Any gals looking for an obgyn in the Oly area should know that Dr. Gage kicks some medical ass. She knows her stuff and, most importantly, actually answers questions and provides explanations.
Still, it'd be a lot nicer if one didn't have to go to the doc at all.
So, we once again discussed how, and this is important enough for caps, My Body Does Not Like Estrogen. More importantly, I learned that American Consumer Culture is fanatically intent on poisoning me with estrogen from unlikely sources, presumably for the entertainment of watching my face grow itchy red polka-dots while I become a psycho bitch, flip out, and kill people. Me on estrogen = itchy red ninja with chocolate fixation. The world does not need this!
The doc had the nutritionist come in, and while she seemed a bit like an over-earnest, fanatic raw-veg advocate, she still had some really interesting stuff to say, and my respect for the doctor that presumably had a hand in hiring her, and got her to talk with me, lends some pretty heavy support. Unfortunatley, she suggests...
Cutting dairy. NO! This is my LATTE! I can't quit, but I can cut down. Replacing the normal gallon-in-a-plastic-just wtih half-gallon-organic-in-carton - that I can maybe do.
Less meat, or organic no-hornworm meat. Fair enough - I should be doing it anyway.
Get rid of plastic around food. Apparently plastic leeches Pthalates, which mess with hormones, especially when heated or used to contain something acidic. So, no plastic cofffee cups, or tupperwares. The only way the body sheds pthalates is through sweating, apparently. I wonder whether it's the same chemical in Phthalo blues and greens?
Don't use the microwave. Mom, you're vindicated - it really is an evil machine. That said...I eat a lot better with a microwave at my disposal, because I reheat 'real' stuff instead of snacking.
Now, I'm a reasonably healthy eater. I don't get enough vegitables, but I eat very little processed food. Still, switching to organic meat and dairy is SPENDY! It's not a real problem during the summer, because the farmer's market is open, close, and affordable. But in the winter I'm stuck with the co-op, which is inconvienient for a biker, generally has really pathetic produce*, and is at least twice, sometimes three times as expensive**, as at the grocery store. How am I supposed to be healthy like this?!
*The Oly co-op is NOT the B'ham co-op.
** The Oly co-op is really, really not the splendid B'ham co-op.
Oh, and also they took my blood again. I've discovered a weird cross-nerve thing that only seems to happen with blood draws. The little "Hey! I'm punctured here!" pain in your...er...lower-arm-pit (if it was elbow pit, armpit would be shoulderpit) occasionally switches to the non-punctured arm. What's with that, anyway?
"Betsy ain't got none hornworms!" -Ernest II, The River Why. Betsy is his steer.
Still, it'd be a lot nicer if one didn't have to go to the doc at all.
So, we once again discussed how, and this is important enough for caps, My Body Does Not Like Estrogen. More importantly, I learned that American Consumer Culture is fanatically intent on poisoning me with estrogen from unlikely sources, presumably for the entertainment of watching my face grow itchy red polka-dots while I become a psycho bitch, flip out, and kill people. Me on estrogen = itchy red ninja with chocolate fixation. The world does not need this!
The doc had the nutritionist come in, and while she seemed a bit like an over-earnest, fanatic raw-veg advocate, she still had some really interesting stuff to say, and my respect for the doctor that presumably had a hand in hiring her, and got her to talk with me, lends some pretty heavy support. Unfortunatley, she suggests...
Cutting dairy. NO! This is my LATTE! I can't quit, but I can cut down. Replacing the normal gallon-in-a-plastic-just wtih half-gallon-organic-in-carton - that I can maybe do.
Less meat, or organic no-hornworm meat. Fair enough - I should be doing it anyway.
Get rid of plastic around food. Apparently plastic leeches Pthalates, which mess with hormones, especially when heated or used to contain something acidic. So, no plastic cofffee cups, or tupperwares. The only way the body sheds pthalates is through sweating, apparently. I wonder whether it's the same chemical in Phthalo blues and greens?
Don't use the microwave. Mom, you're vindicated - it really is an evil machine. That said...I eat a lot better with a microwave at my disposal, because I reheat 'real' stuff instead of snacking.
Now, I'm a reasonably healthy eater. I don't get enough vegitables, but I eat very little processed food. Still, switching to organic meat and dairy is SPENDY! It's not a real problem during the summer, because the farmer's market is open, close, and affordable. But in the winter I'm stuck with the co-op, which is inconvienient for a biker, generally has really pathetic produce*, and is at least twice, sometimes three times as expensive**, as at the grocery store. How am I supposed to be healthy like this?!
*The Oly co-op is NOT the B'ham co-op.
** The Oly co-op is really, really not the splendid B'ham co-op.
Oh, and also they took my blood again. I've discovered a weird cross-nerve thing that only seems to happen with blood draws. The little "Hey! I'm punctured here!" pain in your...er...lower-arm-pit (if it was elbow pit, armpit would be shoulderpit) occasionally switches to the non-punctured arm. What's with that, anyway?
"Betsy ain't got none hornworms!" -Ernest II, The River Why. Betsy is his steer.
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Date: 2007-04-11 11:23 pm (UTC)From:Good luck with the food adjustments Saj. You have my sympathy.
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Date: 2007-04-12 01:36 am (UTC)From:As for Tupperwares, I've been gradually switching over to those new Pyrex ones. They're a bit spendy, but if you just get one every now and then, they're not too bad, and they're really nice. Plus, if (when) you lose the lid, they make pretty good bowls.
Also, this sort of thing is why I wanted you to read bits of that book I had about how our diet affects our body chemistry ;-)