Having discovered that the arteries in my heart were home to enough plaque to restrict the flow of blood to my important bits; my heart doctor had one expected, and rather depressing, question: “what’s your total cholesterol?”
It’s depressing because, as he said once I had revealed that my cholesterol is below average, your total cholesterol is not a good indicator for the likelihood of heart problems. No shit Sherlock, so why ask, I didn’t say. I suggested that if you wanted to look at cholesterol, then you needed to be also looking at HDL, LDL and the ratios between them. And that the real issue was insulin resistance and that blaming cholesterol for heart problems (or anything else) was liking blaming the policeman at the scene of a crime (although that analogy doesn’t work so well in Thailand).
Anyway, he had lost interest in my opinions and instead prescribed statins. As they do.
Statins are the default drug of choice for millions; especially for diabetics. Their job is to lower the cholesterol production of the body, something we could do naturally if we stopped filling our faces with dietary cholesterol. They are evil, unnecessary props for a shitty lifestyle. I explained I didn’t want to take them. “If you can get your LDL cholesterol down to 70 (currently 123) then you might be able to reduce plaque, but only by one percent” he suggested. Hardly an encouragement, and a bit of research revealed this was the result of a single study and required heavy doses of statins to achieve the reduction. But I took them anyway for three days, and the side effects had me curled up on the sofa wanting to die for hours on end. So I threw them away.
But Spike, does that mean you are going to do nothing to try and improve your situation. Are you just going to sit and wait for the inevitable heart attack?
Nope. Starting Monday, she who must be obeyed is going to join me on a new adventure. By reducing our carb intake to almost zero and loading up on (good) fats, we are going to switch our bodies to a ketogenic state where the source of fuel will become fat and not carbs. We will feel like shit for a few days during the change; but thereafter we will have more energy, feel better and, most importantly for me, have a chance of reducing the plaque lining my arteries.
There is science supporting this approach, which seem to contradict the dietary advice of the last thirty years (which has resulted in a global obesity/diabetes epidemic). If you are interested, the videos of Ivor Cummins and worth a look.
Statins can fuck off, fat will be my saviour. Maybe.