I remember last year when I first went to Dr. Fred, and I don't know if this was WAY BEFORE I had begun to do the B-12 thing, I asked the guy who takes the blood, to test me for intrinsic factor. I remember asking him when I got the results "how is my intrinsic factor", and he replied 'just fine'.

Now I have no idea what their version of just fine is, but I can honestly say that if I eat onions, I burp all night long. So I don't eat onions.

This has something to do with stomach acid and absorption of food, right??

I have (in my youth), had stomach problems. I couldn't eat spices, or heavy stuff. Didn't stop me from loading up with chips and dips and ice cream and ding dongs, but I was not the type to order a huge Steak with potatoes and garlic bread. Now Alan, well he could have eaten a whole pizza by himself. Come to think of it, he sometimes did. Who the heck can eat a whole pizza??

I remember when we were first married, we went to Florida and they had a contest or something to the effect that you could eat all the spaghetti you could wolf down. (Look how stupid our brains were way back then?).

And while I was no hefty person when I married Alan, well, I wasn't slim.

Do you want to know how many bowls of spaghetti Alan wolfed down??? 7.

I had 3. It was great. I was raised on Spaghetti and meatballs. Alan was not.

So put a dish of spaghetti in front of him and his eyes blew up. He actually ate 7. He did not break the record. Some big guy came in and ate 8 bowls of spaghetti. Good God, what the brain allows one to do!!

I'm just curious about one thing.

How come I now can entertain, have chips on the table, with dip, with soda, with WHATEVER people like to eat, and when they go home, I vacuum seal the chips and put the dip back in the fridge and I wouldn't go near this if you paid me a million dollars.

How come I didn't think this way when I was 40? I mean, I got diabetes when I weighed 300 lbs, I was 40 years old, I developed osteoarthritis, my own mother kept saying "are you nuts, look at you", the doctor told me "get on the scale I want to vomit", but did that stop me from sitting down in front of the tv every night with my bag of dipsy doodles, big glass of (DIET SODA)??, and some cupcakes?? I mean, where the heck were my brains in those days.

It's like I'm a completely different human being. I have no idea why I look as food as fuel and where it goes and what it does to my body.

Why didn't I do this when I was 40? Might have had a better outcome, now, right?

But I guess I was a food addict. I have read that once you are an addict, you are always an addict, only the difference is that you are a recovering addict.

So what am I?? A recovering food addict???

And the people who we went out to the Japanese restaurant the other day, well the girl called me up and said "Melody, you know you can eat if you really wanted to, what's the big deal, a glass of wine, some potatoes, some white rice, I mean, it can't hurt, it's only one time".

I honestly didn't know what to say because you couldn't get me to eat that if you paid me. I simply said "Yeah, I know one time probably wouldn't do a darn thing except make my brain feel good, but honestly, my brain feels good when I put steamed veggies and broiled fish into it.

She didn't get it.

Actually I myself do not get it. I have literally been able to re-wire my brain. Alan did it too.

I believe that when one develops any kind of neuropathy, and you discover that if you eat certain foods, your sugar will go up, and your neuropathy MIGHT get more progressive.. well, I don't want to take that chance. That's the way I look at it. Maybe I'm wrong, but I'm not taking any chances.

Alan feels the same since he got his stent. I realize that not everybody can do this. But it took me until my mid 50's to make my brain realize this.

I'm just wondering why my brain didn't do this when I was 40??

I mean, I was 40, not 20. So how come it took 15 more years for me TO GET A BRAIN LESSON??

By the way, I'm doing the B-12 thing every other day since I found out my level is 2000.

And I'll only be purchasing Jarrows from now on, not the other cheaper brands.

Now I'm going to gently steam mop my floor and try and go for a walk.

It's funny, in that I'm 60, I think like I'm 20, I want to look like I did at 30 and after watching that Barbara Walters special on aging, I'll probably be the first one in line to try that reversatrol pill.

God, the vanity of women!!!! lol