Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
it is only part diet, it is a lot genetic
So much this!!! I (over 400 pounds and waaay out of shape) lucked out on the cholesterol gene front, but my brother (who's been mostly thin all his life, and works out on a regular basis) has had to work on reducing his count from 235. So don't beat yourself up over it--blame your parents!!
blame your parents
Oh, yeah. That's definitely going to happen. Mom had triple bypass at 66 and Dad has high blood pressure and cholesterol.
I'll just buy more Cheerios and ignore the Baconaise.
poorboy sandwiches at Merishka's in Joliet, with "garlic butterine" on the bread.
OH GOD THOSE ARE SO GOOD.
Ahem. My mother spent years trying to re-create those. She finally got it down, and now whenever she makes them, we all have to be quarantined else our garlicky dragon breath will level entire cities.
Oh, yeah. That's definitely going to happen.
I'm sorry if I sounded crass--I meant it as a joke. I apologize if I offended!!
Oh, yeah. That's definitely going to happen.
I'm sorry if I sounded crass--I meant it as a joke. I apologize if I offended!!
Oh, Kathy, NOT offended at all! My sarcasm gets a big FAIL today. It was funny. I'm blaming mom and dad. They also gave me the bi-polar and compulsive behavior. But Mom gave me her awesome legs and her love of reading. Dad gave me my sense of humor.
My cable is jacked, every time I call Time Warner they have a pre-recorded excuse. Apparently it's sunspots. Or flares. Something solar anyway.
Have you tried OpenDNS? The last time TWC was having consistent problems I set it up and it seems like I have fewer problems than Bob (same cable, no OpenDNS).
My Mom gave me my curves. My Dad gave me my green eyes.
Man, we're under a flash flood watch from Saturday morning through Sunday evening.
Oh, good, Cashmere--glad to know I wasn't stepping over any lines.
Let's see...I got my good cholesterol, my "potato nose" (as Grandma called hers), and my love of history and folk songs from Dad, and my Irish skin and love of reading from Mom's side (she likes to read but isn't obsessive about it, her dad OTOH was a complete bookaholic; when she saw my need to read, she knew that her dad wasn't completely gone from the world).
When Hubby started his health adventures, his cholesterol was over 600. It may have been higher, but the meter didn't go higher. The other day, it was below 100. His HDL was good, too.
Unfortunately, his sister was just diagnosed with MS. This may be genetic, but we can't be sure, because Hubby's birth father is long disappeared. His mother believed that people you didn't want to associate with should be considered dead, so no efforts were made to maintain contact. When asked about genetic things, she only ever referred to Hubby's adoptive father's family. I have a bad feeling about Hubby's grandchildren's health.