Nope. After a while, I just stopped caring. I think it's the difference between lions and gazelles.
Cutting the grains and sugar would ultimately likely be beneficial, but probably won't help them recover from a cold immediately. Being sick AND having carb flu? Ugh.
I usually tell people to try high doses of Vitamin D. They give me a funny look and say, "don't you mean vitamin C?" I shake my head and walk away.
Confusing the masses = easier than explaining everything.
Journal on depression/anxiety
Currently trying to figure out WTF to eat (for IBS-C).
Before I cut the grains and sugar I never got sick so I don't know if that's really the answer. The only things I ever think when I'm around sick people is "Why didn't you stay the hell home?", "Please don't touch me", "Please don't cough and sneeze in my presence" and "Where's the hand sanitizer? I need to wash my hands."
Female, 5'3", 48, Starting weight: 163lbs. Current weight: 135.
Starting squat: 45lbs. Current squat: 145 x 4.
Love it. Ha!"Why didn't you stay the hell home?", "Please don't touch me", "Please don't cough and sneeze in my presence"
Primal on a budget in Sugar Land, TX
SarahChzBurg's Primal Journal
I have a tremendous amount of not-giving-fuckery within me and zero sympathy for easily fixable cures. It's like when someone complains about not losing weight while eating a mess of pineapples soaked in honey (true story). I roll my eyes and walk away.
F 28/5'4/100 lbs
"I'm not a psychopath, I'm a high-functioning sociopath; do your research."
Haven't figured out the double quote thing but... what SB, Damiana and Diana Renata said..
Breathe. Move forward.
I just eat what I want...
"Here, try this tea. It'll cure you up so you don't sick me up."
"Don't get me sick."
(I've said both. Repeatedly.)
I generally don't give shit one about how others eat, so telling them about Primal generally doesn't cross my mind.
"No fate but what we make"- Sarah Connor, Terminator 2
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
My Primal Battle Tome