, but my very helpful and kind tech got the pillows fixed up just right this time and it was a walk in the park. Home I zoomed, MRI films in hand. Good grief, have you ever seen your innards before? Definitely not recommended for the high school yearbook.

And so, it has been quite a day here in my little world. It ended up the way I had hoped and anticipated with the rising of the sun, but what a rollercoaster ride to get here!

We are so grateful to our Lord for His continual direction and guidance, and deliverance, and provision. This afternoon, after such a topsy turvy day, He saw fit to send us a magnificent, gracious downpour of rain, which we have prayed for now for many days. The trees and bushes are all so happy! Lifting up their branches and leaves toward heaven, drinking in the gift of the Lord, and showing forth His glory in creation.


Thank you Lord, for this day.