Six-Week Veganism Results

My highly anticipated (by me) date finally arrived. It was time to make my way to the VA and have my lab work done. It had been six weeks since I began this culinary journey into the depths of plant-based eating.

To recap, initially I was going to try this for four weeks and see how it looked; however, my doctor informed me that she really needed six weeks to see the difference in my labs.

So I agreed.

During this period I did not cheat a single time – although I did unintentionally have a few bites of a meal with egg in it. Once it was noticed, I was done.

As far as cravings – very minimal.

Detox – nothing that I can point to.

Results – well, I wish I had better news to report, but let me explain.

Having had the detailed discussion with my doctor about my lifestyle change, I was very curious to see all of my lab results. Glucose, Cholesterol, Calcium, B12…I really wanted to see the effects.

Unfortunately, all of those labs weren’t ordered. So I have nothing to report about my cholesterol…yet. I go back in two months for a complete set.

So, first off, weight loss. According to my weight at the VA I have lost a little over nine pounds! Additionally, I have lost an inch across my waist.

Glucose – my readings were consistently in the 300’s prior to starting. Yeah – that’s not good. That’s major diabetes.  I am now in the 110’s – 130’s. Still diabetic, but a huge difference in only six weeks.

Both calcium and B12 are in the normal ranges.

I specifically chose NOT to take any supplements during this period as I wanted to see the effects of the diet alone, so that was a welcome result.

A few other changes – my resting heart rate has gone from the mid 90’s to the mid 70’s.

Also, and this was another big one – my blood pressure. I went from 150/91 six weeks ago, to 117/79!

Last week I was noticing my energy level dropping though. So I have started taking a multi-vitamin with B12 to help with that. I don’t know if it really starts working right away or if it’s in my mind, but I do already feel better this week.

So, I consider everything a success so far. I go back on December 8 for more labs and will see how I’m progressing and decide if this is what I plan on sticking with.

Thanks for the words of encouragement that I have received and questions you have asked. Please feel free to continue.

Is Cooking Therapeutic for an #Introvert?

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Cooking is extremely calming for me. My grandmother basically taught me how to cook old German recipes that I still make today for my family. There is something about looking at a recipe and making something out of just a bunch of ingredients.

In full disclosure, I’m not a great cook. I follow the recipe to the T. I make good food because I’m not smart enough to deviate from something that works.

My wife (the Hippy) has a culinary degree. My degree is in Organizational Communications. Our joke, ok…my joke, is that I do all the cooking and she does all the talking.

That’s not entirely true. The joke is actually, “I do all the cooking and she won’t shut up.”

I also do most of the laughing at that joke. She begins her eye roll before I even start the joke since I’ve said it so many times she knows it’s coming.

But what started out as a joke (a damn funny one if I do say so myself) has blossomed in my mind as something tied into me being an introvert and her being an extreme extrovert.

I follow the recipe. I write it down in a notebook and guard that book with my life. I lay out everything in the proper order according to the recipe and won’t deviate. It’s calming. I don’t have to think, but I know that I am creating something the family enjoys.

The Hippy hates recipes. She probably has a hearty laugh inside that I use them. Maybe she even laughs out loud. I can’t be sure because I am concentrating on the recipe.

She can walk up to our pantry, pull out a few things…go to the spice counter, pull out a bunch of those with names I can’t even pronounce…and then make a masterpiece. When we have leftovers from the stuff I make, those leftovers are the exact same thing if I am warming them up. But not the Hippy. She can take those leftovers and create something that is totally different. And probably better.

Not probably, it is.

That is calming for her. Being creative. Seeing me eat something that I made the night before without even realizing it’s the same thing.

It’s her own little party in the kitchen. Communicating, in a way, with all of the ingredients. Making sure they all are happy with each other. Being the cheerleader captain. She can think outside of the box.

If the chili is burned, she knows to add peanut butter. Who the hell came up with that one. Probably not an introvert.

She’s the same way in a party. She likes to talk to everyone, even if she doesn’t know them. She makes sure everyone is getting along. If she could, she would host a party at our house every day.

I would change the locks.

But she’s an extrovert.

I treat a party like I cook. I stick to what (who) I know. I don’t add things to the discussion that may cause friction. I lay everything out in my mind so I am prepared.

I rarely order anything different at a restaurant that I have been too. If it’s something I know I like, why take that risk?

I have to take enough risks at work, after work is my “no-risk environment.”

Sort of. I do have a 6 year old who keeps me on my toes 24/7. Especially since his social calendar is much more impressive than mine.

Anyway, I’m kind of proud of myself. Not only did I come up with a hilarious joke, but it’s a joke that actually ties into the diversity between introverts and extroverts.

What do you think?