I am a 40 year old female from Florida. The mother of a blended family of five, they are all grown now. I have been mostly primal since this past Monday, so I am 6 days old (ha). I have about 1 cup of coffee a day and about 1 ounce of cheese a day, that covers the non primal I believe oh and a couple of sips of diet coke around the evening time. Motivator to switching: this one is easy. I have been on diets since I was eight. you name it I did it. Monday was a breaking point. I used to weigh 300 lbs, that was around age 23 and it has been a yo-yo world ever since. In 4th grade I had hit 120 lbs. I was active as a child but still heavier than my 5 siblings (They were all skinny -thin). Yet, I climbed trees and went on adventures with my brother, did ballet gymnastics and tap 4 days a week (the others did not) alas, I lived up to my nick name, butterball, (to close for comfort as my mother went into labor cooking a thanksgiving meal. but that was not the biggest motivator. As I said, I have tried everything. I had success but only short periods of time. This past year, things have terrible. Nothing I tried would work and everytime I went to the doctor it was the same, stop eating at fast food restaraunts and stop using salt. I did neither of those things, I would leave crying, even diet pills did not work. I cut my calories to 1200 and walked or exercised 30 minutes a day, believe it or not, I gained even more weight, I wouldnt have considered myself a bad eater, whole grains (now I know), salads, fruit, some meats, vegies. So monday morning I wake up, step on the scale and am horrified to see yet again, what three pounds I lost the previous week, I had put on and then 3 more within the matter of two days, even though I ate healthy and worked the weekend painting my mother in laws house. I m an administrator in the health field, and I could only find one pair of pants that fit me that day, my abdomen was huge. So at lunch I told the girls at the office, I am going to walmart to buy some scrubs, I tried them on and they fit but I hung my head and said "what are you doing, giving up? You have by fighting this for 32 years you are not giving up. I had yet to eat that day as I was so upset, so I went through the vegies section and picked up something to make salad and picked up nuts, you see two weeks earlier, one of the girls at work who is a vegetarian mentioned her brother was doing the caveman diet and he looked wonderful. So I new some things to pick up because I had done a small amount of research. I followed it on Monday and lost a pound come tuesday morning. So it still wasn't enough, I squeezed into a pair of pants, that I thought I was going to die and packed my food (primal) and headed off to work. I couldn't believe the amount of energy I had and I grazed throughout the day on berries and nuts and thought (oh no the scale is going to go up) the next day I was down another pound. Long and short it is, Since Monday afternoon I have lost 8.6 pounds in 51/2 days. Even on the other diets I was never able to do that. I am on no medication, except sleeping pills which I can not quit cold turkey, but have been cutting down (they cause seizures if you quit cold). My cholesterol was high, I wont know for another six months if that has changed, My blood sugar has always been good, but diabetes runs in my family. by Thursday the pants I wore on Tuesday that I had to pour myself into, fit comfortable, a little snug, but comfortable, the girls were amazed, as they could never figure out all these years why I could eat healthier then them but still be as big as I was. To me it is a miracle. About a month ago I started developing, swelling in my feet, then my hands, (which hasn't happened since I was pregnant as a teenager, now I wake up every morning and no swelling. I have severe osteoarthritis which makes walking hard and have had problems with my left foot, that doctors could not figure out what was wrong other then a huge heel spur, plantar fascitis and something they could not explain on my MRI, now I do still feel a twinge of pain in the mornings, but that pain is almost gone. So for some this may be simple logic, but for me it is the miracle I have been praying for. I don't measure my food because, grazing during the day, allows me portion control with my meals. I dont count calories, or fat grams. I feel great, the last two mornings I have beaten the sun coming up and I am not exhausted. I don't even remember drifting off to sleep. I am going to introduce walking at this point, and usually this is where everything falls apart. So I am praying this miracle keeps on, so I may be healthy. I have my first grandbaby arriving and I am planning on being there. So glad I went primal and can't wait to spread the word to the diabetics in my family.... Thanks for listening.