Spinal Care VT

It started when I was 10 years old. I had constant back pain that would spasm every time I bent forward and every time I lied down. I remember writhing in bed each night, sometimes as long as fifteen minutes, waiting for the spasms to stop. I also remember that if I dropped a pencil on the ground I would get up and walk through the house until I found another.

Karissa was nearly unrecognizable the first time I met her – she was like a different person. She came into the clinic shortly before closing one day, squinting and mincing her steps. Her whole body was tense and she kept her voice low as she said those four awful words, “I’m having a migraine.”

It happens every so often: you have that day. That day where nothing goes right. Normally this is limited to me spilling things, loosing pens, confusing patients, dropping charts, running late, tripping over my tongue and generally making a fool of myself. But every so often it happens to everyone else. It happened last Friday.

“Well, this week I saw a man with MS walk better than he has in months. And I got another patient emergent care when he’d been pushed from doctor to doctor while he worsened to the point where he had to crawl to get around his house,” I answered, resisting the urge to hand him a napkin to wipe the grin off his face. But that was this week, not the most astounding experiences I’ve had…

Can you feel it? The change of seasons. The itchy throat, the achy bones. The cold or flu that sweeps your office, school or home. It’s that time. Again. Here’s what to do when you first feel a cold coming on (or better yet – when you start seeing the people around you getting sick)…

It is often said that you are what you eat, but I believe that you are what you eat, digest, absorb, excrete, and don’t!

Insulin resistance can be simply summarized as what would happen if your mail man (insulin) kept bringing packages (of glucose) to your house (the cell) but had no way to deliver to them to you because your door is stuck (the receptors on the cell are not working). So the packages (glucose) keep building up outside (in the blood stream).

But last night I was craving something fall-ish. What can I say? It’s my favorite time of the year (and not just because of the food…though that’s a big, big part). So, happy accident number three: the invention of these sweet treats – a (vegan) taste of fall with only 12g net carbs per pie.

I just found this recipe this morning (at an admittedly ungodly hour), but with roughly 17.5g net carbs per muffin and 6.5g protein I decided they were a must-make. As soon as possible. Now, I’m going to be honest with you: these muffins aren’t sweet per se. But, they are light and cakey…and a little filling. In fact, I don’t think I would change a thing about them.

There’s nothing sexy about oatmeal. But I will say this: I love oatmeal. But then – reality check – oatmeal is 100% carbohydrate. Which makes it 100% non-PCOS friendly. Until now.