Keep up the good fight, doc.
At 28, I was diagnosed with arthritis in my hands.
At 29, I had my first colonoscopy and diagnosis with diverticulitis.
At 32, I was diagnosed with atrial fibrillation.
I powerlifted through my 20’s, but at 35, I couldn’t run or push hard for fear of a-fib.
I got fat. At 27, I had man boobs and love handles. I couldn’t walk flight of stairs and had very few solid bowel movements.
I began cutting stuff out and realized that every time I cut a grain or veggie, I felt better and got leaner. Exactly 18 months later, I am approaching 37 years old and have 8.5% body fat and run 3.5 miles/day. I have lower blood pressure, higher good cholesterol. Zero a-fib issues. Zero diverticulitis issues. I require less sleep (4.5 hours), and I get more done during day.
And, I’ll tell ya, the benefits in the bedroom with the wife are off the charts.
Go carnivore, live better.