Stop the presses! There’s a cure!

According to the June issue of Prevention magazine, type 2 diabetics can be cured—that’s right, cured!—in just three weeks.

Here is the text of the article:

3-week diabetes cure

“Beating type 2 (T2D) by getting tough about your diet (and exercising) works better than drugs,” says researcher Christian Roberts PhD. In his small, controlled 3-week study at UCLA, 6 out of 13 overweight or obese men with T2D finished diabetes free, with normal blood sugar levels. How? With meals that were low in fat (12 to 15% of calories), moderate in protein (15 to 25%), and high in carbs (65 to 70%). Participants also walked 45 to 60 minutes a day. Eating low-fat foods and no refined carbs—absolutely no toaster pastries or brownies—was critical to their success, says Roberts, who predicts that sticking to the diet long-term may undo heart damage already started by earlier diabetes.

Obviously, my endocrinologist had his fingers crossed when he recited the hypocratic oath and is clearly in his profession to make money off people who aren’t self educated. Because surely, surely if there was a cure he—if not all the major TV networks—would have alerted me to it.

First of all, how in the world can 13 people be representative of a population of millions? Thirteen people doesn’t even represent my little town of 12,000. Furthermore, 6 out of 13 patients isn’t even HALF of the study participants. Six people! Six people he claims are now diabetes free. That’s a load of hog wash as my mother would say.

This is exactly the kind of crap that leads Americans to walk around with blinders on. Some poor sap is going to be diagnosed with type 2 diabetes and think, hmm, well in three weeks I’ll be cured if I just stick to Dr. Roberts’ plan. On day one after those three weeks is up, that guy will quit paying attention to his blood sugar levels—thinking that he's cured, remember—go on living the way he was pre-diagnosis.

I am willing to bet a large sum of money—and I’m about as poor as they get right now—that just one toaster pastry or brownie would send the blood sugar levels of those six people into orbit.

They’re not cured. They’re in control.