Today I acquired a new recruit on my veganised gravy train. Mac, one of my best friends since high school and the most stubborn person I know, has recently been diagnosed as border-line type two diabetic. This is due to environment and eating habits. Type two diabetes can be reversed but it takes a tremendous amount of changes in eating habits, life style and all sorts of will power. That is if you go by the Dr. recommended reversal diet that is not even vegetarian. I've been nudging her with documentation about how a vegan diet is proven to reverse type two diabetes, she can eat all she wants with no horrible after effects (except maybe bad gas).
Mac had decided to join me for her health and hopefully to shed a few unwanted pounds but she is already planting herself firmly in the "I'm absolutely not giving up X!" She still wants her cheese and yogurt, oh and anything with soy activates her gag reflex, literally we are talking Linda Blair syndrome. Which means I get to hear her bitch and complain and the whole time I'm thinking "but you want to reverse this shit right? then what's the flippin problem?!?" Mac has a very different thinking style than I do. I say no cheese tastes as good as fitting into my skinny jeans and no damn yogurt has ever tasted near as good as getting up in the morning feeling like a million bucks.
I told her to finish the book, were still pressing forward and she can keep her dairy or we can gradually phase it out. She's not totally opposed to phasing it out but she wants her grilled cheese sandwiches and will not be denied damn it. She can get as mad as she wants and I'm still happy cause at least she won't be eating meat. WOOOOT!
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