Well, this morning I went to the Perth Doctor. Saying it didn't go well would be pretty much on the money. My husband came with me for moral support and it was lucky that he did given what happened.

I guess one of the key things for me is that I have a doctor who understands where I'm coming from and supports my beliefs. That way, I feel confident in what they're saying and am willing to do whatever they need me to do to help the healing process.

Here's what happened, we've gone in, done the usual questions and then come to the "Do you have children?" part of the sheet. I've said "No." Then there was the "So, when are you planning on having them?" To which I've replied, " We won't be having any". We honestly won't. I don't dislike children and I do have the greatest respect for people who choose to have children. Personally though, I do not want to raise a family. I liked being the "on-call" person for friends or using my spare time to work with kids, but don't want to have the parenting experience myself. I realise that this is a tricky area for some people, but in general expect other people to respect our decision as I would respect theirs to start a family.

Back to the story, so then the questions have started "Why don't you want to have children? How could you not want them? Why don't you want to be a parent?". Could just be me, but I'm thinking that if instead had said "We're planning to have them in 2 years" I wouldn't have been getting all the questions. The thing is, part of the reason is that I can't have them without a lot of medical intervention (which she possibly would have realised had she taken the time to get a full medical history and look over my old files) and we agreed that we would prefer to pursue a life together without the stress of taking on that aspect of treatment. We have talked about adoption, but my husband wasn't really for it so we've now focused on contributing to society in other ways. None of that helped the doctor understand though. After that, she stopped listening completely and suggested that all my medical problems are caused by psychological issues and I'm too introspective. Having a child would apparently cure that.

Needless to say, feeling a little lost now. I was really glad that hubby was there for support. We were both in tears by the end of it and are just lost as to what to do. He couldn't get over her change in attitude after the one question and the fact that her whole body language changed as soon as we answered that having children wasn't in our plan. I don't want to go back but also need to find a doctor who's supportive of alternative medicine so that we can make more progress.

The thing is, I believe that some issues are psychological, but some are also inherent structural issues or genetic ones. I work on the psychological aspects and did so with my last doctor (to great success in some areas) but as he said, "Sometimes, it isn't caused by you". Sometimes there are genetic issues.

The other thing is that apparently in her world, diet plays no part. According to her logic, I should be a "normal 26 year old who is out partying and not worrying about what I eat or do". Sorry, but that isn't congruent with my belief system either.

Anyway, back to the drawing board and if anyone has any suggestions, more than willing to listen. I'm off to have some more superbeneficials from the Fatigue book and finish off my assignment for Uni.

One of the worst things about moving is that you have to find new healthcare providers. In Brissie, I had a fantastic doctor (and dentist/osteopath/etc but the doctor is the one I really miss) and now it feels like I've taken a few steps back healthwise.

So this weekend I'm off to a new doctor who is hopefully going to help me adjust what I'm doing and get me to a better stage. Before anyone mentions compliance, let me add that I'm 100% compliant, seriously, and although that helps, it doesn't solve all of my health problems.

We'll see how it goes. So far, I've had some great luck in Perth with a fantastic osteopath, maybe I'll get lucky with the doctor as well.

Well, I arrived home yesterday afternoon expecting to see a fridge somewhat less healthy than when I left, but still in good shape. After all, my husband is a great cook and before we moved in together, was quite healthy. Admittedly, he loves his wheat, but he used to cook some great meals for himself and we share the cooking duty 50/50 when I'm at home.

Let's just say, the fridge had seen better days. The only vegies it contained were ones that I'd bought before I'd left. Lettuce that was well past its prime, rockmelon (cantaloupe) that had grown new species of mould (thank goodness it was still in its wrapper), bananas that were completely black. It did though have two Pizza Hut boxes, some garlic bread, V drinks and RedBull. Basically a nightmare.

He hadn't eaten completely badly whilst I was away though, he had bought himself lunches each day (yet another wheat-fest of sandwiches), ate some food from the freezer like lamb chops and steak with frozen vegetables and cooked himself some sausages. Amazingly though, my B positive husband also managed to buy some chicken sausage rolls.

So, how's he feeling after this? In short, not great- upset tummy, bloated, not too much energy. You see, we're having a bit of a weight loss competition at the moment. We're both feeling a bit chunky so decided that we would set goals to reach by our birthdays in August. Needless to say, he's a little further from his goal at the moment and I think now is the time to capitalise and transition him more to the BTD.

He's now realising that what he eats does affect how he feels, especially as he's getting a bit older. I went out yesterday afternoon so that we now have fresh fruit and vegies, the fruit is chopped up in the fridge ready for him to have and after tomorrow there will be healthy snacks/meals on hand for him. I am wondering if I'll try him on the Genotype diet for a little while, but we'll see how it goes.

So, I met up with the Singapore BTD'ers whilst over here and they are a fun bunch of O's!

Last week we had dinner in the hotel restaurant (where they were used to dealing with my food issues) however this week we ventured out onto the streets of Singapore - to the BTD Restaurant.

It was fantastic. Accidental Chef (from the boards) had coordinated the whole thing and, especially for us Nonnies, a special menu was arranged. Amazing doesn't even begin to describe it. The planning was akin to a world summit, but the results were worth the effort. It was so good to go out for a "safe" meal where you knew the chef was aware of the issues.

As we walked in, we were asked our blood type and given a colour coded menu. For the O's it was red, the A's blue, B's yellow and AB's green. The range is fantastic. There are soups, entrees, mains and, the manna from heaven for the O-nons, desserts. Like, real desserts. As BTD followers, we couldn't resist looking at all the offerings available and having a look at all the menus.

Given that we had a pre-arranged menu, we knew that everything would be safe for the nonnies as well. As a soup, two of us had the Broccoli whilst one had the Mushroom. The broccoli was divine. Smooth, velvety and comforting all at once. The mushroom looked equally fantastic.

As a starter, we shared the seared tuna. Again, lovely. The tuna was just seared at the edges, but great quality so that it just melted in your mouth.

Mains were next bringing a selection of lamb, beef and ocean trout. I had the trout and it was fantastic. A good selection of vegies and a nice portion size. Both the beef and lamb looked amazing.

Finally, dessert. This was new territory for a nonnie. The other nonnie and I both had a jasmine jelly that was completely compliant - agave, beef gelatin and jasmine tea. The secretor at the table had a fantastic looking chocolate cake with vanilla icecream (again completely compliant).

One element of the restaurant that definitely differentiates it from its competitors is that while you're waiting for your first course, they give you a form to fill out to find out what your main health issues are and make suggestions about how they can be addressed.

So, if you're ever in Singapore, head to the My Type Restaurant and I think you'll be pleasantly surprised. We had an amazing time with excellent company and safe food. What more could you ask for?

PS. Thanks again to the Singapore girls for taking the time out to have dinner with me twice. It was really appreciated!

I really hope that you’re not getting sick of Singapore stories, but this one is really close to my heart. When I first found out that I was going over for work, my grandfather wanted me to go to one place – Fort Canning. You see, he was in the Second World War and fought for Australia in that conflict. Even though I learned about the conflict in school and from his stories, this was the first time that he’d ever mentioned Singapore.

So, on Friday I trekked off to the Fort Canning Park and got to experience an audio-visual recount of the days when Singapore was taken. I didn’t expect to be as moved as I was. When I was in there, I could imagine how my grandfather must have felt when he was in Papua New Guinea and fighting in the war. I ended up crying during one presentation as they showed us a conference where they decided to surrender; knowing that they would become POWs in camps that were designed to make them suffer. It just brought home, in ways no classroom lesson ever could, how unbelievably difficult life was at that time and how sometimes there isn’t a win/win outcome at all.

Now, what does this have to do with the BTD? To me, this was a big lesson about learning from the past. Learning from the lessons that the past can teach us and taking them with us on our journey through life; whether about food on the BTD (based on the learnings of Dr D and others) or how stress is bad for your health or that you need to get enough sleep. I guess it just made me wonder why we need to repeat the mistakes of the past all the time – eating foods that we know will make us sick, forgoing sleep, putting off health checks – when we live in relatively lucky times. OK, they’re not perfect, but you know what, most of us aren’t living in a situation where there’s no water left, there’s an army surrounding us and there’s nowhere to flee. To me, that gives us a responsibility to try and make the future better; not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

I won’t comment on the mistakes that our leaders may or may not make.

And, for all the Aussies - Happy Anzac Day for Friday. I hope that you're able to attend a service if you choose to.