My health tangent, since I’m going through some crisis of mind too:
I’ve spent two years or so away from my primary doctor because I was constantly told to eat healthier and eat less junk food. And go on a diet. When THAT happened in 2020, I was downright at rock bottom.
For the most part, it has somewhat worked. I’ve eaten less beef and eaten more chicken and turkey. I’ve gone stone cold on ketchup and most fast food, and even though I struggle here and there, I’ve eaten less chocolate. I’ve also got a new favorite cereal in… I forgot.
But that’s to say my diet has flaws. Although I love apples, I rarely eat veggies, and only eat this microwaveable potato brand stuff. Potatoes are veggies, since they grown on the ground, right? I definitely need D3 and B12. I’m a pale mfer because I don’t get enough sun. That would be fine if I currently live in a scorching wasteland, where summers are unreasonable unbearable. It’s somehow a miracle that its now like around 65 since February. I never felt it be this cold in a desert of all things! It gets cold, but never THIS cold. I only drink water mostly, but sometimes I drink tea and juice when I’m sick, and rarely drink milk. I abstain heavily from alcohol and most sodas now. Other than that, smoothies have been good for me. Until because of recent events, I would often go to Jamba Juice to get Apples and Greens. I don’t eat seafood, and because of a thing when I was a kid, I never ate salads. Maybe it was the tartness of the leaves. And don’t get me started on the whole sauce stuff. If you make stuff that will make the salads taste better, then that means people know how base salad leaves alone suck. I abstain from fast food, but I’ve had worse luck with junk food. I eat at least one pint of caramel ice cream each week. I sometimes get a can or so of pringles here and there. My brother has a junk food problem as well, as he gets huge party size backs of Lays from time to time. I also get peanut butter Crunch bars here and there. Somehow, I’m still living.
Strange thing is, last year when I got a sore throat, the scale said I was about 195 pounds or so. I am a tall guy, so I’m okay with that. I have been trying to weigh less. But even then, my blood pressure seems strange. I know I’ve been dealing with hypertension or something, whatever. Maybe I should see my primary doctor for that. And for my hours of sleep. Although most people say 8 at least, I sometimes work with 7 at best. I’m a night owl that sometimes have “work” late at night, so excuse me for not trying to sleep right, head. I’ve recently gotten an Apple Watch to see what’s going on. I’m not sure if it deliberately lies to me at times. I thought I was on the right track trying to go with what my doctor asked me to do. But I’m not sure if what I am trying to do is helping me 100%. I’ve also went to Urgent Care at least two months apart. Sore throat and congestion, which I thought was bronchitis. My
grandfather had diabetes before he died, so I might be as unlucky as he was when I might turn 70. But, seeing as most Millennials are mostly indoor people, I might die younger. And that’s scary to think about.
There’s a YouTuber recently that had a genuine heart attack. With a few of my friends passing away too, I feel like I should see my doctor ASAP. But, because of some insurance hassle and stuff, the earliest I’d see them would be May 1. About two months from now. Rest assured, if anything dire happens in that time, I’ll go to UC again.
The real reason I haven’t gotten to my physician is not because of pride, but because… I’m scared to be told the same news again. That everything I tried these last few years was for naught. That everything I tried to do didn’t work. That giving up what I can’t eat any longer and eating these new foods would fix everything. I’ve been conscious of my weight and diet since my last visit.
I’ve dabbled here and there with cooking, mostly grilling. Once a week or so it the timing is right, I would make a good meal. Last week, I tried to make a chicken quesadilla. The results weren’t perfect, but I tried.
It doesn’t help that recently I’ve been out of a job for a month. And finding a new job has been stressful once more.
I’ll end my talk here for now. Maybe I’ll wake up thinking of finally doing a challenge I’ve never considered until now… finally eating a salad.