Day 2. I tried to put the ClearVite in flax milk with mixed results. It still tastes like weird powdery stuff and not like a magical, vanilla-flavored wellness shake. That's kind of what I was hoping for. In other restricted dietary news, there is something called Cream of Rice that, when mixed with various sweet things like honey or agave, actually tastes pretty good!
Let's talk frankly about the word 'diarrhea'. Does anyone know how to spell it? I do now. But if I were to phonetically spell this word, it would definitely be more like 'di-uh-ree-uh'. That's how I would spell it. Unfortunately when you link those letters together it probably wouldn't get pronounced diarrhea. Diuhreeuh looks more like 'dwee-ree-uh', which would just further confuse everyone. Perhaps 'diareeuh'? I submit that the spelling of this word (and also 'naseau') needs to be simplified for the everyman and so that when our world genuinely becomes like Idiocracy, maybe they'll still be able to spell it. Or just use pictograms at the hospital, I guess.
As for diarrhea, I've been having less of it, thanks. :)
I am encouraged and frightened by something the latest acupuncturist said. He actually used the f-word (yes, the f-word, I will type 'diarrhea' on the Internet but NOT the f-word, so sue me....) in reference to a lot of the 'Western' doctors I'd seen. He said that giving me Levothyroxine actually kills my thyroid faster, which I need to ask about.
This encourages me because it's nice to have someone angry for me, so angry that they fervently want to fix everything! It frightens me because I wonder when my body will kill off all of my thryoid. The dosage of Levothyroxine that I've been on has basically been steadily increased over the last seven months. Hopefully it's not too late for some healing to happen.
The short story is that after my second kid was born, I developed some weird autoimmune problems and wicked IBS. ;) Your Human Guinea Pig is about me being shuffled from doctor to doctor in order to figure out what was going on with my body. Needless to say I started to feel like a human guinea pig, being experimented on and experimenting on myself. The experiment continues...
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