The Last Furlong

Comments on the race of life.


Waste not want not

For ten days, I have eaten everything I’ve wanted to. Mr Furlong, who is the chef in the Furlong household, has made some pretty yummy food, including Fudge and Coconut Ice. Our cupboards have been groaning with food.

The wrong kind of food.

It’s been wonderful!

But the last delivery that Mr Furlong ordered, arrived with NO stollen, top iced Christmas cake, shortbread, mince pies, chocolate, or Marzipan. He is not making Fudge or Coconut Ice.

I don’t know what I’m going to do. The end is nigh!

2021 is going to be a year of want.

But it will only begin for me when I’ve finished eating the last of the delicious things that are still left over from Christmas.

I hate waste!

I will check my blood sugar and weight when I’ve scoffed what’s left.

Happy New Year again and again, till it’s not.


Type two diabetes – my results from my Carnivore experiment

This is the last time I will bore my readers with my diabetes blood sugar.

I have been on a Carnivore diet for all this month. Before that, I was already on a low carb, ketogenic diet. I fast from supper to noon the next day when I have lunch. I think that makes switching easier…..The day after I started only eating meat and animal products and no carbs, my blood sugars dropped from 8 plus mmol, 9 plus mmol and sometimes more on every test, to 6.5 mmol. I was impressed.

But then after time, I got readings on my monitor in the 5 mmol region.

Side effects from switching to Carnivore, are headaches in the beginning, and physical weakness. But eventually, my mood shifted, my energy returned. I am feeling the best I have felt for a long time. My old age depression has lifted, and I’ve even started gardening again.

Yesterday, my reading on my monitor, was 4.9 mmol.


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Type two diabetes, carnivore

My last post was on the success of the carnivore diet in reducing my blood sugar, immediately, after my first day. My post had a lot of views, so I thought I should give an update to the Type two’s reading it.

But the change has side effects. I got headaches for two days. I felt weak on my walks. After a day or two, I lost all my vigour. But one afternoon, after a weak walk, I suddenly felt different – sharp in the head, optimistic, energetic. And I have been so for several days.

I shifted into proper ketosis. I feel great.

I’m wondering if I’ll lose muscle mass? I’m thinking of gradually introducing different foods. First only animal foods, and later, to see what exactly gives me high sugar readings even when I’m eating a “well balanced” diet. I cannot eat as much as the carnivores say you should. And you must drink water. I’ve always had a small appetite.

Please look up the carnivore diet on the Internet. It’s not me promoting it. I’m simply reporting what happened to my stubborn blood sugar on it. My blood sugar reading averages about 6 mmol and sometimes drops into 5+mmol

And that’s a bloody miracle!


What lies!

At the end of April, I wrote a sign for myself and taped it on the goodie cupboard door in the kitchen.

In that cupboard are things like peanut butter, biscuits, lemon curd and Nuttella. Also the cupboard is in the middle of that wall. Obvious. Plain to see. Noticeable.

The sign says ” Liz is on diet”.

Liz said that to herself because she has put on a few kilos and her blood sugar readings have increased this year. Mr Furlong didn’t need a sign. He is maintaining everything perfectly. And the sign was supposed to be read by the two of us, so that the thin one could emotionally support the overweight one.

The sign was supposed to be read everyday, but we don’t notice it at all. Mr Furlong still brings me treats, or suggests fiendish foods.

I’ve just weighed myself.

My weight is UP.

Since I’ve been “on diet” it’s always up, never down.

That sign is a lie!

I’m taking it down.


Confirmed – speeches at weddings are bad for blood glucose levels – Bishop Curry to blame.

The Furlongs had a bash.

For the Royal Wedding.

We watched it on TV. Continue reading

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Stinging nettles and diabetes

I am a peripheral diabetic – Type 11 threatening but not actually. For a year I have controlled my blood sugar with diet. Continue reading