I never liked going to doctors so I rarely did. My body just didn’t feel right to me but I kept it to myself. My son forced me to go to the doctor, he even took me there. After all the tests were done, the doctor told that I had high cholesterol and needed to change the way I ate. I told him that I have eaten this way my whole life, why should I change now?
He told me why and I got scared. He asked me if I wanted to die before my time, I said no. I got a real wake up call. I am going to have to learn to cook without lard and all the good things I like, I might not like it as much but I want to live to be a ripe old age. Even an old dog can learn new tricks.