The truth is, I was eating myself to death.

I changed my mind, before I changed my body.

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Really. The truth is, if I hadn’t had 80 percent of my stomach removed almost three years ago, I still would be eating myself slowly to death.

I have arthritic hips. Hips that, upon close, internal inspection via MRI (or maybe it was a CT scan. I don’t know. Something that took pictures of…