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Originally Posted by cotonpal
What once we might have craved becomes something that we no longer desire.
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What else is sugar and stevia but highly processed additions? Look how easily they can expand to outsized proportion in our diets. How many times have we warned each other about too much dependence on Frankenfoods? One Atkins bar a day started my life-changing journey. I think it worked so well at the start, as it did for DH, because it was still better than what I'd been eating before
We literally grow out of such "helpers" as we grow in our abilities to clearly assess what is working and what is not. That taught me to give up any food, as cotonpal did.
I tried to turn my diet into keto with all kinds of plants that turned out to be high in oxalate, which seems to be utterly instrumental in getting to the root of my weird autoimmune issues. (They weren't properly diagnosed for a long time and once they emerged as something they could diagnose, they had only drugs with serious side effects. This was never going to "work.")
And yet, JEY has success with a processed milk that fits her personal macros better, while I rely on whey protein when my digestion needs "invalid food." Perhaps this is why the term ultra-processed appeared, because we've been "processing food" since we got fascinated by fire
The book
Unprocessed (I'm still stuck with the appalling UK statistics from the author on mental health) has greatly informed my thinking. She defines the most dangerous such foods as ones where all the nutrition has been taken out, and a few artificial vitamins added back in, buried in an onslaught of other chemicals. All lab-tested to fool us into thinking we are eating food.
When we had a gene analysis done on DH, he has a common mutation that prevents him from processing such artificial vitamins. Specialized Bs and more meat and whey protein has been instrumental in turning around his latest -- long -- crisis.
The day my brain reset itself was my first few meals that were merely hamburger and salt when I was desperate to douse my severest autoimmune flare. It was time to try carnivore. I'd promised myself I would do that before agreeing to a lifelong, immune-suppressing, highly expensive, drug regimen.
Simply not eating for three days stopped the horrible symptoms, but I already knew
eating was my problem. For me, carnivore fixed the entire question of
What To Eat in a low carb way I already knew worked for me.
The only part I yet had not grasped was just how much my body
couldn't digest plants. When the messages to "eat your vegetables" had only been amplified for my entire life.
So it was honestly a shock to experience looking at my genetic results and realizing 99% of my genes were from geographic areas full of
people who didn't farm. For a 5/6th generation Midwestern farm girl, this was incredible information that supported what my food experiments were leading to.
NOTHING has ever been, and it continues to be, as satisfying as giving my body what it wants to thrive. I'm continually convinced that there is no one diet that fits everyone, and it can't be. Because we spread over the face of the globe and learned to thrive where we were.
But it took millions of years. I don't have that kind of time. I
can't, I
won't, adapt my body to today's fashion in the food industry.
"Eat what nourishes YOU" is probably the best advice I could give or take.