Hey everyone, sorry for the delay!
Andrey and I and Scarlett moved back into his old condo! We moved out in a haze of pregnancy nesting hormones when I decided I could NOT survive in a 535 square foot condo with a baby. I basically ran around like a chicken with its head cut off for 10 months. Hopefully next time I will be much more relaxed as a meat eater. Only time will tell.
But now that sane-not-pregnant Mikhaila is back, I missed the condo. So we’re back. Plus it’s easy to clean, and babies are pretty compact anyway. Although we do have to figure out how to put a crib and a queen bed in the same room… And cribs are kind of huge. Basically a twin bed. But we have a pool! So Scarlett can swim I can attempt to get in shape too! I did 2 minutes of treading water last night and almost drowned. I have no core or back strength. Or arms or legs. So that’s better change unless I want to be left a noodle after the next pregnancy.
Jordan’s Zero-Carb Update:
Anyway, like I said last week, Dad started the carnivore diet. I told him I thought it could take up to month for the doom-y mornings to get better. I don’t say “doom-y” lightly. I mean waking up and having all your worries flood in plus more, feeling overwhelmed, wanting to hide your head under the covers and go back to sleep. This doesn’t even describe it well enough. doom-y like there’s something deeply wrong and there’s no way to fix it.
For those of you who don’t know, Dad and I had extremely severe depression/anxiety. We managed to get most of it under control with the extremely strict original diet. No cheating. AT ALL. I would say it worked better for me than for dad mood-wise. It fixed his autoimmune symptoms, he lost 50 pounds, got rid of his snoring and GERD, so it helped, but it wasn’t good enough to completely remove the anxiety-ridden mornings. And anxiety-ridden is putting it mildly. He was experiencing a doom-y feeling in the mornings that would slowly fade by the evenings. No way to live really.)
Anywa,y he went from eating meat and greens to only eating meat and felt better in TWO days. TWO. DAYS.
What’s only eating meat mean? It means chicken, beef, salt, and water or sparkling water. That’s it. I stick to beef because I think it makes me feel better, but he’s doing chicken too.
Now he’s not all the way better. He’s waking up doom free, at about a 7/10 according to him. But that’s an incredible improvement. Doom is not a nice feeling to wake up to. And it’s only been eleven days. He saw improved in 2. Even I’m surprised at how fast it was. I’m assuming it was this quick because he had already cut 99% of the problem foods.
He’s shocked. He keeps saying, “Can that REALLY have been carbs? Like.. REALLY?” And yep folks, somehow it’s the carbs. So that’s fantastic news. I’m over the moon. He did improve mentally with the old diet. He went off meds, and stopped napping, and is much clearer in his thinking. But the anxiety didn’t go away. It’s been so stressful watching him improve physically but not all the way mentally for the last 3 years. Plus then he shot to fame and there’s been extra stress so it’s been hard to tell what’s life and what’s diet. Turns out the anxiety was diet! So that’s great.
I was over there Tuesday and he was smiling, playing with the baby, and happier than I’ve seen him in years. Thank GOD. I’ve been torturing him with my diet for almost 3 years and it’s helped but that stupid horrible anxiety was so hard to get rid of. And it seems to be fading out extremely quickly! Success. FUCK YOU WORLD – WE WON.
Anyway. I’m pretty stoked.