Building Muscles

Over the last few months I started working out with my friend Sheryl. She is a machine and amazing weight lifter! I am not, but you have to start somewhere. When I first started I watched Sheryl with amazement. While hanging from a pull-up bar she folded herself so her feet touched the bar and then rotated her body back and forth. Then she did a handstand and essentially did handstand push-up. By the end of the workout I was determined to get stronger so I could do that too.

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So, here I am nearly five months later and I am stronger. I am not even close to what Sheryl can do! I can do a headstand and that is it. I tried just a handstand and I my wrists gave out. After a little research I found that if I use something to elevate my feet I can build myself up to a handstand.

After a lot of work I am finally able to add more weights! I started with only the bar. Sheryl insisted I needed to get my form correct before adding the weights. I’m glad I worked on my form first! I’m hoping by the end of the summer I am able to do a headstand. More to come.

Bear: A Cat Every Diabetic Needs

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In the months before finding out I was diabetic my cat Bear started being my shadow. He followed me all over the house and curled up with me every night. I joked with my husband that I must be dying. Little did I know I was walking around with high blood sugar and my cat was trying to tell me.

After being diagnosed Bear was persistent whenever I had high blood sugar. He would meow at me and follow me until I checked my blood sugar. Once I corrected it he would leave me alone. I found this to be peculiar. I know there are dogs that are trained to warn their owners when blood sugar is dropping. But a cat who warns when blood sugar is high?

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Recently I have experienced a couple of lows at night. I am unfortunately a heavy sleeper. But not so heavy that my cat licking and pawing at my face didn’t wake me up. Both times I checked my sugar and I was at 50 for one and 40 for the other.

So, I wanted to give a shout out to my cat. He is the best cat this girl could ask for. I don’t know what I would do without him.

Crock-pot Low Carb and Low Sodium Vegan Ramon Noodle Soup

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After researching various recipes I decided to come up with my own version of vegan Ramon low sodium and low carb soup. Before I dive into the recipe I should explain why I make recipes like this. About three months ago a friend found out that his health needed some improvement. Per the doc he had to cut down on sodium and animal products. So, I offered to make him a dinner once a week that is vegan and low sodium. Since I eat low carb I also do my best to keep it low carb.

My first vegan Ramon noodle soup I followed a recipe I found online. For the Ramon pictured above I did my own thing. Sadly my Skinny Pasta was out of stock, but silver lining is I found another very good option for noodles called Smart Noodle by House Foods. They taste very good; slightly higher in carbs, but only by 2 carbs. Sodium is the same. I think I will likely use them again.

In all, I am very happy with how the recipe turned out. Per serving it was only 15 carbs and sodium was 180 mg. If you make this carbs and sodium will depend on the ingredients you use. Please keep in mind I made this to be spicier, so if you want it less spicy add less of the chili powder! If you like it super spicy add more chili. My friend loves spicy food so he added a little more spice to his bowl. Mine was more than

Ingredients:

  • 2-3 Packages of Smart Noodles or Skinny Pasta
  • 1 Package of extra firm tofu
  • 4 Cups vegetable broth
  • 1 Cup Water
  • 1 Teaspoon minced fresh ginger
  • 2-3 Minced fresh garlic cloves
  • 1/4 Cup shredded nappa cabbage
  • 1/4 Cup chopped carrots
  • 2 Medium turnips cut into small cubes
  • 2 Tablespoons chili powder + 1 table spoon chili powder
  • 1 Tablespoon chipotle chili powder + 1 tablespoon chipotle chili powder
  • 1 1/2 Teaspoon coconut amino soy sauce
  • 1 to 2 Teaspoon sea salt or kelp granules
  • 2 tablespoons of oil (Coconut, vegetable, etc.)

Instructions:

  1. The night before prepare the tofu. I found a wonderful website for making the best tofu! Please reference the link here. https://minimalistbaker.com/tofu-that-tastes-good-stir-fry/ . For those wanting a quick how to:
    1. Wrap tofu in paper towel and set something heavy on it. Once paper towel is soaked through, remove the paper towel and wrap the tofu with fresh paper towel. Repeat the process until paper towel is not completely soaked.
    2. Cut tofu into cubes.
    3. Use the oil to grease a cookie sheet.
    4. Sprinkle evenly 1 tablespoon of chili power, 1 table spoon chipotle chili powder and 1/2 teaspoon salt on the pan.
    5. Put tofu on the pan spaced apart.
    6. Cook for 15 minutes, take out of oven, flip each tofu piece and bake for another 15 minutes.
    7. Remove from pan and let them dry further in a sealed container.
  2. The next day get out your crock-pot. Add all ingredients except for the tofu. Make sure to follow instructions for the low carb noodles. Most will suggest washing the noodles.
  3. Cook on low for 6 hours or on high for 3-4 hours depending on crock-pot.
  4. About 30-40 minutes before serving add the tofu.
  5. Enjoy!

 

 

 

Welcome to the Club!

20180806_2128182I’m 29 years old and I was diagnosed with type one diabetes. I eat healthy and am active. Before you ask, no I am not overweight. Type 1 Diabetes is an autoimmune disease that anyone can get, but genetics unfortunately play a part. Lucky me. I’m handling it okay, but the emotions come in waves. This blog is to help me cope and hopefully help others in the near future. I will write about my failures and successes. I want to prove to myself that this is something that I can live with and help others in my situation to see that they can too.

It all began back in January. I was experiences symptoms like dying of thirst, needing to use the restroom more often, legs cramping all freaking night, increased appetite, irregular periods, and a burning desire to consume all the sugar I could find. I went to my doctor in Feburary about my legs. When there she basically said “well that’s weird…we can run some blood work.” In retrospect I should have done that, but I felt stupid at that point for even going to see the doctor. So I started taking bottles and bottles of supplements to stop my leg cramping. It worked enough to alleviate my concern.

However, my irregular periods where becoming a nuisance. My period kept starting a week early. Last about 7 days. I would have a one day break and then my period would start again lasting for about 5 more days. Not fun.

So l I went to my gynecologist. I was set up with an ultrasound and my results came back normal. My GM decided that blood work was the next step. My husband asked me earlier that day if thought I could be diabetic. I immediately said no. I was too old. My brother is type 1 and he was diagnosed in his early twenties. There was no way. However, to be on the safe side I asked that they check my blood sugar in the test. I put off going into hospital for days. Finally I was hanging with my brother and told him my symptoms. He frowned. “I want you to eat something sugary, wait one hour and then come to my house sometime this weekend.”

That Sunday I ate a good portion of jellybeans and half a Sayklly’s fudge egg. In an hour I bravely went to my brother’s house and felt I was ready. He pulled out his glucose meter and pricked my finger. My results appeared and all I could do was blankly stare. I was at 519. An average person should be around 90-120. I felt numb and sick. Nathan, seeing my face, said let’s retest. This time it was 546. No, this can’t be real. I’m too old. It has to be something else. Something curable. Something I don’t have to live the rest of my life with. My husband checked his next. That stupid man had perfect levels. Nate tested his and his were currently normal. At this point Nate patted me on the back and said “Welcome to club sister.”

The next morning, Monday, I woke up early and went in for my blood test finally. I told them about my results from the night before. There were two women there who were very nice. I cried as she inserted the needle and said “I better start getting used to needles.” They both were wonderful. One was diabetic and told me there was nothing to be concerned. It will be apart of who I am if the result come back positive. I left the room calmer, but also numb.

Within two hours I received the call. My blood sugar was at 290. I was told to call my doctor immediately and get in as soon as possible. I was in to see my doctor in less than 2 hours. I finally got the fateful news. I was type 1 diabetic. Emotions washed over me. I tried to stay calm and not cry. It didn’t work. They had one more test before they could prescribe insulin, but there was no doubt.

I was sent to a diabetic learning center in the hopes it would help calm my mind. In a way yes it did. Everyone around me seemed to be speaking a million words a minute. I tried my best to fight the tears. My husband finally arrived a calm washed over me. I always feel so safe and secure with him. The appointment ended and I decided to throw in the towel about returning to work. Instead I went home and called my insurance company to determine what was acceptable prescription wise. After I was done with that I felt so emotionally drained. I felt I could cry no more.

Foolishly I sat down and read the materials they gave me. I got to the section about inserting the needle and broke down. That is when my husband walked through the door. He was by my side in an instant. If you haven’t guessed, I am terrified of needles. That fear is still there, but deminished with short needles.

In the end I survived my first day of being diabetic. It was a whirlwind of information that went right over my numb head, but thankfully I have the wonderful support of my husband. I also have an amazing support system in my family and my friends.