Always been in pretty good shape – former Bahamas National Rugby team player for 15 years; however, when my 40’s hit I was finding it harder to maintain a level of fitness and health that I wanted. Found carnivore and the rest is history. Turning 44 in August, eat carnivore 85% of the time, have the odd night of drinks, followed by a cheat day of rubbish food, workout 3-4 days per week for about 25-40 mins and feeling pretty damn good! Definitely enhanced mental clarity (has to be something to animal fat being a key nutrient for the brain), great strength in the gym and generally just feel healthy. Best part is grocery shopping and eating is so simple. I take zero supplements, zero vitamins, zero medications. Just food, water and sometimes alcohol.
Again, I probably have too many cheat days (social events and dinners), but that hasn’t stopped me from achieving some great results.
Carnivore may not be for everyone, but I have helped a few people in my small circle achieve some pretty amazing results – backed by Doctor visits and blood tests.
Keep spreading the word man – you managed to reach little ole Bahamas.
I just wanted to share a simple story to help get the word out there. Back in 2006 I was diagnosed with endometriosis. I mentioned to the doctor that I thought I was too young (25y/o) to be diagnosed with that condition. She told me normally yes but with all the hormones in food it’s not surprising and that there is nothing I can do about it other than pain control. Fast forward to 2012 and I was having severe pain and sought out a doctor to have surgery for the second time. The doctor spoke to me about food and how to care for the endometriosis without surgery. Staying away from red meat was something he advised and which I followed. It seemed to have work for a bit (after I had the second surgery and told I have the highest stage possible). About a year and a half ago I was in so much pain I was looking to have surgery again and for some reason or another, I never got booked in. I should mention at these times I was following your typical body building diet. I heard Shawn on the Joe Rogan podcast and I was quite intrigued by the information I heard and decided to give it a try, mainly because I was sick of eating 6 times a day. I was also so worried about the red meat and the endo I asked Shawn twice about it and he assured me there wasn’t enough hormones in the meat to contribute to the condition. As scared and skeptical as I was, I continued. Its now been a year carnivore (with some slips) but I am so happy to say I have been pain free for about 4 months. One day I just realized I wasn’t complaining of pain anymore and no pain with sex at all which was huge for me before. I also noticed at the same time the pain went away, I developed what I think is oxalate dumping at the same time and the rashes and blisters are all around my abdomen. Not sure if that is a coincidence or not but it’s definitely something I am now paying attention to. I haven’t been sick in ages. Im leaner, stronger and the healthiest I have ever been and that I must thank Shawn for getting the word out there. It’s changed my life.
This is me five months into a carnivore diet. I am self-experimenting to see how this way of eating affects my mood and the way I feel. With baby number three came my third round of post-natal depression. Ugh. I suffered far too long before I was finally properly diagnosed. Post-natal depression and generalised anxiety disorder. Wowsers, a slap in the face but a relief to get the diagnosis. I had a pretty good diet but ate a lot of toast on the go and cooking dinners was a nightly burden. About nine months ago my mom, Patty, introduced me to keto and carnivore and I started to look into the benefits of this way of eating. I came across endless stories, podcasts and you tube videos showcasing research, clinical observations, anecdotal evidence, and testimonies all too compelling to ignore and so began my journey on keto which ultimately lead to carnivore.
My energy is the best it’s ever been and my mood is much better. My head is clearer and the mental heaviness is well, less heavy. Some bonus benefits I’ve noticed are improved edema in my legs, abs I never knew I had, and itchy scalp is completely gone. PND is complicated and so I’m wary of attributing entirely the improvements to carnivore but I can’t un-know what I now know and feel and believe that carnivore helps immensely. Don’t get me wrong, I still have bad days and I know that carnivore is not a magic pill but I do know I am giving my body, my brain, and my hormones the best shot at functioning optimally through what I eat, and grabbing some down time when I can get it! Another thing, I no longer dread making dinner because to throw some meat on the barbie requires no thought, is so easy and delicious, and my family love it! I may not be where I want to be yet, but I am definitely not where I was.
About a dozen years ago or so, I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. I had watched my sister eventually die of the disease, after many years of increasingly debilitating flares, and a wide range of drug therapies that often affected her more negatively than the disease did. When I was diagnosed, my very first instinct was to find another way to at least slow down the process, so I immediately began researching alternatives to chemotherapy.
One of the first things I found was relating to gluten sensitivity, so I had an DNA test done that looked for gene markers for a small number of genetic food sensitivities. All the other markers were normal, but the test revealed that I didn’t have all the genes responsible for digesting gluten. I tried supplementing with enzymes that claimed to digest gluten, but they didn’t work for me. That was disappointing, because bread was something I truly loved, and it was hard to give up. But I did, and that made a measurable difference, but not enough.
Like many on a similar path, I eventually discovered the Paleo diet, and found that helped even more. After a few years on that diet, my symptoms had stabilized, but I still had problems with my digestion (gas, bloating, diarrhea) and still had constant pain in my hands. I was still sensitive to overheating easily, and would have problems with fatigue that would last for days if I “overdid” it with physical activity. In other words, not everything was better, but a few things got better, and nothing got worse.
In the midst of a work-related transfer to another city, and all the stress and changes that entailed, I fell off the wagon on my diet, and I suffered for it. I gained a fair amount of weight, my blood pressure went up, my blood work wasn’t great, and many of my MS symptoms returned – such as overall joint pain and more frequent and profound fatigue. By December of last year, I knew I had to get serious about cleaning up my diet again.
After a fair amount of research, I went on a ketogenic diet. I felt I was “doing it right,” but the urine test strips kept telling me I wasn’t in ketosis. I bought a blood ketone meter, and happily found that the strips were wrong. I was in ketosis, and the weight started gradually melting away. My blood pressure fell in line with the weight, as did my blood glucose. I never had glucose high enough to be a real problem, but the previous average was around 110 or so. Keto made it drop below 100. My bouts of crippling fatigue went away, though sometimes I’d still get tired midday, and need to take a nap for an hour or so to recover. My joint pain went away, except for the long-standing arthritic pain in my hands.
I knew I was on the right path, but I truly felt there was more that could be done. If changing my diet got me this far in my battle with inflammation, maybe I could do more somehow.
Along the way, I found that I was getting better at separating what my body was telling me from what my brain tried to talk me into. I realized that my body had been trying to tell me things my whole life that might have spared me from the MS altogether, if I had only listened to it instead of the nutrition “experts”. I had always preferred red meat to any other food, even as a small child. I despised almost all vegetables. Fruit tasted good, but I never could really eat very much of it without feeling “off”. My only disconnect was with bread. I never really got the message that it was hurting me, until much later in life.
It really wasn’t planned, but while on the keto diet, I found myself just naturally eating more meat over time, and less of the keto-approved vegetables. They always seemed to give me more gas and bloating, and those didn’t seem like a positive sign to me. The fairly heavy reliance on the cheeses as substitute ingredients in keto baking also didn’t sit well with my body.
I instinctively began eating only meat at least 95% of the time, if not more. After considering what my body would need to repair myelin, I started incorporating more collagen-rich meats, and eating the connective tissues that I used avoid. I learned my body wanted that nutrient, because the connective tissues no longer seemed “gross” to eat, and I found that I actually enjoyed both the flavor and consistency of them.
My weight loss, which had stalled a few months into keto, picked back up again. My blood ketone meter said I was even deeper in ketosis than I was before. My blood pressure continued to drop into a completely normal range. My blood sugar dropped to an average of 75. In addition to that, my fatigue has completely gone. I only take a nap if it’s the weekend and everyone else is napping. It’s a choice, not a necessity. The residual joint pain in my hands has disappeared, unless I use them extensively, and even then, they recover quickly. I am no longer sensitive to heat or getting exhausted quickly. I have more energy than I’ve had in decades, and my endurance has increased dramatically.
As my diet has become increasingly more carnivore, I’ve found that my body has expressed preferences in meats as well. I like the taste of pork, but it makes me feel sluggish and generally “off”. So I’ve cut that out of my diet. I like chicken as well, and it doesn’t make me feel bad, but it also doesn’t make me feel satiated. Even when I eat the skin and dark meat, I’m hungry again within a couple of hours, no matter how much I ate. I’ve tried adding fats, but I sense that the problem isn’t the fats, but simply the fact that it’s less nutrient dense than the red meats are. I believe my body wants and needs the denser nutrients in red meat, and it won’t be satisfied with anything else. I also like seafood, but not fish. I can tolerate the relatively flavorless white fish, but I cannot stand fish that tastes like fish. Even if I force myself to eat it, it doesn’t sit well on my stomach, and I’m hungry again in no time as well. Again, I’ve listened to my body and happily deleted it from my diet. Even when I do choose to eat non-fish seafood, it’s in addition to red meat, not in place of it.
But things aren’t perfect yet, and I’m still tweaking my diet. The main issue is that my digestive system is still not where it needs to be. I still have diarrhea for most bowel movements, though I almost never have gas anymore, and never feel bloated. Whether I ate fiber, as before, or don’t eat it, doesn’t seem to matter. My colon just seems to refuse to extract the extra water. Most of the time, I just accept it. When it’s really too inconvenient, I take loperamide to make it stop, though I generally try to avoid medications.
I’m still not 100% carnivore, in that I drink coffee in the morning, and iced tea during the day. I will probably eventually stop those to see if there is any improvement, but I’m not about to beat myself up for not doing it yet. This is a process, and I believe in progress, not expectations of immediate perfection. Expecting perfection has always preceded a total failure for me. If I can’t do it “right”, why bother? Well, better is still better, even if it’s not perfect … yet. Some people do better keeping their sights firmly on their ultimate goal, but I do better by putting one foot in front of the other, and just concentrating on my next best step, only occasionally looking at the final goal to ensure I’m still going the right direction.
What’s my next step? Eating more of my ruminants at least closer to a raw state. I’ve always been a fan of extremely rare red meat, and I think that was another of my body’s unheard messages. I’ve begun only lightly searing or grilling the exterior of my meat, to kill any pathogens that might be lurking there from how it was handled prior to me buying it, but the inside is still completely raw. I’m sure I’ll become more confident over time, especially if I settle on a really good source of meat I trust, and will begin eating more of it completely raw. If it helps, that will be my new normal.
When people ask me how I can eat such a “restrictive” diet, I tell them that MS is much more restrictive. Eating food is just a small proportion of my time, and I don’t depend on it to bring joy into my life. Living with MS would take 100% of my time, and I guarantee there is no joy in any of it. Considering that I’m eating the food I’ve always preferred anyway, this doesn’t seem like a difficult choice. It’s a no-brainer, really. Even if the naysayers are right, and this eventually gives me heart disease or cancer, I’m still better off in the meantime. Everyone dies of something – usually heart disease or cancer. My goal is to feel the best I can until that day comes, and eating carnivore has given me my life back more completely than any other way of eating.
Hey everyone, I’m not really autistic anymore but I was before.
When I was 18 I was diagnosed with high-functioning autism, had all the normal issues: sensory overload, trouble communicating, temper problems. All standard autistic behaviour. However at times I had severe impairment. At times I could not speak for sometimes hour at a time, I noticed this was always accompanied by extreme abdominal pain and hunger then I precede by eating food (sugar, and grains) and the symptoms got worse, or loss of speech, hearing to a degree and some movement impairment, and always accompanied by sensory overload. After one episode I finally realised this is happening to me because of food, then I started to trial many different diets, all with relatively no success.
December 2017 I had a problem while paint and decorating with my father, I couldn’t move voluntary at times and would had a case of involuntary blinking and would have tears running down my face without being sad or upset. This left me confused and I was fed up so I stopped working. I always tried hard, I worked out, I thought I was eating healthy. I would eat so much fruit, but it would make my abdominal pain even worse. Nothing worked I tried everything, I even went to nutritionist and tried fasting.
So it was December 2017 and Shawn Baker was on the Joe Rogan podcast, you guys probably already watched it. Shawn Baker was advocating a meat only diet and said it cured a bunch of his ailments and increased his performance. I literally said “fuck it” I will try it, I got nothing to lose, I’m in pain and tried everything and this is depressing. Being autistic sucks because you cannot control what you do, your body does… You try grab the cup you can’t; you fumble, you try let go… but you can’t you are too tense. You are angry when you aren’t, and can’t talk when you talk…
So I tried this meat diet for 30 days and it went really well, best I ever felt in my life. Simple things like sugar crashes and feeling tired just disappeared. However as the time went on I started noticing: I’m not in pain anymore, I don’t have to stop and think when I speak, I’m looking at people in their face, I am calm and not raging when playing video games (I used to rage a lot). I can move how and when I want to, no more insatiable hunger.
Everything autism related just evaporated, it was like it was never there. I also never get nervous now at all.
I’m 25 years old. I’m now 1 year and 3 months carnivore, I mainly eat raw meat nowadays. I gained weight, I was always skinny 5 ft 10 140 lbs, now I am 170lbs and feel a lot better.
I was going to post this a year ago but couldn’t be bothered.
This story doesn’t detail everything but I tried to keep it short and simple.
Thank you for anyone that reads this and most importantly thank you Shawn Baker for changing my life!
I’m pretty healthy. Always have been. I suppose I’m an example of the carnivore diet (mostly beef with salt) benefiting even those who are doing fairly well to begin with:
I started getting sweaty hands and feet around 18. I really started to notice how warm I would get after meals and especially crap food. I used protein shakes and pb&j’s after workouts in college. Eventually noticed the slight constipation. Off-and-on knee pain from about 17–figured it was from running track and skateboarding. Always been a rough, though careful, player since childhood.
Now I’ve been working nightshift for 2 years. Heard about the Petersons, Baker, and read Pollan. I thought maybe I could try it to see if I could be less tired all the time.
Then everything got better. Just like JP said. All the miraculously numerous improvements happened, even improved coordination, which was already pretty good. My knees feel like when I was 15. I’m not at all intimidated by the work I have left on my 2nd bachelors. I’m not high all the time, but never low. Steady slight positivity. It’s cool to see how much stuff I can get done. And I sleep waaaaay better. Now when I choose to sleep, I actually do. As I said, I work the nightshift, so, ya, it means a lot.
I’m no longer afraid of the day my knees give out. I’m looking forward real intently all the time. I think I remember I felt this way back when I was a kid with ALL of my life ahead of me, high test scores, and no knee pain.
Sadly, I could not convince my arthritic grandmother, or anyone else in my overweight immediate family. I hope this helps someone out there.
To end on a positive note: I got a 6 pack! I kinda look like Bruce Lee with my shirt off now, exercising only 30-45 minutes per week. Not what I was after, but a fine bonus.
I’ve been obese all the way up to the age of 16. I got into MMA and lost over 80 pounds, from 230-150. I was eating a pretty “healthy” diet to get this weight down and maintained that diet to stay in fight shape. But I didn’t feel great. I got into fighting and had to do a lot of weight cuts (19 fights). Many of these cuts where terrible for my health. Some fight camps I was only eating only fruit salads, chicken breast, greens, and oatmeal. I would have to lose over 15lbs in a week to make fight weight by starvation and dehydration. When I would get into the ring, I didn’t look like a fighter one bit. I looked weak and always had a belly.
Eventually I took a break from the weight cuts and gained little muscle but was still fat and didn’t feel great.
Through this break I ended up terribly depressed to the point I had suicidal thoughts. I dropped out of nursing school after a year in because I had no drive. My sex drive was zero, wouldn’t even get hard from watching porn. I was always tired, always. I didn’t want to go out and never wanted to socialize. My confidence was zero. I couldn’t talk like a normal person, always stuttering and mumbling.
I contribute all of this to my diet, bad weight cuts, and getting hit in the head.
I didn’t have health insurance and didn’t really believe a doctor could help me. I’m not about taking medications to cure my symptoms when I wanted to fix what was causing these problems.
So I did my research and eventually tried Keto. I had some success but was still fat. THEN I listened to the Joe Rogan podcast with Shawn Baker.
I said I’m doing this after listening and it’s been ever since that podcast.
After the first year or so I felt amazing. I was finally getting stronger in the gym. Confidence went up. Sex drive back. I got my CNA certificate and got a great job as a CNA and went back to school for nursing.
But I was getting fat and had very dry hair on this diet. So I did some periods where I would try to eat normal again because maybe I thought it wasn’t right for me. But whenever I did this I would never feel as good as I did when I ate only meat.
But now things are finally working for me. I’m getting lean while eating 2-3lbs a meat a day. My hair is getting better. And I’m making a lot of progress in the gym. I’m in over a week of doing 100-200 pull ups a day and 200-300 push-ups a day with little sleep. I sleep around 3-6hrs a night. My awkward ass found myself a beautiful girlfriend. I’m performing great at work. Went from a 3.0 GPA at a community college to a 4.0 GPA in a university that uses a Harvard grading scale (94-100 is an A). I am not going back ever.
I mostly eat hamburger patty’s because of price. Before I was eating once or twice a day but now 2-4 because how hungry i’ve been lately. I do supplement w/ boron, ashwangaha, bone meal, and vitamin C. And I do drink about 8 cups of black coffee a day but because I usually don’t sleep until 3am and I love coffee. I fall asleep fine and could fall asleep right after I finish work at 11:30 but due to responsibilities I don’t get to sleep til then and I am fine with that.
I have always been heavier but over the years with yo-yo dieting I kept getting bigger and bigger. I always went on a crash diet, lost 30 pounds, celebrated by eating junk and then inevitably gaining back 40lbs. After my daughter was born I even lost 75 pounds with a low carb diet. I hit my goal weight and then went back to eating “normal” and over a year and a half I gained 100lbs. Genetically I was on my way to thyroid issues and diabetes. My mother and grandmother had both and I guarantee by the time I was 35 I would have been diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes.
My main source of food came from gas stations and fast food restaurants and I typically finished each day with a pint of ice cream. I used food for entertainment and a source of comfort. In Feb 2018 I had knee surgery for a torn meniscus that was 100% due to my weight.
On March 12th 2018 I had a wake up call, my “baby” was almost 2 and I weighed than I did when I went into labor with him. I had hit an all time high of 263lbs. I immediately went on another “low carb diet”. I lost weight right away and was counting down to my first cheat day. This time I was introduced to Carnivore and Fasting. That cheat day I was planning came and went (no cheats), I was feeling so good that other foods didn’t tempt me the same way. I ate meat on my Birthday, my Anniversary, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. All of these Holidays and family events that usually were all about food ended up becoming more about actually enjoying my family. The longer I stayed Carnivore the better I felt and more I realized this was a long term permanent solution to my weight issues. In addition I had healed some life long issues with my digestion that I thought were just “normal”. I didn’t realize how much my anxiety was triggered by food until I removed those foods.
I lost 120 pounds in less than a year and have made the Carnivore diet my new “normal”. For the first time in my life I am in the “normal range” for BMI. I eat 2 pounds of beef a day, exercise, and am feeling better than I ever even knew possible.
Starting date: March 12th 2018
Starting weight: 263lbs BMI 40
Current weight: 140lbs BMI 21
I started as a sick kid. Hospitalized a couple of times for asthma, and I was on constant medication starting at 4 years old. I had severe allergies, severe acne, orthodontics for palate expansion, headgear to correct an underbite, cavities; I was pudgy and had glasses. I was a bit of a nerd super-stereotype. That finally started to change when I found Crossfit in 2008 and I was completely transformed. I went from a high carb video game player, to a paleo eating weightlifter. I converted my whole family. We ate paleo-ish, worked hard and had a lot of fun. My mom has her level 3 cert and is the head coach/owner at our family gym, aptly called Nearly Perfect Crossfit. She’s now competing in the Masters’ Crossfit open.
Oddly enough, HIIT seemed to make me no longer need any asthma medication. When I started, I could barely run 400m without needing an inhaler. After about 6 months I had stopped taking my daily meds and only the worst metcons even gave me a tingle of asthma. I woke up every day at 5am and trained like it was my job, but I needed something to pay the bills. I wanted a career that would allow me to continue my fitness journey. I had been a sick kid all my life and I desperately wanted to cling to my newfound drug-free existence. So I joined the Army as a medic. I loved being a medic; I loved the job, I loved the mission. My duty station was a little cold in Fairbanks, Alaska but I was determined to make the most of it.
When I deployed to Afghanistan 2011-2012 I started the deployment with a robust fitness plan in place. My starting weight was 180lb. My lifts were going up and we had access to a great gym every other week. On the other week we used a makeshift gym and got our lifts in that way. Though the name “Globo Gym” and its motto, “where we’re better than you and we know it” were pretty much a giant troll on the Crossfitters, I was extremely grateful to the creative carpenters who fashioned it, and shared the place with the rest of us. It was all in good fun.
Unfortunately we got traded to another battalion after the first three months. We spent the rest of the deployment moving from place to place and tearing down small combat outposts in Kandahar Province. We were constantly were without equipment, and I resorted to squatting my best friend Z and lifting blocks of concrete.
Overseas It was getting harder and harder to stay fit on MREs and crappy food, little sleep and constant movement. Some of us had a harder time than others maintaining our fitness overseas and I was one that gained 30lbs.
Some was muscle. Some was definitely not. I blamed poor food and my bad attitude for the problem and when I was given time off on our return from Afghanistan, I vowed to get myself back in gear because my symptoms of the long-gone asthma were returning.
However, I found that it was increasingly difficult after deployment to lose weight and keep it off. I was having energy problems, focus problems, and really strong bouts of anxiety. And I know what you’re thinking; maybe it’s PTSD! No, it wasn’t that kind of deployment. I did get my CMB (combat medical badge) but it was for a minor injury and none of my friends were hurt. I was not mentally traumatized. But I was sick. At the time I didn’t know with what.
So things continued as normal until I got a really cool job at the Brigade Surgeon Cell, basically I assisted in outpatient procedures every week and updated a tracker for following up with the status of the injured soldiers from our deployment. I learned a lot in this job, but I was having the hardest time focusing. I went to see behavioral health to find out if anything was wrong. They gave me a battery of tests and I scored above average in every category except one: focus/attention. I scored 30% in that test and was diagnosed with adult onset ADD. So I started taking Methylphenidate. Well, I was able to do my job, but my anxiety got worse….and the underlying condition seemed no closer to being handled. So it was now time for me to leave the Army and I was honorably discharged in 2014. I did my 4 years, now I was going to school. In the meantime I was health hacking. I was trying to get to the bottom of whatever it was that was wrong. I was starting to not be able to recover from workouts…a simple Workout of the Day would render me cripplingly sore for two weeks or more. I was just kind of stumped.
I hypothesized that perhaps it was the ADD meds that somehow were keeping me in a sympathetic nervous system dominance of sorts. So I discontinued the meds but the damage seemed to be done. In Afghanistan, I got up to 220 and I got back down to 185 after I left the service, but it was a flabby 185 if I’m honest. I was just inflamed and not the best version of myself when I came back. I was distracted, anxious, even without the meds now, and I was gaining weight. I tried pretty much everything I could think of. I spent the next 4 years studying health and building on the knowledge base of paleo and CrossFit which didn’t seem to be enough anymore.
I tried keto and the neurosis got worse, unbearable. I tried supplementing with powdered greens to get every kind of trace mineral and phytonutrient known to man. I supplemented iodine, 3 or 4 versions. I supplemented vitamin D, emulsified, bioavailable, etc., every permutation. I tried different amino acids, co-factors, fish oils, krill oils, algae oils. I learned that most of what I tried was oxidized so I tried again with different sourcing. I tried alkaline water and it was weird. I did lab work. I did a DUTCH test to see where my hormones were. Estrogen: Super High. Testosterone: Super High. What should I do about that? I don’t know. Probably take a giant box of more supplements. I took binders and detoxes and cleanses. I ordered crazy shit you can only get from Europe. I turned off my router at night and started using my phone on speaker phone in case it was frying my brain. I didn’t use a tinfoil hat but I came close…. I bought a fancy bed because it didn’t off-gas flame retardants. I bought a sauna, I did hair analysis, I bought another round of different forms of every supplement I tried before. I switched toothpaste, soap, and deodorant, anything I could think of. I bought a deep freezer and filled it full of local grass-fed, grass-finished beef I couldn’t afford. Some of the things I tried, I still use, but it was exhausting, and I wasn’t getting results.
Nothing really even touched the problem until I tried digestive enzymes. All of the sudden my cravings for alcohol went away. At this point, I was pretty bummed and I’d started drinking with little regard to my health, so this shift was kind of a big deal. I had been starting to give up. I had swelled up to 225, a new PR! But the enzymes were a little ray of hope. Masszymes was the brand, developed by a vegan no less; turns out he couldn’t digest a wet paper bag without the help of these superpowered enzymes. And don’t get me wrong, they work, but I question their necessity. I started getting my life together again. I was trying to lose the weight and I found this really interesting guy on YouTube named Jordan Peterson who said I might try pulling my head out of my ass and getting my life together. Well ok I said, I’ll give it a whirl. And so I did. I cleaned my room. I did laundry. I washed more than the minimum number of dishes to get by. I put my house back together and finished up a never-ending remodeling project. I started looking for something meaningful I could do with my life besides just keep burning up my GI Bill getting paid to go to classes.
Well here I was starting to get a hold of my life and look for a way to not be the biggest turd on the planet, and around that time we had a family reunion to see the solar eclipse. I realized, to my shame, that my cousin’s wife had been wasting away with non-alcoholic fatty liver disease for the last two years. The last I heard about it, someone else was trying to be a donor, so in my self absorbed pity party I had kind of forgotten about it.
So I was sitting across from her in front of my family’s pool and thinking, “she looks pretty sick still. I wonder whatever happened with the liver thing. Well, she’ll probably be annoyed that I’m asking her two years later. But oh, what the hell, the worst that could happen is that she’ll tell me to f*** off and let her die in peace.” So I ask. First off she’s not offended, I’m a total dweeb. Furthermore she said she’s blood type A+. I’m type A+. So we talked, she told me how the last two people including her daughter weren’t matches, because it turns out being a living organ donor is like winning the lottery. Most people die waiting for donors, she explains. And there are lots of things that can happen to make you lose your place in line. Her MELD score wasn’t high enough to get an emergency status so she was slowly dying in agony, vomiting blood, and experiencing all sorts of nightmarish symptoms. Seemed like she was in a real hell on earth. And a living donor was her best chance at life.
Well, I had been asking for more meaning in life; here was the opportunity. Time to take on a little responsibility and make the world a better place. So I said, let’s try and see if I’m a match. I figured I’m getting a hold of this digestion thing, I’m cutting back on booze, sorting myself out. I was looking for meaning and here was finally a chance to really save a life and feel like I earned my CMB. So I did it. I was a perfect match at literally everything. I was a first-time go at every station and from the August conversation I was green-lit by Christmas, in large part because she would certainly have died if we didn’t do it soon. I lost 20 lbs doing strict keto and going cold turkey with no alcohol at all. Because come on, I can’t pollute the thing if I’m giving part of it away. It went very smoothly. I was able to walk out of the hospital in 4 days. I felt a good deal better in a week. I felt normal in a month and in 2 months I felt as strong as I was before. Really not the big deal physically that I hyped it up to be. However emotionally and spiritually still deeply meaningful. Probably the proudest moment of my life.
Well, now I was healed up, but I was stuck at 200lbs and I wasn’t losing any more weight. The anxiety was coming back and being strict for this long without an excellent motivator was starting to wear on me. My wife and I were eating a giant box of fresh local vegetables every week as part of my recovery plan on keto. I couldn’t figure it out and these enzymes were $300/month. I had previously figured that the weight gain was due to alcohol, and I wasn’t terribly worried because beer drinking and having a beer gut seemed like a fair deal from the universe. However after 9 months alcohol-free, I was still experiencing digestive issues. Something was still not right even with the enzymatic support.
So I did microbiome testing. I found out I had dysbiosis and lots of different opportunistic pathogens! However this does not paint a very detailed picture, so I also did an RNA-based test which shows percentages of different bacteria’s RNA transcription, to determine relative activity. I saw that 58% of all activity was one microbe called Acinetobacter baumannii. So I Googled it. “Iraqibacter” is its nickname. It’s an antibiotic-resistant pathogen that is endemic to the desert that’s famous for killing wounded soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan. Crap. That doesn’t sound good. If it’s resistant to almost all forms of antibiotics how do you kill it? I found some seriously dangerous treatments but there was a common theme; I needed to get much worse before I qualified for these dangerous interventions. So double crap. I realized that one potential source of this problem might be our prophylactic for malaria; doxycycline. We were ordered to take a dose every day for the entire year long deployment. So having dysbiosis and an antibiotic-resistant infection kind of fit my story. But then the question was why did I seem to have health problems that other soldiers didn’t have? I realized later that most of my fellow soldiers were flushing their pills after the first week because it was making them feel sick taking them. Unfortunately, I was a boy scout and took them almost every day. In the Army’s defense, I did see malaria in the region, and it’s a real battlefield threat that has killed lots of soldiers throughout history. So I don’t blame the Army, even though it created difficulties for me personally.
So I started doing my research again. Ironically, the only folks who have experience with unknown crazy gut infections, biofilms, and detox protocols were vegans. (Another red flag along with the enzymes.) The vegan Youtubers led me to diatomaceous earth. I tried it. I had crazy reactions and it’s just silica, should be innate. Ok, I was onto something. I took that for a while, and tried coffee enemas trying to get whatever was in there out and killed. It worked, honestly. The vegan community was onto something with their infection mitigation and detox stuff. It begged the question though, why is this peculiar knowledge so prevalent and common among vegans and why is all this health hacking necessary if they’re eating so healthily? I came across turpentine and that’s when I saw some crazy stuff happen. Things started to die but I felt like I was dying too. I found Vegetable Police on YouTube – he has the most hilarious video about turpentine you will ever see. So we were looking at digestion as a potential primary cause of my symptoms.
Then I found Stan Efferding who says basically you can’t digest all those veggies. Like the giant box of organic co-op veggies I’ve been eating faithfully every week for 9 months and paying out the nose for? Those veggies? YEP……ugh. So I cut them out. I felt better. I dove deeper and before I could get any further down this weird cure of avoiding vegetables, I saw Jordan Peterson on the Joe Rogan show, talking about his daughter Mikhaila’s diet and the results he was getting. Sold, totally sold. That fit everything I’d been studying – it made sense with keto, digestion health, and a plan to starve out the infection. After starting on the carnivore diet, I began to feel the effects almost immediately. I lost another 20 pounds, my anxiety plummeted, my energy exploded, my mood was lifted. I felt so much better, I felt like a new human. This part of the story is pretty typical. Just everything went so much better, it’s unbelievable. So unbelievable, I don’t like talking about it, because I sound crazy. Vegetables are the problem? Well, that explains why the vegans know so much about mitigating their effects. It also explains why meat eaters think it’s crazy BS. So that brings me to today. I’m 9 months a carnivore and doing great. I’m still losing weight each week. My vanity doesn’t want me to upload this story quite yet, but I’ve made a lot of progress, and I’m always going to be a work in progress. So here is my before and after.
All in all I’ve lost 44 pounds and counting…as of 4/4/2019
Give me 6 more months I’ll look even better. Thank you all for promoting this way of eating. It’s these kinds of stories that encourage others to keep pursuing their health and to find real and lasting changes, whatever path it takes for them. My path led me to meat. And though I am no doctor or scholar, as an n of 1, I sure feel like I’m healed. #meatheals
I’m a 37 year old female, and I started the Carnivore Diet in August 2018. I’m a big fan of Jordan Peterson, and I heard him talking about the Carnivore Diet on the Joe Rogan podcast. It was the first time he’d said something that actually made me think maybe he was a bit crazy. I ignored it for a while because, really, what sane person would eat just meat? But then I read his daughter’s blog, which lead me to Shawn Baker, and then here to the Meat Heals website.
Apart from having hay-fever and anxiety, I always considered myself a healthy person but over the past few years some health issues have crept their way in: rosacea, eczema, horrific mouth ulcers that wouldn’t go away, mood problems, insomnia, and general aches and pains. Reading people’s stories here about how they had cured these types of things, I became convinced that it was going to help me (even though my doctor said they were not diet related).
I was also overweight, even though I worked out twice a week, went running once a week, walked every day, and regularly restricted calories. My weight either stayed the same or went up. And the whole time I just thought it was because I wasn’t trying hard enough. Sometimes I just couldn’t stop myself from eating because I was just so damn hungry all the time (I would obsessively think about food)! I thought that if I had a ‘slip up’, it was because I lacked willpower. I just generally felt bad about myself for thinking I was so pathetic and useless!
So, the day before my son’s birthday, whilst baking him a birthday cake laden with buttercream icing, I decided to go Carnivore. It was daunting for many reasons; one being that I didn’t really eat much meat, and certainly not fatty meat. I was a vegetarian from the age of 9 because I ‘loved animals’, and although I slowly started eating meat again in my early 20s, I always hated fatty meat and I’d never eaten a steak in my life until I started Carnivore.
It was hard at first but now I love ribeyes. I have a ribeye every day, and would happily have three a day if I could afford it but I can’t. So instead, I also have minced beef and bacon, and sometimes eggs from my own chickens. Sometimes I have a little bit of cheese but I don’t feel so great with it. And I also sometimes drink zero-carb spirits when I feel like it (I have young kids; sometimes you just need a drink!).
Within a week of doing Carnivore, my mouth ulcers disappeared. That was amazing. My tongue became this beautiful, healthy, red/pink colour that I don’t remember it ever being before. The weird coating it previously had was gone. All my other ailments also disappeared quite quickly. The only time they returned was when I had carbs (just a small amount, like ‘oh a little bit of chocolate at Christmas will be fine.’ Nope, not fine!). Not sure if my hay-fever has gone as it’s not quite allergy season but I’m hopeful.
My mood improved within the first couple of weeks, and I decided to come off my antidepressants in November. Although I had a bit of a wobble at the beginning (I felt like I was back to how I felt before the antidepressants), I was quickly back to feeling really good. Now I feel better than I felt when I was on antidepressants. I feel calm most of the time. I don’t seem to get obsessive kinds of thoughts anymore and my mind is very clear. The brain fog that I didn’t even know I had has definitely gone!
My sleep is also much, much better. I suffered from ‘mild’ insomnia. I’ve always taken a while to get to sleep – my mind would race with worries and random thoughts – but during the first week of Carnivore, I fell fast asleep quickly after my head hit the pillow. This had never happened to me before. I used to toss and turn all night and I would wake up two or three times and not be able to get back to sleep. Now I sometimes wake once in the night but I quickly fall asleep again. My arms and hands used to go numb or have pins and needles and I’d wake up with that a lot but not anymore. I also had horrible hypnic jerks, which were often terrifying but those seem to have gone too. I feel like my sleep is much deeper now and I often have extremely vivid dreams (they always used to be hazy).
Now to the weight loss. From day one, the weight just dropped off me. It was truly amazing. So far, I’ve lost over 17kg (38lbs). I didn’t even know I had that much to lose (I thought 10kg maybe)! My weight is now considered ‘healthy’ and my BMI is 19 which I never imagined would ever happen to me (it was 26 when I started). I think I’m even still losing weight now but much more slowly, and my body shape is definitely still changing and toning up. I never would have believed I would be the weight I am now. I’m 161cm (5ft 3in), and weigh 51.2kg (113lb).
My husband, having initially thought I was mad, saw how well I was doing, and has joined me on this diet and is also thriving. We are trying not to preach to people but I wish everyone would just give this a try because it’s just amazing. We are pretty certain we will eat this way for the rest of our lives! Thank you to everyone for sharing their stories and for giving me the courage to try this. Totally life changing!!
P.S. I’m sorry to Jordan Peterson for ever doubting him!