OK, I read the whole thread.
Philster needs an enema with a pickaxe. Lots of reasons, but he just needs one. Maybe they can find his head up there. They won’t need to look for a heart.
Now, the burning question about intake versus weightloss.
No cites, only my life.
I have always eaten less that others. I have always weighed more than others. When I was in college, my doctor put me on 800 calories a day and I gained weight. We went to 400 calories a day. (Poached eggwhite, melba toast, lettuce with no dressing and 4 ounces of boiled chicken.) I gained weight.
He put me in the hospital on clear liquids for a month. I gained weight. The staff decided I must have cheated, I agreed to another month IN AN ACCESS CONTROLLED ROOM with nothing but water. I neither lost nor gained, once I had a Lasix shot to get rid of the water weight. I worked out daily while hospitalized.
That was 30 years ago. In the ensuing 30 years, my weight has gone up and down, eventually ending more up than down. I have always done physical labor. (Floral design may not seem to be that physical, but 8 to 14 hours a day on your feet, carrying buckets of flowers, boxes of greens, etc. IS physical labor. So is the mileage walked to do all this stuff. And when I was importing flowers, I loaded and unloaded boxes of flowers…40 to 100 pounds at a time, 20 to 500 boxes a day.)
I’m 5’6" tall. And right now, I weigh over 400 pounds. I can and do still work. I have mobility issues tied more to the cancer that I have had for the last eight years (diagnosed, possibly 10-30 years before that.) I still walk, even distances, but not easily, as it causes a carcinoid crisis.
The rare cancer I have does weird things to one…digestive-system kinda weird. Constant diahrreah. Dumping syndrome. Yadd yadda…has NOT affected my weight.
2 years ago, they took out half my stomach because of a tumor the size of a dinnerplate on my liver and stomach. Nothing by mouth, NOT EVEN WATER, for 3 weeks. Lost no weight. None. Nada. Zip.
The cancer hospital sent me to the leading endocrinologist in the area. Lots of testing, lots of reassurances that we could do something about the weight. Did bloodtests. Got a letter saying that there was nothing that could be done. Leptin levels over 60. Looked into leptin. Hmmm…this might be the key.
So here I am, over 400 pounds, with horrible arthritis. IN MY HANDS AND UPPER BACK, not my legs or knees. Can’t eat a lot of things, don’t “retain” most of what I do eat. Been anemic for 35 years. Weird cancer ( www.carcinoid.org for the curious) and can’t lose a pound, and if I lose a few by eating what I want when I want it, I will gain it back.
Somebody wanna tell me how undisciplined and lazy I am?? Some smart person out there have an answer??
The medical community is waiting for your unbounded wisdom. And there are more of us (metabolism totally screwed) that you can imagine.
FWIW, I really don’t want Philster to have an enema with a pickaxe. Call Roto-rooter instead.