I had blood taken last year, in July. The only one I remember was my LDL. It was 194. High.
I had blood taken last week, on Tuesday. The results were back on Wednesday. My cholesterol is high. 235.
I figured she was telling me about the same thing she told me about last year. I was upset.
We’ve cut way back on crap food. Use a lot less cheese, a lot less butter. Eat fish more often and beef less often. More chicken. No more fried foods here at home. Well, for breakfast eggs. But for breakfast potatoes, he uses olive oil. I use olive oil in place of butter in a lot of what I cook. I even use it for the packaged rice. Can’t tell the difference.
So, you can figure why I’d be upset. All this work and it’s higher? Why bother? Well, because I really don’t want to die, you know? I told my mom I want to live until I’m in my 90s. Won’t happen if I blow a gasket in my heart or brain. I’ve spent the past week feeling sorry for myself, laying on the sofa and reading. Trying not to stress over high readings.
In today’s mail was an envelope from my doctor’s office. Inside was a complete listing of all the values they tested for.
That 235? That was total cholesterol. “Borderline high”. My LDL was down 36 points to 158. Everything else was within normal range.
Can you spell relief? I’m feeling a lot better right now than I have been for the past week. Diet DOES work!
And now that I’m on a cholesterol blocker or whatever you want to call it, it should be MUCH better in six months.
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