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The Origins of Fibromyalgia

March 9, 2009

I filed Worker’s Comp on my wrists in 1992. 

Back then no one had any idea what was wrong with me. It wasn’t Carpal Tunnel at all.  They called it “tendonitis” and told me tendons had to be rested to heal (different from muscles – where you work it out). I started seeing Network Chiropractors and got *some* relief, but it never really addressed *any* of the pain in my joints… ever.
I now do some exercises called “Egoscue,” and they help a LOT. (Thank you, Tim.)
Over the years, I have put this together with other bodily situations and come up with a lot.
When I was in elementary school, I used to complain that it hurt my legs to walk to school. Not knowing of my genetic intolerance for carbohydrates, the way the resulting over-production of insulin would cause severe and painful inflammation in my body, Mother told me I’d get used to it.
I never did.
I had just had sugary cereal or cinnamon toast or something else with WAY too many carbs for my insulin impaired body to handle.  My joints began to swell, but it wasn’t noticeable for several more years.
It hurt to run in PE, so I didn’t. I walked… starting in elementary school with Mrs. Washuta all annoyed at me and Theresa for not running.
When I went out dancing with my friend, Jimmy Cook, I could never dance for very long without being in pain. So I rested a lot. Eventually, by the time I was with Martha in 1985, all I did was dance in my chair.
This extra causes weight gain. 

Insulin is a hormone that tells the body to HOLD FAT. Duh. 

And of course, since movement is so painful, we don’t get enough exercise, which makes all of this even worse.

Now, with this information on carbohydrates, I  know why the raw food diet works for me:  you can’t usually eat carbs unless they are cooked!
3 days on a raw food diet and the pain goes away considerably. 10 days and I lose weight.
Carbohydrates are the biggest problem. This means:  no bread, no sandwiches, no pasta, no potatoes, no fries, no rice, no corn chips. 
The only things that don’t cause me problems are (preferably raw) fruits and veggies and fish, meat, chicken.
If I stick to that, I hurt less and lose weight… if I don’t, it’s the opposite.
I recently read this paragraph in the book, “The Fat Flush Diet,” and that is when suddenly more of these things made sense:
Insulin, Inflammation and Fat Storage
“a diet high in pro-inflammatory, fast-acting or high glycemic carbohydrates (starches and simple sugars) keeps insulin levels elevated, which promotes fat accumulatio. Since insulin is a fat storage hormone and excess fat storage is a strong producer of pro-inflammatory molecules, a vicious cycle is triggered.  It is now believed that inflammation, like insulin, is one of the underlying factors in weight gain, loss of muscle mass, and aging. Abnormal inflammation has been tied to a variety of diseases… ”   (It goes on to list heart disease, strokes, cancer and just all kinds of things.)
There is a chapter on it in the book.
So . . .
Things Stacy Eats

Raw, live fruits & vegetables
Salmon & shellfish (and other fish, but those are my favorites), cooked or raw
   Note: Sushi has rice and is not all raw 
Seaweed (with no oil or vinegar)  I like wakame and hijiki and arame. They are a mood thing. The minerals in the sea vegetables help me to stay awake and conscious for a normal day.

Things Stacy Should Not Eat:
Nightshades – cause pain in my joints

Potatoes – often listed as “modified food starch”
Peppers – green, red, yellow, cayenne, paprika, jalapenos… no peppers
Eggplant – I don’t like it that much, so no big deal
Oils & Fats – they break my face out. 
I like butter & mayonnaise, so I eat it sometimes, but otherwise, I try to stay off the oily stuff.  Olive oil, ironically, breaks me out faster than canola oil and other types.

Vinegar – it’s in most salad dressing so I use avocados or none at all. No olives or pickles (which is a bitch, I love them)  It makes it very difficult to walk the next day.
Citrus fruits – about the same as vinegar, but I will drink OJ and use lemon juice sometimes( and pay the consequences in pain and inflammation)

Salt – including anything that is very salty – this one is *really* rough because I crave salt (especially after caffeine since it is a diuretic.)

Starches – bloat me and don’t move through me very well. 
Wheat – includes no bread, no pasta
Rice – although I will eat it sometimes
Corn – ditto

(and remember… no potatoes)
Caffeine  – and makes me crave salt

White sugar – I use sugar in the raw, natural sugar or succanat. Maple syrup is easier than other sugars. I’m seriously hypoglycemic. I manage it with chromium when I need to. Ideally, I shouldn’t add any sugar at all to anything.
Corn syrup – high fructose corn syrup is in nearly everything. For years, not knowing about the carbohydrate/sugar problems, I would buy Hagen Dazs Ice Cream because most of theirs don’t have corn syrup.
MSG – causes jitteriness at first, then as my bloodsugar drops, I can pass out – this is usually 24 hours later. Means no shitake mushrooms.
That’s most of it. 
So an ideal day is an apple for breakfast, a big salad with salmon for lunch, and as little dinner as I can manage to do. Eating after 5 or 6 pm is a bad idea.
🙂  You try it, knowing it’s how you should eat for the rest of your life.
It seems to be the only thing that works.
Daughter/Sister/Aunt . . . Stacy


Harriet the Spy

October 1, 2007

This morning on the bus to work I took some notes in my spiral about blogs I wanted to write. Looking up, I noticed the high school girl with long blonde hair, wearing a red NERV t-shirt, a very sleepy look and an iPod, watching me. Suddenly I felt like Harriet the Spy taking notes on all of her friends.

Really, I wasn’t! 

So I asked if that was a Neon Genesis Evangelion t-shirt, got a brief yes and a smile from her and went back to my note-taking.

One of the notes was about how calorie counting is counterproductive to my weight loss.

I think it’s like trying to play Hearts. I could never play to lose tricks! I keep wanting more of them, more to count. So much for calorie counting. It’s useful for the Calorie Restriction Longevity Diet, but I’m going to go about it via another route – planning my eating differently and not counting as I go. That way it won’t just add up and add up, like it did last week.



Peace Now – Inner Peace Thoughts for 9/11

September 11, 2007


Just in case some of you want to know about this . . .

Please Pass It On to Others!

The Call is Thursday 9/13

Do you know Gay Hendricks? He’s written over 30 best-selling transformational books — books about relationships, breathing, manifestation, even golf!

Gay is are offering an upcoming teleclass that I’d like to invite you to attend at no charge.

Here’s Gay’s message about the class:

   When I was in Boulder recently, I had dinner with an old friend,    Steven Sashen. He’s one of the best “system thinkers” I know. If you want to know what REALLY makes something work, or how to make something more powerful or efficient, he’s your guy. He and I are teaming up on a new meditation course that will be offered via teleseminar.

   Steven is a longtime meditator. And when he turned his systems-thinking scope on meditation he discovered something that truly impressed me, a set of insights and practices that I wish I’d had 30 years ago. (Some of you know that I’m a longtime  meditator–in fact, I haven’t missed a day of meditation since 1973. So, anything that fine-tunes meditation is right up my alley.)

   If I’d had Steven’s insights and techniques, I think it would have accelerated my practice and my spiritual growth by years. He’s taken people who are new to meditation or who couldn’t make it work  for them – he’s even worked with teenagers and homeless people–and after just a few minutes of instruction, they’ve had experiences of peace, and deep spiritual insights that take most meditators decades to find.

   Steven’s techniques work well for advanced meditators, too. If you already have a meditation or spiritual practice, you can make an almost instant leap to a new depth and expansion.

   With Steven’s techniques you don’t need to stop (or even slow down) your thoughts and you don’t need to take time out from your busy schedule. You can do them practically anywhere.

   I could tell you more, it would be better for you to experience it yourself. So, I’ve arranged a way for you to do that.

       Go to
   When you get to the site, fill out the registration form and I’ll let you know about an upcoming free teleclass where you can discover for yourself how easily you can find deep body relaxation, greatly expanded awareness, and real inner-peace…even while the kids are demanding your attention or work is getting nuts.

   I hope you’ll join me for this new and exciting opportunity,

   Gay Hendricks

The teleclass is going to be really fun and interesting and there’s a chance to get a $400 gift. I hope you can make it, too.

presented by Garuda, Inc.

Have fun!


“It is no sign of mental health to be well-adjusted to an insane world.”

                 The Dalai Lama

Practical Joke or Synchronicity?

November 27, 2006

I just got off the phone with Marvin. I had the weirdest thing happen. I am listening to 99.5 The Mountain and the DJ, Mike Casey, announces that Stacy has called and she’s been thinking about how the holidays have their effects and wants to hear… you guessed it… Queen’s “Fat Bottom Girls.”


And when he recapped the last 6 songs, he mentioned again “requested by Stacy.”

I’d swear someone who read my blog was playing a joke!



Timidly I Post

November 14, 2006

Some of you are looking at the subject line and wondering what the aliens did with Stacy, I know. But hear me out, and think about it… gently, as my mother would say. One of the ways I cope with the fact that I am so ultra-sensitive inside is to be ultra-hardshelled outside, just like any turtle, doncha know?

So, I did Steven Sashen’s Quantum Wealth class this weekend. Yes, again. Just be quiet, ok? I’m trying to get this down without crying. And yes, it is going to count toward my 50,000 words for NaNoWriMo. Once edited it may actually land in the dang book.

You see, the only way I can write this book is to reach inside that hard shell I wear and let some of the softness out, or at least bring it into view. You know it’s there. It’s obvious. Why else would there be a shell at all?

So, I had this email and phone exchange with my former husband and one of the loves of my life, Marvin, and in his last note he said, “May make good blogging material.” *gulp* I wrote him back and said, “Not yet. It still feels too personal.”

Okay, well, *deep breath* I do give myself credit for knowing a good idea when I see one and for being able to quickly admit something to others once I’ve admitted it to myself. It isn’t going to seem like such a big deal or so tender to some of you, but it feels like that to me right now.

On Friday, I got a voice mail message from a number in Dallas that looked familiar, but didn’t come up in my caller ID. I quickly figured out it was Marvin’s cell phone, or I thought so, and I emailed him because I could not hear what the message was. I could tell someone was trying to play me a piece of music. (My friends do this fairly often. I love music and tend to have a soundtrack going in my head for my life. Lovers get theme songs. I have theme songs for various phases. And, as you know, I burst into song at the slightest provocation partly because I love to sing and sing something that fits the moment, and partly because I want to contribute to being living proof that yes, people in real life do that!)

Anyway, I emailed Marvin from Steven’s workshop Saturday morning (the Marriott is kind enough to provide a computer to guests and I didn’t have the laptop, talk about living in an abundant Universe) asking him if he sent the voice mail and telling him I couldn’t make out the song.

Marvin, a man of few words, which is one of the two reasons we ever divorced (because otherwise he is a jewel of a man and we love each other deeply), emailed back “Queen. Fat Bottomed Girls. Thought of you for some reason.”

I laughed my ass off.

I heard the same song just a couple of days ago when I was feeling particularly discouraged about my excess weight and remembering Jon, who knew me both BF and AF (Before Fat and After Fat) and remarked in bed one day, AF, with obvious surprise in his voice, “You’re still sexy.”

Lately, I’ve been having the opposite experience. Well, not exactly. two men have told me how beautiful I am, but at the same time, they found my weight repulsive. Okay. So do I, actually. How can I fault them for agreeing with me? Answer: I can’t.

Here is my (unedited) email reply to Marvin:

That is fucking hilarious!

A few days ago, I was lamenting the fact that this guy I’m interested in is having trouble with my weight. (I’m back to about where I was when we divorced… dang it.) and I heard “Fat Bottom Girls,” which reminded me that some guys actually *like* that.

On top of that, I’m in Steven’s Quantum Wealth workshop and 10 minutes ago I was doing some releasing contractions on the goal to weigh 120 lbs again (I have only seen 124… and that was right after the Shivambu Kalpa Vidhi fast.)

So, what we do is release contractions and stress about the goal and see what the Next Step might be… and I actually came to the Mariott’s computer to look up something Steven was telling me about calorie restriction diets and longevity.

is one of the links.

So… you are, as usual, my love, right on target with where I am.

Marvin, sometimes I wonder why I divorced you.  (And the answer partly is because I had created so much stress in my own mind about being with you… but it was being with me that needed some investigation.)

Love you very much,


*deep sigh*

What I did not mention to him at that point is that I was not doing Quantum Wealth per se this weekend. I chose to do the weekend on Quantum Relationship. Every time we were doing an exercise, I was doing it on my 360 Degree Desire Sheet on marrying again.  Oh, if we were doing something that required numbers or financial information, I switched and worked on that. It’s all related.

So, there he was, right on time in perfect intuitive connection, which is one of the things I value in a husband. Marvin is a meditation teacher, as well. And then he had the audacity to suggest it might make good blogging material. Of course he was right. Dammit. Here is where I make that wrinkly nosed impudent little face that Cricket makes when you say the obvious and you’re right.

For those of you who do not know, Marvin has been with Paula since about 6 months after our divorce, 10 years ago. For nearly 10 years, she had been wanting to get married and Marvin refused, saying that if three marriages didn’t work out, he wanted to try something different. Since he wanted to stay, he would not marry her.

January of this year, I called Marvin and told him I finally felt I had healed enough from our divorce to get married again. About 3 weeks later, he called and told me he and Paula had gotten married and he sent me pictures. He has a sweet look on his face and I suspect he cried, knowing him. She looks stressed and is frowning.

So, y’all, if you know any (very verbal) good men who might be compatible with all you know of me and who can be patient while I drop this weight (I can show him pictures of what he can look forward to in a few months at send him my way. I lost 5 pounds already just thinking about it.   🙂



PS – If any of you friendly geeks know how to fix the change in font up there and want to, let me know and I’ll give you the password to this thing. I’ve been doing it when that happens and I’m just tired of having to focus on all that stupid code. That’s what geeks are for! Nevermind, I did it. I couldn’t stand to look at this with three fonts. Too messy. But seriously, if any of you can help, let me know.