Today I reached my original weight of 113 kg, 112 days from when I started the 42 day fast. For the whole of March so far I have been hovering around 110 kg but today I made it back to the beginning weight I started with on the 30th November last year.

Also my blood/glucose is 10.3 mmol/L and BP 159/96 pulse 83. Bad. Not good. Interestingly my blood/glucose was 9.8 on the first day of the fast.



This afternoon I was talking to a sales assistant in a health food store. She knew about my 42 day fast and sort of scolded me, telling me that I would have lost heaps of muscle mass. It never happened that way. Once the fast finished the lost fluid came back with a rush, 8 kilo in 4 days and with very little food, and my muscles filled out as before. Gradually I returned all the water that I lost and I must say even though my stomach looks like it belongs to a silver back gorilla, I look pretty good, especially for a 71 year old gorilla. Quite muscular in fact.

Since then I have been looking at humans from a different direction. I now see them as hydraulic machines rather than just muscular ones, their strength reliant on how much red fluid they can pump into a muscle cell to expand it and using minimal effort or pressure to do so. Fascinating. Such a clever idea with the stomach probably acting as the hydraulic fluid reservoir ready to convert fat into water and gas as needed. So the conversion of triglyceride fats into water and CO2 is an ongoing thing and if not replenished by food intake a loss of weight ensues. Possibly.


Pushing the envelope. Always pushing the envelope. No fun otherwise. I realized today why we bend our heads forward when we eat. It's to reduce the possibility of choking from gravity putting the food into our airways I think. Maybe.

Day  84   pf



Weight down to 106 kg. Blood/glucose 7.9 mmol/L. BP 139/90 pulse 84.

General health very good. I noticed in work I was at the top of my game for the last week or 2 as possibly never before. Fixing copiers is often an adrenolyne rush because it can be quite stressful and success is such a relief when you live with the fear of inconfidence. Such a pain in the arse is inconfidence though it does increase the resulting exhilaration I suppose.





Well this has been fun. In summary I see many benefits from my prolonged fast the most important of which appears to be the ability to have some extra control over diabetes and blood pressure without the use of ACT drugs and insulin producers. Not that I am against their use, no way. They are beneficially in many ways I am sure especially if fasting is not your forte.

To recap what I think and have come to believe is that the worldwide obesity epidemic is probably caused by the consumption of too much sugar in our modern diet in particular fructose which in turn produces many conditions that make us miserable. Being fat is being miserable.

Now because of this fast I feel like I have control over my body to the extent that I don't mind putting the weight back on because I know I can get rid of most of it within say 3 -4 weeks and save money in food bills. I deliberately didn't try to stay thin because I wanted to see the process of getting fat again and to record it for who knows what. I intend to keep the blog going but maybe not daily. I have other things to do. Sometimes.

Hurray for Allopurinol and Iodine 130 mg.



Now my wealth creation seems to have gone off track but the fear of failure is still there so at some point it should revive. Just not sure what to do to get peoples attention. I thought of going on a TV program such as Shark Bite but the process takes a few months supposedly and I've got it in my head that the final Crunch is due in April, Mars time, but anyway I couldn't see that working out even if I could get on. So I need to do something over the next 3 weeks otherwise a lot of people could be in serious trouble..me and mine included.

So be it I guess. That's easier after all. Just give up.

But there again I'd love to build huge hotels about 350 kms up in the thermosphere, the Earth's 2nd highest atmosphere. What a view we would all have from the clear bottom swimming pools.

Hail the mighty Boxer.

Day  83  pf



Last but one day, day penultimate. Horribly cumbersome word penultimate.

Weight down slightly, 106.5  kg.  Blood/glucose 7.6 mmol/L and BP 137/85 pulse 83.





Today I received an email from the ABC radio national.

"Dear Bernard,

Thank you very much for your information on Preeclampsia I have passed it on to the Health Report.

Regards.


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-----Original Message-----
From: Bernard Palmer [mailto:bwp@optusnet.com.au]
Sent: Thursday, 19 February 2015 2:13 AM
To: Radio National Enquiries
Subject: Preeclampsia

Below is the result of your feedback form.  It was submitted by Bernard Palmer (bwp@optusnet.com.au) on Thursday, February 19, 2015 at 02:13:27
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program_name: The Health Report

comments: Last year I almost lost my daughter to preeclampsia.  The same week a mother of 3 who worked at our local supermarket died from its complications. Supposedly there is no known cure for this condition.  I would like you to read this NIH research paper showing that Allopurinol the medicine used for gout can treat this disease and to broadcast this fact.

thanks

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3319018/

We'll see where that goes.

Another interesting thing happened this week. In my final week as a photocopier repairman I was sent on Tuesday to a machine at the David Read Memorial Laboratory at the University of Sydney. 

Back in the early 1980's David Read was regarded by many SIDS researchers to be at the forefront of the pack trying to crack the mystery. On the off chance he'd speak to me I went to Sydney Uni late on a Friday afternoon. He  was very receptive and we talked about an hour. He said he thought I was correct in my hypothesis when I said that SIDS was caused the Diving Reflex and by the previously unknown action of the tongue acting as a valve and blocking the airways. He brought out autopsy photos of the babies trachea showing pink dots called petechiae as evidence of suffocation.

He was quite old, I guess in his 80's. He asked me to call him the following week without saying for what reason. When I called his upset secretary told me he had suddenly died a few days before.

He'd spent much of his life trying to find the cause of SIDS. My sentiment was that he was probably happy to go once he knew the answer.

This time while I was fixing their copier I began talking to a man in the office named Mark. I thought he was the IT guy because some one there was asking him IT questions. He said he was a researcher in Sleep Apnea so I told him the story of my last visit 30 years ago. While he was talking about his research I realized that sleep apnea could well be a form of Diving Reflex so I asked if any of his dead victims had petechiae. He said yes. 

So I told him about Richard Johnson's book 'The Fat Switch' and how he thought that Metabolic Syndrome was a form of hibernation and also I told him about Sam Parnia 'Dr. Lazarus' who could relive fat dead people intact as long as they had only been dead less than 6 hours. And then I told him that the SIDS diving reflex victims were probably still alive until their autopsy. He was visibly taken back a bit by that thought or so it appeared to me.

As I left I mentioned my instruction to my wife to bury me with my fully charged mobile phone, just in case. He made a meek sort of laugh.

Day 82   pf



Blood/glucose 8.2 mmol/L. Creeping up.   Weight 107.1 kg.   BP 138/82 pulse 83.

Day 81   pf



Here we go again . Weight 107.1 kg roughly 4 kg extra to haul around since day 73 and don't I notice it trying to put on my socks. Over the last 4 days I consumed about 10 litres of milk. The thirst for milk has been almost an addiction lately.

Blood/glucose 8.1 mmol/L just outside of almost perfect. Drum roll please.. BP 150/92 pulse 83. Back into the danger zone. I might have to fast again starting on day 85. We'll see. Either that or cut out the milk. It does make me bloat I notice.

No. I can't give up milk. It's so delicious. And only $1 a litre.


No aphorisms or anecdotes. Too fat too right.

80th Day   pf


Well everything might be stabilizing again. Weight 105.6 kg.  Blood/glucose 7.9 mmol/L BP 148/76 pulse 80.


On 600 mg of Allopurinol again.

Day 79   pf



Weight 106.5 kg.  Same as yesterday. Blood/glucose 8.9 mmol/L. That's a bummer. BP 147/78 pulse 78.



Only 4 days left until my 3 month holiday maybe retirement? We'll see.