Its a sunny, beautiful Saturday afternoon, and Im indoors baking gluten-free double chocolate zucchini bread, and going over this mornings doctor visit in my head. Because my regular internist is out of town for three weeks, I was scheduled to see the new doc in the group. Its always a chore to explain my complicated tale of medical blahblahblah to a new doctor, but today, I believe the stars must have been aligned in my favor. A former surgeon, now an internist, the newbie is an UK native who came here after her 25-year marriage crumbled. Not only did we share the experience of divorce, we shared the experience of the prednisone adventure. Her story gave me the hope and reassurance I needed to reinforce my choice to stop the prednisone and seek an alternative treatment for the MG. After one year on the drug, she had gained more than 100 lbs. Six months after stopping it, her moonface was gone and she was losing weight at a very reasonable rate, until finally, she returned to her normal weight. More important, however, her entire physical being, including her blood pressure, kidney function, digestion and wound healing stabilized. So, as Im refraining from eating what I bake, I know that at some point, even as a diabetic, I will be able to cheat once in a while without my numbers spiking into the stratosphere. When I told her how high they had been for more than a month, her eyes opened wide and she commented that I was lucky nothing had happened to me. What appeared yesterday as a misfortune (my internist being away) today presented as a wonderful opportunity for reinforcement and sound medical advise on how to taper off insulin and return to my normal. Im reminded of something I learned during my transformation. There is a concept called already always knowing, wherein we are convinced of something we think we know, but that conviction prevents being open to possibility and new knowledge unless we detach from it and open ourselves up to receive. Whammo! I just knew that seeing a new doctor who didnt know me would be a waste of time. Fortunately, from the moment she introduced herself to me, possibility presented itself and I greeted it (and her) with open arms. As crappy a day as yesterday was, today is much better, helped immeasurably by baking and inhaling the incredible aroma of dark chocolate (which covers up nicely the nasty odor of the cheese that dripped from the enchiladas I made last night and burned to the oven floor, setting the smoke detector to screeching). Next on the agenda is the zucchini applesauce bread, with a delightfully nuanced almond/vanilla/rum flavor. Just wish I had someone in the kitchen cleaning up my mess as I go along. :P
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 18:43:26 +0000