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My Journal

Discussion in 'My Optimal Journal' started by Ricky Lynn, Sep 7, 2018.

  1. Ricky Lynn

    Ricky Lynn Platinum Member

    Ricky Lynn - 43 years old - Plano, TX (Dallas area)
    5'10" - 205 lbs. - 6.2% bodyfat

    Maternal Haplogroup: H6a1b
    Paternal Haplogroup: R-L51

    100% European:
    50% - British, Irish, Scottish
    12% - French, German
    5% - Scandanavian
    2.5% Iberian
    and all that is left is also European.
    Despite my ancestry I am fairly dark complected and tan well, I do burn though if I am not careful.

    I am a MET/MET so I don't break down dopamine very fast. Great for focus but it an also make me an asshole at times. Magnesium chelate can help move this path so I take it if notice myself getting irritated with slow people.

    COMT V158M rs4680 AA +/+
    COMT H62H rs4633 TT +/+
    COMT P199P rs769224 GG -/-

    VDR Bsm rs1544410 CC -/-
    VDR Taq rs731236 AA +/+

    MTHFR C677T rs1801133 AG +/-
    MTHFR 03 P39P rs2066470 GG -/-
    MTHFR A1298C rs1801131 TT -/-

    MTR A2756G rs1805087 AG +/-
    MTRR A66G rs1801394 AG +/-
    MTRR A664A rs1802059 AG +/-

    BHMT-02 rs567754 CT +/-
    BHMT-04 not found n/a not genotyped
    BHMT-08 rs651852 CT +/-

    AHCY-01 rs819147 CT +/-
    AHCY-02 not found n/a not genotyped
    AHCY-19 rs819171 CT +/-

    CBS C699T rs234706 AG +/-
    CBS A360A rs1801181 GG -/-
    CBS N212N not found n/a

    CYP1B1 L432V rs1056836 CG +/-
    CYP2C19*17 rs12248560 CT +/-
    CYP2D6 S486T rs1135840 CG +/-
    CYP2D6 2850C>T rs16947 AG +/-
    GSTP1 I105V rs1695 GG +/+
    SOD2 A16V rs4880 AG +/-
    NAT2 I114T rs1801280 CT +/-
    NAT2 K268R rs1208 AG +/-

    SLC19a1 G80A rs1051266 +/-
    GPX1 Pro199Leu rs1050450 +/-
    NOS3/eNOS -1495A>T rs1800783 +/-
    NOS3/eNOS A(-922)G rs1800779 +/-
    AOC1 (DAO) Thr16Met rs10156191 +/-

    APOE Arg176Cys rs7412 +/+
    FADS1 (MYRF) rs174537 +/+

    BCO1 R267S rs12934922 +/+
    BCO1 (PKD1L2) C754T rs6420424 +/+
    rs11645428 BCO1 +/+
    rs6564851 BCO1 +/+

    *Those are some of the more commonly looked at SNP's. If you are curious about any others just give me an "rs" number and i can tell you the allels.

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    Unfortunately, it has been a long time since I have done any extensive bloodwork. It has been exactly 3 years ago. Here is what it looked like then. If anyone thinks it will help to have some specific panels done, let me know and I will work on it.

    My lipids were jacked up.

    LDL-P: 2019
    LDL-C: 151
    HDL-C: 33
    HDL-P: 24.8
    TRG's: 208
    sdLDL: 1090

    Iron levels were high but ferritin was ok

    UIBC was low at 99
    Serum Iron 190
    Saturation 66
    Ferretin was 337

    Vit 25-H D was 58.8

    CBC was all normal

    Prolaction was high at 17.6

    Sedimentation Rate-Westergren was high at 23 mm/hr

    Everything else on that panel from 3 years ago was normal. It is pretty much irrelevant now though. I definitely will work on getting another one soon. Hopefully my lipids aren't so jacked up still. Although, they probably are. I have been eating like crap and stress levels have been pretty high this past year.

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    Ok, so I guess I will go through a little personal history to create a little context. I have had a pretty unorthodox and crazy life compared to some probably.

    I am an only child. Parents divorced not long after I was born. Raised by my mother with help form my grandmother at times. We were on section-8 and food stamps but somehow still had cable TV and an Atari, which was great when the electricity was on. I seen my dad 2 times a year and pretty much raised myself. My mom was wild and crazy (diagnosed schizophrenic) and pretty much just worked, partied, and slept. One time when my dad came to pick me up, I was standing in a chair at the stove cooking eggs. I was 6 at the time and in 2nd grade. I know this because he still tells me about it, not because I remember it. If this sounds like a "poor me," pitty-party, it's not. It is what it is and was what it was. My childhood was unconventional to say the least but, it was still a major upgrade to what my mother's childhood was like. I guess she did the best she could. I was playing poker and flipping people off and cusing people when I was 5. When you are young though, no matter how messed up things may be, it's all you know. It's normal for you.

    When I was 5 I went to the hospital with a serious case of pneumonia. Was in the hospital for about a week. Diagnosed with asthma after that and had to carry an inhaler for years, or I was suppose to anyway. Both of my parents smoked, in the house, in the car, etc... so that probably didn't help. Started playing soccer and baseball in 2nd grade and also started taking Karate. Started playing football in the 4th grade and continued into high school. The asthma only bothered me when they cut the grass on the field close to a game. Started speed skating at age 10. Which leads me to my second stint in the hospital at age 12. my skates got caught up with another skaters and I face planted on the floor and ruptured my spleen. I lost about a 1/4 of my blood internally and almost died. Luckily I had a great surgeon who managed to save my spleen. They say it was like trying to sew up wet toilet paper. IDK, the thing burst open when I hit the ground though. I have always been very active and athletic. I spent as much time as I could outside playing sports, in the woods or by the pool.

    I started smoking cigarettes daily when I was 13 and except for a few periods of freedom from nicotine lasting a couple of years total, I have my entire life. Except I vape now. Which I doubt is any better. Propolyne Glycol can't be good for your lungs but, it smells and tastes a lot better. This is my only addiction despite the cornucopia of other things I have done in my life. I will get to that in a minute.

    I also started smoking weed when I was 13 and did daily until I was 17 when I realized it was making me lazy and just quit. From that point until I was 27 my only vice's were coffee and cigarettes. There was a about 2 yer period where I had quit smoking in there. I use to be a Tai Chi instructor and was going through a really balanced and peaceful period in my life and just walked away from it one day without much effort.

    I was very suicidal as a teenager but never did anything. The idea of my mom walking in on me with my head splattered across the kitchen and holding her 357 in my hand kept me from ever doing it. I knew that would be break her and her life had been bad enough already. One day in my early 20's though, I had lost hope. I called my grandmother and my mother and just talked. Trying to act normal and not tip them off. Just wanting to let them know that I loved them. Somehow thinking that that would lessen their pain. So I went out by the lake, a peaceful spot I liked to go too. I swollowed a bottled of opiates and drank a warm Guinness Stout. Someone found me. Third trip to the hospital.

    In my mid 20's I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. So I asked myself what I loved to do. I loved music, I loved dancing, and I loved women so, I got the brilliant idea that I was going to move from the small town I grew up in to to Dallas and become a Male Stripper. BRILLIANT right? The lack of guidance in my life is probably overly apparent at this point. Anyway, so that is exactly what I did.

    I started dancing at the age of 27 and I didn't really get caught up in the "lifestyle," at first. I didn't even drink. Everyone got a kick out of me walking around in my banana hammock with a coffee and a cigarette. That lasted about 9 months until a friend at the club was having his Birthday. Everyone was going to do ecstasy and go out after the club closed and he really wanted me to join them, for his birthday. Our club closed at 2am, the one we were going to opened at 4am. I had never heard of such a thing. So I did it, and I liked it. I liked it a lot! A whole lot! It wasn't long before this became a weekly ritual that went on for years and years until about the age of 33. What started with one night and one drug turned into 3 nights and a cocktail of chemicals that should have never been combined. Usually by the time I crawled back home I would be on 3 to 5 different things like MDMA, Coke, Meth and Ketamine were regular combos.

    Well this eventually got old. Imagine that! So, in my brilliance I decided to switch to alcohol with the occasional bump of cocaine to help me through the night. I also got another job that required a lot of traveling. I became a Chippendale so instead of working at one club we travelled around the country doing casinos and concert venues. It was a lot of fun! I usually went through about 750ml of whiskey just about every night.

    One night when I was home from the road, after doing a bachelorette party, and many many shots. I was late to meeting up with my girlfriend and she lived about 30 minutes away. Luckily I had a really fast CBR-1000 motorcycle, and a helmet, thank god. I know, smart huh, you probably know how this is going to end. So yeah, going about 180mph down interstate 20 and I end up wrecking. The only thought that went through my mind was, "This is it!" I rolled and slid for what seemed like minutes. Long enough for the people behind me to pass me and pullover and start running towards me before I stopped. When I finally did stop, I stood up and took off my helmet. I was covered in blood and completely sober. Anyway, this was my fourth trip to the Hospital. Road rash, 3 broken, punctured lung, 8 days in and a big hospital bill.... but I was still alive!

    When I was 37, the Chippendale's restructured and I was out. Blessing in disguise really. Besides, I promised myself that I would never be a 40 year old stripper. Some guy's were still doing that, and I didn't want that to be me. So, picked up and moved away from all the people I knew. From Dallas to Tulsa, OK. There was a gym up there that needed someone. Perfect opportunity to change. Some craziness still lingered in me for awhile but I eventually finally grew up.

    Long-story/short version: I've spent most of my life trying to destroy myself but despite that, I am still alive and I am very grateful for it. I am nothing like the person I use to be. Understanding all the things I do now. I am sure I must have done a lot of damage to my cells through all of this. I think maybe the lack of stress and having lots of time outside kind of offset some of that but, never the less. I want to do everything I can do live the rest of my life as well as I can, as good as I can.

    That is probably all TMI on a major scale. I am a very open person though and you can't function at a higher frequency when you're not honest, with yourself and with others. It's hard for anyone to help when they don't know the whole story. I feel like I should probably say though. That I am mentally and spiritually pretty healthy at this point in my life. After reading all of that, you may be wondering so, i thought I should throw that in. I am a happy person, grateful for everyday that I have air in my lungs and the sun on my face. I consider myself to be very lucky to even be here! Life is a blessing and I want to take precious care of what life I have left.

    Thanks for listening to my little story!
     
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  2. drezy

    drezy New Member

  3. caroline

    caroline Moderator

    Love how you don't say things Dan..........

    welcome Ricky!
     
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  4. drezy

    drezy New Member

    It's such a quirky language. It's worth making fun of.

    I'm in TX Ricky FWIW.
     
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  5. Ricky Lynn

    Ricky Lynn Platinum Member

    Hahaha, that's funny Drezy. I guess I should have seen that coming huh? What part of Texas are you in Brother?

    Caroline, thank you! I really appreciate you guy's making me feel welcome.
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