My grandfather had type 1 diabetes and lupus*, which meant he could not take medication for either. They're incompatible--lupus medication will worsen diabetes and vice versa. So instead, he had to monitor his diet. He ate to what he needed. My father told me (as my grandfather was dead by then) that he desired meat, that's what he ate. When he desired fruit or vegetables, he'd go for that. If he didn't, he would worsen. This is how my family tends to live (even though they do eat cooked food). I've always listened to my body. I've tried substituted food my cravings before--instead of eating meat, eating crackers. This never works and I'm usually either still hungry or still feel that craving in some way. Only until I eat the food I'm craving will it cease.
I think that's a big thing people do--ignoring their body.
*He happened to pass on other autoimmune disorders to his children. My father was born with a rash. My aunt and I get eczema, a lot. I've found that mine worsens with exposure to chemicals. I cannot stand perfumes, air fresheners, or soaps. My mother as well has issue with drugs and chemicals. We both are very sensitive to them.
As a scientist, I do believe in medication, but I don't believe in quick, faulty science. That's why I agree with raw foodism. What are we evolved to eat? What is the chemical difference between raw and cooked food? I've never believed that red meat was bad for people. However, people seem to have issue with cooked red meat. This makes a lot of sense. I think that if people ate what they're evolved to eat, then no, they shouldn't have much issue with health. However, if my leg breaks, I'm going to want to fix it.
I've never understood why people want Homo sapiens to be above animals (or in some strange other category--either we're apart of nature or we're not, and you can't not be a part of nature). I'm part of life as much as they are. I'm not above animals, of any sort, and I'm not their master of any kind. I may 'own' five cats, but I consider them as my friends. I have a warm, comfortable den, and they're welcome to join me, it's of no hindrance to me and they get a home. When I die, I've always wanted to be fed to another creature--I particularly have a soft spot for vultures and general carrion birds. As other animals are food for me, I would not want to deny them the privilege of a meal.
Topic: Bunch of old people talking about their diseases... my eyes roll. (Read 19225 times)