I was a flexitarian until a week and a half ago. I ate meat and cheese when I was out or over the weekends. Most of the time at home I drank juice (fresh smoothies), and ate SuperNatural Pops. I enjoyed eating meat a couple times a week, although most fast food had hit the point of making me sick every time I ate it.
Thursday, September 21, I had a doctor's appointment to schedule surgery for my left knee. I have a torn meniscus, and the doctor wanted to take a couple x-rays to make sure nothing else had happened. So I went through the 20 minute process of getting the exact right positions for the x-rays. Afterwards, one of my 3 best friends was waiting with me and watching the kids. The doctor called me out into the hallway, and told me "This is probably nothing, but I'm going to scare the crap out of you". Yes, he did. On the x-ray, there was a small tumor in my femur. It showed up on all 4 films, I believe. He told me it's probably benign, but that he wanted to monitor it for a few months to make sure it wasn't growing or anything.
I know I went into at least mild shock, and had a lot of trouble processing the fact that there was a tumor in my leg. Sure it might be nothing, but recently my grandmother passed away from what everyone thought was nothing for almost a year. It wasn't until she was in renal failure that they finally diagnosed her with cancer (neuro-endocrine). By then it was much too late. Can you see where my thought process kind of went with this?
I remembered that my dad had attempted to put her on a raw, vegan diet to build her immune system in order to fight what we thought she had at first (retro-paratinoro fibrosis). I decided almost as soon as the doctor said "tumor" that I was now a vegan. At least until I'm sure it's nothing. I decided not to go straight to raw vegan until I knew exactly what I was dealing with. The first words out of my mouth when I spoke to my friend at the car were "Well... I am now officially a vegan". There was no argument from her. She understood my reasoning, and agreed with it.
So far, being vegan has been easier than I thought it would. When we have them (we need to make more) I eat several SuperNatural Pops a day. Tofu has become more prevalent in my diet. I'm loving using this site to discover and try new recipes (including a really good tofu wrap one... Can't remember who did it right now though). Even that first weekend, when my parents made rack of lamb Saturday night, and bacon and eggs Sunday morning, it wasn't all that hard to resist. Actually the hardest thing to give up so far has been caffeine. I went from having a glass of wine most nights to nothing with no problems. I cheated once or twice with the caffeine the first few days, but now have no real desire for it either.
That's not to say it's been a bed of roses. I'm having to cook everything seperately from my parents over the weekends, which sucks. They are very supportive during the week, but over the weekends it's carne time. I am not a vegan for ethical reasons (although I do agree that the industrialized meat farming is absolutely gross). I have no issues with everyone around me eating meat, cheese, and eggs. Everybody needs to decide for themselves what they want to eat. I know, and most of my close friends and family know, that a balanced vegan diet is much healthier than one that is heavy meat.
Will I stay vegan if I find out everything is perfectly fine? I'm not entirely sure, but it is a good possibility. While I still love the smell of frying bacon (I know I just made some people gag) and roasting lamb; so far I have no real desire to eat it. It's just a nice smell to me. Actually, at this point, if I ate it, I would probably make myself sick.
I'm supposed to be going on vacation next week for a family reunion; and I have one question. How hard is it to travel and be vegan? My parents are telling me I'll probably have to break my diet, but if I can avoid that I'd like to.