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My doctor and I are looking over the results of a recent set of blood tests. Since my tests a year ago I've given up most red meat, cut way back on dairy, gone vegetable-crazy, lost four or five more pounds, and added several walks a week to my exercise regimen, which already includes daily cycling.
The lipid numbers we hoped would go down have remained stubbornly in the red zone.
Before I can get all freaked out and start making a new list of dietary improvements, Doctor John says, "Your diet is damn near perfect, and you exercise way more than the majority of my patients. I do not want you planning more changes to your diet. I don't think further weight loss will budge these numbers either. At this point, I think we're looking at something genetic."
He thinks out loud about this for a while, then kind of slaps his forehead and says, "Oh! I know what we need to do!"
( MTHFR! )
The lipid numbers we hoped would go down have remained stubbornly in the red zone.
Before I can get all freaked out and start making a new list of dietary improvements, Doctor John says, "Your diet is damn near perfect, and you exercise way more than the majority of my patients. I do not want you planning more changes to your diet. I don't think further weight loss will budge these numbers either. At this point, I think we're looking at something genetic."
He thinks out loud about this for a while, then kind of slaps his forehead and says, "Oh! I know what we need to do!"
( MTHFR! )