that is only reason I keep in bedroom. But no sound on ...this way if and Er situation arises - no waiting for it to come on..saves a few seconds at least!
I agree with you, @Mary Stetler . There is some kind of sugar and usually seed oils in almost everything that we buy that is processed food, and since the cigarette companies now own the food companies, they also add the chemicals that addict people to tobacco.I truly believe sugar and processed carbs are injurious to the body. Food companies research the 'bliss factor' to find a way to get people hooked on their products. People are at the point that they 'don't like' vegetables and it is so much easier to grab a prepared meal without reading the ingredients. I was kind of that way until I 'met' Dr Berg who recommended a large salad to get my nutrients. I tried it. I tasted all the vegetables I put in in individually. Didn't need dressing. They were great. It was definitely not just a lettuce salad. Steamed broccoli tasted amazing. Of course things I grow taste better because they are fresh.
I don't know how I made it to 75. I ate very badly in my youth and drank like a fish after my husband died. I made deserts that can kill.
My mom was a tiny, thin little thing who did not eat well to stay that way. My paternal grandmother was a stately woman. Both had dementia in later life. Hopefully that is not hereditary but now it is considered type three diabetes.
Fortunately it is getting warmer so I can get out and do things that require effort because I sit too much in the winter.
I suspect carbs are related to some forms of dementia, but it irks me a bit to call it "Type 3 Diabetes". The doctors who use the term are ignorant of the origin. Diabetes refers to excessive urination, not sugar. and that is how elevated sugar was once diagnosed. Diabetes insipidus is totally unrelated to sugar or carbs and is due to a hormone deficiency. An acquaintance just died a few weeks ago. He had been thought to have dementia for over a year. Turns out, he had a brain tumor that killed him shortly after he was diagnosed, not regular dementia at all. Of course, this is Alaska where poor medical care is prevalent.I truly believe sugar and processed carbs are injurious to the body. Food companies research the 'bliss factor' to find a way to get people hooked on their products. People are at the point that they 'don't like' vegetables and it is so much easier to grab a prepared meal without reading the ingredients. I was kind of that way until I 'met' Dr Berg who recommended a large salad to get my nutrients. I tried it. I tasted all the vegetables I put in in individually. Didn't need dressing. They were great. It was definitely not just a lettuce salad. Steamed broccoli tasted amazing. Of course things I grow taste better because they are fresh.
I don't know how I made it to 75. I ate very badly in my youth and drank like a fish after my husband died. I made deserts that can kill.
My mom was a tiny, thin little thing who did not eat well to stay that way. My paternal grandmother was a stately woman. Both had dementia in later life. Hopefully that is not hereditary but now it is considered type three diabetes.
Fortunately it is getting warmer so I can get out and do things that require effort because I sit too much in the winter.
I'd recommend a combination of both, but I agree that exercise is probably the more important of the two. It is my non-expert opinion that a large part of the reason we could eat whatever we wanted when we were young - some of us - and not get fat, is that we were more active than we are as older adults. In our time, in many cases, the first jobs we got were ones that required a lot of activity on our part. Then, as we became better educated, gained experience, and worked our way up whatever ladder we might have been on, we found ourselves behind a desk, slowly gaining weight unless we made a conscious effort to work out often. After retirement, activity was not a requirement for our daily lives, and we eventually convinced ourselves that we were too old do to a lot of things. At some point, it becomes too late.
That can be a good gauge of what to expect, but I'm nearly twice the age my mother was when she died of a stroke, and I'm about twenty years older than my dad was, but his life was shortend by a major fire; although he lived another ten years or so, his health was greatly affected by burns. But that's anecdotal.
