WAS is the acronym for my new plan to escape the grip of big pharma.
If you’re over the age of 50, you’re almost certainly taking too damned many pills. I know I am. Pills to regulate heart rate and blood pressure and blood sugar and a list of chemicals I can’t even name. Pills to make organs do things they wouldn’t normally do or stop doing things they would normally do. Every single one of the fixes one thing while screwing up something else.
I’m already trying to get better through being careful not to eat too much of anything that might be bad for me. I look for grass-fed beef and free range chicken. I try to find organic vegetables for most of my recipes.
I’ve tried every diet known to man. I’ve tried Atkins, Paleo, Vegetarian, Macrobiotic, Ketogenic, and on and on and on. They’re all too complicated and require far too much work. Not to mention you have to eat all the stuff that’s not allowed before you start because otherwise you’re either throwing stuff away or your spouse gets to have all the goodies while you suffer.
WAS stands for wheat, alcohol, sugar. Those are the three things I’m eliminating from my eating habits. Wheat and sugar went away the week before Thanksgiving, and it worked out okay. Alcohol goes away today. Thanksgiving stress (more than 25 people in one room, all talking at once) required beer. Christmas is going to be a much more intimate, quiet celebration. New Years is no issue at all. The last time we left the house for New Years, Reagan was president.
Anyway, just eliminating sugar and wheat has made it possible for me to fit into some of my old clothes already. Medically, I’ll just have to wait for my next doctor visit to see how things are going. What I’m hoping for is that my doctor notices an improvement in everything.
I’ll bet you a cigar he doesn’t advise me to add any wheat, alcohol, or sugar back into the diet plan.