It’s been six months since I last posted: six months! Admittedly, I’ve felt some guilt about that. However, moving back into an actual life, as in, I am once again a “contributing member of society,” takes up a whole lot of time and energy. In any case, I’ll start with the big exciting news: as of March 31, my third book, Deeper than the Deep Blue Sea, is complete, and available on Amazon in both paperback and Kindle!!! This crazy book (which I honestly love!) seems to have taken forever to finish, but, as with all labor (if the mothers I talk to are to believed) the end result makes it all worth while. Continue reading
Today is bonus day in my blogging world. However, be warned right up front, if you’re squeamish about poop talk, you might want to skip this one, ’cause that’s what it’s about. While this may not be my most comfortable topic ever, I’m committed to sharing what’s going on in my head and in my body in the hope that someone, somewhere will be helped. And this is definitely what’s going on in my body right now!
In short, I’ve been a pooping monster since first thing yesterday morning! That might not be very exciting to some, but I’ve had poop problems for as far back as I can remember, so pretty much any time I have a decent poop, I get a little jazzed. And let me tell you, I’ve been jazzed out the wazoo since first thing yesterday morning. Since I started the protocol for gut health six weeks ago, things have definitely been improving in the poop zone. For too many years to count, most days I’ve had either the dreaded D word or constipation, usually some of both. And, as I’ve mentioned before, my gut has hurt me since I was a kid, lately all the time. But the pain has been greatly relieved, and my poops have been finding a middle ground. Even so, I’ve continued to feel as though there was a lot I wasn’t getting rid of, in spite of all my potions and pills.
A week ago I started the protocol for my adrenals, which added four more supplements. Now, I don’t know what they would have to do with my gut, so I don’t have any idea if yesterday’s big success was due to them or not, but in any case, yesterday was aMAZing! I pooped all day! Now, I’ve had days like that in the past, but it wasn’t what you could call pleasant. Nasty little dribs and drabs, stomach cramps, a lot of work for minimal results – just downright discouraging. Yesterday was totally different. No gut cramps. No false starts. No … okay, no more description. Yesterday was just smooth sailing, time after time after time. I’d sit down to pee and oh! Well hello! Not too hard, not too soft, I coulda been Goldilocks! And well worth what little effort was required, these were not false starts, no sirree Bob. By the end of the day I honesty figured I’d maybe lost a few pounds (sadly, no).
Looks like today may be a redo. Now I admit, more than a day or two of such bowel largess might become annoying. But I’m thinking I’ve got years of crap that’s been bugging me, and it’s about time I just got that shit out in the open, you know? It’s not doing me any good way up in there, right? So, poop on, bod of mine! I’m feeling lighter already!
The strangest thing is happening. Yesterday and today I really didn’t want to eat at all. I did, because I have to with my supplements, but I’m not hungry and the thought of eating is not at all appealing. I don’t know if this will continue or not, but if it does, I imagine I’ll lose those extra few pounds I’ve put on recently – and then some. This might actually be the way it’s going to be, because as a person with leaky bowel syndrome (the result of a long-term H. pylori infection), I haven’t been getting the nutrition my food is supposed to provide, which results in me wanting to eat all the time because, even though I’m always eating, technically I’m also always starving. After three weeks on the H.pylori-killing mastica and a variety of gut healing goodies, it’s just possible that’s all changing now. Hmm, I wonder what that will be like long term? I’m supposed to be eating all sorts of good-for-me foods now, every color of the rainbow every day, but a few bites these past two days and it’s already more than I want. Maybe I’ll have little appetite until I’ve burned up all my sexy, voluptuous fat reserves and then my appetite will return (I can dream, cant I?).
So this is my current supplement routine:
As soon as I get up in the mornings, I drink a glass of water (it’s supposed to be warm water, but for some reason I can’t stomach that – it has to be room temp for me).
30 minutes or so later, acacia powder and diatomaceous earth with 20 ounces of water. This is kind of like drinking nice, clean dirt. In fact, that’s exactly what it’s like.
Whenever I get around to eating, which is usually a late breakfast or early lunch (sometime between 11 – 1), along with my food I get to take 14 pills (supplements, not drugs), which include Gamma E Complex (fancy vitamin E), Curcumin Phytosome (the bright orange powerful healing agent in turmeric), probiotics, both krill and coconut old, mastica (I don’t know what this is, some kind of herb I think, and it kills H. pylori), licorice root, B-complex and a whole food vitamin C. Again, lots of water involved.
I get the afternoons off, and then my dinner supplements total just 5 pills: another dose each of mastica, licorice root and vitamin C.
Around 9:30 I have another cocktail of acacia powder, diatomaceous earth and lots of water, and as a bedtime snack I get to mix it up with magnesium citrate and (you’re gonna love this) activated charcoal. Yes that’s right: charcoal. With, you guessed it, lots of water.
The mastica and licorice (8 pills daily!) is a 60-day regime, thankfully, so that much at least is short term. As for the rest, I don’t really know what stays and what goes. I imagine I’ll find out on a need to know basis.
As for my mood? Still on the upswing. In fact, now that I think about it I realize that tonight I totally skipped my evening dose of gnawing loneliness. Wow. That hasn’t happened in, gosh, years?
Oh and by the way, I successfully collected my four little vials of spit today, all right on schedule. They’re now languishing in the freezer until tomorrow, when I’ll pack them up and take them to UPS first thing. Don’t you wish you were my UPS man?
Don’t get me wrong, I love bees. I love to sit by their hives and breathe that warm honey-scent that permeates the air. I like it when they land on me; I consider myself bee-blessed. I love their cheerful buzzing, and their endearing clutziness. I don’t mind the work involved in separating the wax from the honey, straining the honey, or cooking down the wax Continue reading
Today is day 7 of Dr. Hyman’s Bood Sugar Solution 10-Day Detox Diet. I admit I will be very happy when we’re done. Although much of the food is a lot better than I’d feared, I don’t feel any better, either physically or emotionally. In fact, because of the way the detox is set up, I feel stuffed and bloated most of the time, which is not a feeling I enjoy at all. Also, getting up at 6am to go for a 30-minute walk in the dark does not suit my natural biological rhythms at all. Nope, no way, no how. So although the program promised that I’d be feeling better Continue reading
Day 302: WE FINISHED RECORDING HOW TO BE A REDHEAD!!! At something like 12:20am we wrapped up the actual manuscript, and in the middle of the afternoon (shocking, I know, but it suddenly and inexplicably got quiet and we were hella impatient to GET ‘ER DONE!) we wrapped up the acknowledgements for the audio version. And today (day 305 if you’re counting) I saw myself and and my books on a poster at A Page in the Sun, the bookstore/cafe where I’m doing a book reading and signing event next Tuesday night. As if that wasn’t exciting enough, as I settled in at an outdoor table there, I overheard people at the next table talking. They were talking about How to Be a Redhead, and ME! I turned around and said, “Hey! You’re talking about ME!” (subtle, as always) It was quite a thrill! Continue reading
I’m so focused on getting ready for an extended stay in Mexico that I keep almost forgetting my One New Things. However I’m pleased to report I still haven’t missed a day. It was close on Wednesday (day 253), but at 10pm or so I suddenly jumped up from the computer with the realization that I hadn’t done anything new yet. Off to the kitchen in search of something – anything! – that would do (even though I hate eating so late). I ended up grilling some Halloumi Cheese – “A Grilling Cheese From Cyprus.” It is very delicious, and squeaky against the teeth, but like the other grilling cheese I tried, it is very salty, too salty for me. But if I put a big fat juicy slice of heirloom tomato on top, it would probably be perfect! Continue reading
“Nuthin’,” I answered, all blushing.
Replay that little question and answer about six times (H could be a very persistent man). Finally I said, “You wanna know what I was doing?”
“Yeah,” he said, “I wanna know what you were doing.”
“Okay,” I said, “I’ll tell you want I was doing.