Dinner
It seems now
that all of my sins of table and tavern are destined to come back to haunt
me! I have only recently discovered that
I am afflicted with an industrial-grade case of type 2 diabetes. The probable cause is a lifetime of pushing
the alcohol limit, probably assisted by my craving for red meat and fried
foods. Whatever; from now on I must eschew
booze in any form; yes, sob, I am permanently on the wagon. Furthermore, what I eat must change
drastically. This morning I had an
interview with a very nice young nutritionist.
She didn’t give me meal plans; rather, she explained a pie diagram
guiding my nutrient intake. For instance
the upper right quadrant contained suggested proteins – fish, lean red meat,
beans, etc. This I can handle. However, sprawling across the left half of
the pie was a list of vegetables that I must ingest – and nearly every entry
was from my lifetime compilation of “foods to be avoided at all cost!”
No more
sugar, no more vodka, no more French fries, no more German chocolate cake! Hello, carrot sticks.
And thus
does Providence reward a life lived carelessly!
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