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Saturday, May 4, 2013
day 2
I am happy to say that I am still on the wagon. I am still decreasing slowly with my animal consumption and really pushing whole foods and raw foods.
I tried having a nurtiblast instead of my morning coffee... it worked:)
it had spinach, strawberries, blueberries, a banana, and some watermelon. Delish!
After a while, I wandered around my kitchen looking for chewable food. I went back to my old standby, 2 eggs (less than I usually eat) and 2 rye toast. It was not as good as i remember it. Its kind of bland and slimy. I just kept picturing the poor bird that had to suffer to get these eggs on the table. It kind of killed it for me.
**I am easing into veganism because we already have animal products and I am not financially able to toss everything out and go vegan overnight- as much as I would like to.
After breakfast, I had about 1/2 cup of coffee, and got hot flashes and fell asleep. Granted, I have 2 kids, naps are amazing.
Lunch time was better. I had the other half of my veggie patty subway sandwich. Yum:) Guilt free except the ranch I mistakenly put on it yesterday. We also had some white rice with turkey flavored gravy (a comfort food.. I need to figure out a vegan alternative).
Snack was my favorite food, fried asparagus:)
For dinner I made the steak I bought before my eyes were opened. I made it just the way I have always liked steak, as it will be my last one for the forseeable future. I split it with my dad, he got 2/3 and I got 1/3. I took a bite, saw the blood, flashbacks of cows hanging upside down with their throats slit... I fed it to the dog. So, I had a concoction on quinea, brown rice, tofu, and black beans.. with a side of broccoli and some more asparagus.
I feel much better. My back hasn't hurt today either, except just a little. Two days ago I had immobilizing back pain. I am still not sure if this is connected or not, but I'm very happy. I also feel thinner... well, less swollen. Fat people when they are on the rise tend to look like they are swollen. I have been maintaining/losing lately, but I feel like I look... less. Its a good thing. I also have more energy. I got a nap. I wish I had found this sooner.
I have always associated the word "vegan" with stuck up people throwing blood on folks and thinking they are better than others. I'm realizing that they are only the extremests. I am not sure I could go back to my previous lifestyle... I feel... changed. And its only been a few days.
I tried having a nurtiblast instead of my morning coffee... it worked:)
it had spinach, strawberries, blueberries, a banana, and some watermelon. Delish!
After a while, I wandered around my kitchen looking for chewable food. I went back to my old standby, 2 eggs (less than I usually eat) and 2 rye toast. It was not as good as i remember it. Its kind of bland and slimy. I just kept picturing the poor bird that had to suffer to get these eggs on the table. It kind of killed it for me.
**I am easing into veganism because we already have animal products and I am not financially able to toss everything out and go vegan overnight- as much as I would like to.
After breakfast, I had about 1/2 cup of coffee, and got hot flashes and fell asleep. Granted, I have 2 kids, naps are amazing.
Lunch time was better. I had the other half of my veggie patty subway sandwich. Yum:) Guilt free except the ranch I mistakenly put on it yesterday. We also had some white rice with turkey flavored gravy (a comfort food.. I need to figure out a vegan alternative).
Snack was my favorite food, fried asparagus:)
For dinner I made the steak I bought before my eyes were opened. I made it just the way I have always liked steak, as it will be my last one for the forseeable future. I split it with my dad, he got 2/3 and I got 1/3. I took a bite, saw the blood, flashbacks of cows hanging upside down with their throats slit... I fed it to the dog. So, I had a concoction on quinea, brown rice, tofu, and black beans.. with a side of broccoli and some more asparagus.
I feel much better. My back hasn't hurt today either, except just a little. Two days ago I had immobilizing back pain. I am still not sure if this is connected or not, but I'm very happy. I also feel thinner... well, less swollen. Fat people when they are on the rise tend to look like they are swollen. I have been maintaining/losing lately, but I feel like I look... less. Its a good thing. I also have more energy. I got a nap. I wish I had found this sooner.
I have always associated the word "vegan" with stuck up people throwing blood on folks and thinking they are better than others. I'm realizing that they are only the extremests. I am not sure I could go back to my previous lifestyle... I feel... changed. And its only been a few days.
Friday, May 3, 2013
Diary of one sad momma
My baby was taken from me today. He was beautiful, everything I had ever dreamed of. I only got to see him briefly, and his cries for me will haunt me for the rest of my life. I have been put back in my cell. I'm pumping all the time to make sure my milk production is up. I hope he gets this milk, but I have a sneaking suspicion he will never see it. It seems like a waste.
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I have been standing here so long, I don't remember. The jailkeeper won't let me move. I heard him talking about how they locked my son in a box too. At least they are feeding him. What is this place? They won't let him walk. I just want him to be happy. I am so depressed. I wish my life was so different. I did nothing to deserve this, why am I here? Why is my son being punished?
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The jailkeeper did something to me today. I am so ashamed. He called it "insemination." I call it something much worse. I feel so violated. I miss my son. This pumping machine has made my poor nipples raw. They hurt so bad but the jail keeper won't listen. He is heartless.
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All my previous hopes of seeing my son are gone. I have heard he was murdered. My pregnancy is going as well as can be expected, but I have little hope for this baby as well. I heard the lady in the next cell crying. She says that because she can't pump as much milk as she used to, she is sentenced to death. Its only a matter of time. She is not much older than I am, and I am still young.
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This is my last entry. I have no more hope left. I learned how I am to die, and I am so frightened. I wish they would just kill me quick, but sadly it seems torture is on the menu.
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Message from the author:
This is a fictional diary of a dairy cow. However, what she describes is only the tip of the iceberg, and less horrific things a real dairy cow endures in her lifetime. What happens in animal farms is inhumane, and makes the events of horror movies dull in comparison.
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I have been standing here so long, I don't remember. The jailkeeper won't let me move. I heard him talking about how they locked my son in a box too. At least they are feeding him. What is this place? They won't let him walk. I just want him to be happy. I am so depressed. I wish my life was so different. I did nothing to deserve this, why am I here? Why is my son being punished?
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The jailkeeper did something to me today. I am so ashamed. He called it "insemination." I call it something much worse. I feel so violated. I miss my son. This pumping machine has made my poor nipples raw. They hurt so bad but the jail keeper won't listen. He is heartless.
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All my previous hopes of seeing my son are gone. I have heard he was murdered. My pregnancy is going as well as can be expected, but I have little hope for this baby as well. I heard the lady in the next cell crying. She says that because she can't pump as much milk as she used to, she is sentenced to death. Its only a matter of time. She is not much older than I am, and I am still young.
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This is my last entry. I have no more hope left. I learned how I am to die, and I am so frightened. I wish they would just kill me quick, but sadly it seems torture is on the menu.
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Message from the author:
This is a fictional diary of a dairy cow. However, what she describes is only the tip of the iceberg, and less horrific things a real dairy cow endures in her lifetime. What happens in animal farms is inhumane, and makes the events of horror movies dull in comparison.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Veg: day one
I'm just saying "Veg" because I would ideally like to become Vegan at this point... but I'm transitioning. If I fall off the bandwagon, then at least I tried. Please don't crucify me. I'll never look at cheese the same.
Today the only "meat" I consumed was an egg. I split it with my daughter at breakfast with a slice of american on it, and she didn't eat her half so I ate it too. I also made a pancake for each of us, and a plate of fresh fruit. This is an improvement on the usual 3 eggs and toast that I eat. Oh, and I also had coffee with creamer. (wincing... the dairy cow...)
Lunch was a PB&J with quinea (is that what the riceish thing is?) with brown rice... a cucumber, apple, and an orange.
For dinner I had a subway sandwich, and I got the veggie patty (Delicious!!) I remembered to skip the cheese but I have a sneaking suspicion ranch dressing comes from Ol' Bessy... (dammit... )
I went and bought a nutribullet so I can really get some extra nutrition in there.. and made a smoothie with spinach, watermelon, cherries, and strawberries. Apparently the fiber stays in there? So its healthier? Anywho, I felt great after I drank it, and I'm feeling amazing.
I feel lighter. I was full each time I ate, and I didn't hold back. I really liked the smoothie. Overall... I feel better than I have in a while. My back doesn't even hurt, and that is a big deal... maybe it's coincidence... maybe not.
I am 262lbs, and I have lost 10lbs in the last 4 months dieting with moderation as my key. We shall see if I lost more weight ( I believe I shall). Granted I'm not doing this for the weight loss, well I am.. but its not the major reason. The major reason is the cruelty shock.
Mind : Blown Eyes : Open
I have been looking into vegetarianism and veganism (is that the right word?) lately... and it all started with a documentary I saw online. One video led to another, and I was floored. I had no idea that - well, scratch that... I suppose I had an idea.. but I never thought about it... and I like to be naive... but in the subject of the meat industry, ignorance is bliss.
I can never look at a pork chop the same again.
Or my rib eye steak I have in the fridge...
Or my eggs.
Or cheese.
The pig... They drowned it in scalding water WHILE IT WAS ALIVE (obviously, to drown you have to be alive...) Then it got worse.
The cow... they drag it by its foot.... then it gets too grusome for me to talk about.
The mommy cows are kept in small stalls where they can't walk. They are strapped to these milk machines, and constantly kept pregnant with artificial insemination AND THEY DON'T EVEN GET TO NURSE THEIR BABIES!!! THE BABIES ARE TAKEN AWAY! (Sorry, that one really got me... I happen to be a nursing mom... the mommy cow wanted her baby... it was so sad).
The chickens are just terrible.
I could go on and on about what I saw, but the bottom line is that now that I have seen it, my eyes are open. My mcdonalds cheeseburger isn't as innocent as I thought it was.
For some reason, I dunno.... I actually thought that the food meat industry wasn't cruel.
And in reality they are not cruel, it is way past that. What happens in slaughterhouses should be a crime. I'm not gonna run around and say that to eat meat is a sin and don't kill animals... but for goodness sake can we at least have respect? Let them LIVE while they are alive. Let them die with a little dignity, not on a conveyer belt. Not kept in boxes. Not separated from their babies. Not as unnatural as it has become.
The native americans had it right. When they killed, they did so to feed their family. They used 100% of the animal. Nothing was wasted. They also thanked the animal for its sacrifice. They looked it in the eyes as it died.
If everyone had to look their hamburger in the eyes as it died, and pull out its intestines... there would be a lot less hamburgers.
There is a saying, "if slaughterhouses had glass walls, we would all be vegans."
I kind of agree. I'll never look at meat and dairy the same. I also think though, that if slaughterhouses had glass walls, they would become much more humane real quick.
I can never look at a pork chop the same again.
Or my rib eye steak I have in the fridge...
Or my eggs.
Or cheese.
The pig... They drowned it in scalding water WHILE IT WAS ALIVE (obviously, to drown you have to be alive...) Then it got worse.
The cow... they drag it by its foot.... then it gets too grusome for me to talk about.
The mommy cows are kept in small stalls where they can't walk. They are strapped to these milk machines, and constantly kept pregnant with artificial insemination AND THEY DON'T EVEN GET TO NURSE THEIR BABIES!!! THE BABIES ARE TAKEN AWAY! (Sorry, that one really got me... I happen to be a nursing mom... the mommy cow wanted her baby... it was so sad).
The chickens are just terrible.
I could go on and on about what I saw, but the bottom line is that now that I have seen it, my eyes are open. My mcdonalds cheeseburger isn't as innocent as I thought it was.
For some reason, I dunno.... I actually thought that the food meat industry wasn't cruel.
And in reality they are not cruel, it is way past that. What happens in slaughterhouses should be a crime. I'm not gonna run around and say that to eat meat is a sin and don't kill animals... but for goodness sake can we at least have respect? Let them LIVE while they are alive. Let them die with a little dignity, not on a conveyer belt. Not kept in boxes. Not separated from their babies. Not as unnatural as it has become.
The native americans had it right. When they killed, they did so to feed their family. They used 100% of the animal. Nothing was wasted. They also thanked the animal for its sacrifice. They looked it in the eyes as it died.
If everyone had to look their hamburger in the eyes as it died, and pull out its intestines... there would be a lot less hamburgers.
There is a saying, "if slaughterhouses had glass walls, we would all be vegans."
I kind of agree. I'll never look at meat and dairy the same. I also think though, that if slaughterhouses had glass walls, they would become much more humane real quick.
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