Mortal Combat

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Fight!

AKA... another doctor appointment...  Renal.

Doc... so... your health is... questionable.

Doom... aye... been so for a very long, long time.

Doc... your cholesterol level is over 3k.

Doom... that high?  Been that way for a decade... or two... now.

Back... and forth.  Tag.  Your it!

No, we... did... talk.  I let him know that my numbers have been outrageous for a... very long time.  Including when they did arterial run, from my leg to my heart, through several courses, looking for blockages.  Clean as a whistle.  And the electronics were good.  The heart is damaged, badly.  Has problems.  But... no arterial blockages, or else.

However, I am willing to begin a baseline with him (some of the numbers and tests were... incogruent).  And, give the new diet some time after those tests.  Then... if the numbers still look too ugly, and signs show that there is a problem?  Then... we can beging looking.  Statins are off the table.  No-go.  Edible options?  Maybe.  If there are such.  Though... I'd have to see some testing.  The size of the cholesterol molecules, and a few other things, make a difference.  Big ones aren't a problem.  As well, I would guess, the portions have something to do with it... big to small.  And, there are variations in the types.  It's... never cut and dried.  Or I would have been dead a very long time ago.  

I simply don't trust big pharma, or even medical industrial complex... even when it is trying to be legit.  Which... is always a question.

Still, we will... see.  Besides... for most of my life, in ill health, the medical i.c. has been trying to not treat what was wrong.  Now they want to "help me"?  Pardon me if I'm not trusting.  Tried to push me into a heart transplant, probably just hoping the meds required for prep would kill me, leaving me open to infections, diseases.  No... I saw that one coming and just stepped aside.  This... to me... is no different.

I think they fear that my weight loss will cause me to live even longer!  Gotta figure something to short that career.  They, some in there, really do hate me.  Especially as I go against Rome, on almost every clown front they are trying to run.  It isn't really the cost, it's... the face they are losing?  Funny, clowns worried about losing face to a walking dead man?  What a lark.

Anyway...  So... yea.