It seems like every day on this candida trip I’m on I’m changing how I do things, adding things, eradicating something, or becoming newly paranoid about yet another potential hazard in daily life.
I often wonder: What is more damaging? The stress of worrying about this stuff so much and letting it consume me (and it does) or, being ignorant, burying my head in the sand and “hoping for the best” in terms of what I put in mine and my family’s bodies (is that the right grammar there? Who even knows…).
I suspect neither are great but I simply can’t and will not conform to sheeple mentality and believe everything the good doctor tells me, or the government for that matter, accept what they tell me in the ads on TV that foods are good and wholesome (when clearly they’re not) and that organic food is just an unnecessary rip off.
It really bugs the crap out of me when I have to defend my decision not to give my kids fruit juice, ice cream or convenience foods. Or taking it up a notch; wheat, sugar and dairy. Or taking into “she’s completely lost the plot” zone; sunscreen, commercial toothpaste or shampoos with chemicals. I swear sometimes they’d be less horrified if I told them I like to butt out my cigarettes on their legs. I feel like screaming in their faces: DO SOME RESEARCH AND LEARN WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO YOUR CHILD, with their delicate hormonal and endocrine systems, developing brains and vulnerable digestive tracts. KNOW what is in that food you’re giving them, LEARN where it comes from, how it’s produced and how the manufacturer has little to no concern for your health or the health of your family, it’s all about money, money, money. I wish I didn’t let this bother me so much, but it does.
I love to read natural health newsletters and blogs and it seems every time I do I find something else that is dangerous and will probably give me a brain tumour. Two of my favourite sites are Dr Mercola and NaturalNews.com. When you read the information they post, it does seem like just about everything we eat, breath, sit on, sleep on, bathe in, douse ourselves with, is toxic. But, hell, that’s because it probably IS.
These are some of the things that, according to some members of my family and some people I work with, make me a neurotic nutter, but to me, are necessary in order to avoid toxins and, hopefully, get my candida issue in check:
*I don’t drink tap water. I believe fluoride is possibly one of the biggest health dupes in recent history. Geez….we have some toxic waste and we don’t know what to do with it? Here’s an idea! Let’s put it in the tap water and call it “good for your teeth”.
*I will only buy organic or at the very least grass fed red meat and free range chicken. Here in Australia, it is extortionately expensive (as I’m sure it is every place in the world) but I cannot feed my children meat that is full of antibiotics and hormones, from animals that are fed soy-based, artificial feed with God-knows-what in it.
*I don’t use a microwave. I’ve always thought it was kind of weird that a metal box with no actual radiant heat could heat up your food, apparently “from the inside”. It’s not until you do some research on this that you find that there is TONS of evidence out there that not only does microwaving deplete nutrients and deaden food, but it irradiates it as well. Not ideal.
*Dry skin brushing. This was something I learnt about on the Candida Support Group (Bee Wilder’s one) and I really like it. It works on the theory that the skin is the biggest organ of the body, and has to work to shed the gazillions of dead skin cells that it loses each day, and if you brush them away daily, the immune system can be busy doing something more important, like detoxing, rather than pushing skin-crud to the surface. It’s just basically using a small, hand held brush which you brush your skin with (upwards, towards the heart) which not only leaves really smooth skin, but stimulates your immune and lymphatic system, which again, allows toxins to be removed from your body.
*Coffee enemas. Yes, I know how completely weird this sounds if you haven’t heard about it before, but Google it. Coffee enemas are a very old (possibly ayurverdic practice??) which apparently causes the body to dump toxins quickly. And beating candida is all about detoxing. I haven’t done this yet but I have the “kit” in a box in my wardrobe. Something to look forward to, for sure.
*Oil pulling. Tried this for a few days…wasn’t overly impressed….will probably give it another go soon. People swear by it. I’m not so sure.
*I wont have the clock radio anywhere near my head at night. I went out and spent $150 on a new alarm clock on the weekend. Why? Because it has a remote control which means I can have it on the other side of the room AND still operate the snooze button. Nifty? I think so! Neurotic? Not at all, since it has been proving over and over that small electrical devices emit dangerous electro-magnetic fields that can alter the function of human cells. Do I want that anywhere near my brain for eight hours a night? No, of course I don’t.
I love this stuff. I love being the curator of my health destiny, I love that I am intelligent and inquisitive and discerning and that this empowers me to do the best I possibly can to protect my family’s health and not be hoodwinked by food manufacturers and medical people and the money hungry world in general.
Knowledge may be a burden at times, but ignorance is much, much worse.
I think I just answered my own question.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Over the top? You be the judge…
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
ADHD in Stereo
I have two kids, Ben, who’s ten and Kate, who’s seven. Ben was diagnosed with ADHD age 7 and Kate has also just been diagnosed. Prior to having children, I was one of those scornful mothers who scoffed at the concept of ADHD and thought that ADHD was just a blanket label for “undisciplined child”. I now know how very wrong I was.
So, getting back to the candida. As mentioned, I suspect I’ve probably had this my whole life, or at the very least for the last decade or so. I tick all the boxes in terms of having a previously candida-causing lifestyle; contraceptive pill for 10 years, bad – I’m talking criminally bad - diet in my 20s, binge drinking, smoking, high-stress job and generally just not looking after myself. Throw in several courses of antibiotics from age 18 to mid thirties and, well, candida city: population ME.
So of course at the tail end of this debaucherous, junk-food filled, pharmaceutically unaware period, we decided to conceive our first child. Enter my firstborn, Ben.
As much as I love this kid, and would walk on hot coals for him, take a bullet, eat a spider… nothing’s been easy. An incorrect diagnosis at the hospital at age three days of galactosemia, severe jaundice in the first weeks, breast feeding problems, colic (whatever that is), sleeping issues, loose stools, rashes, ongoing unsettledness, not reaching milestones on time, more sleeplessness, more feeding problems…I look back on those days as some of the hardest of my life. Can I say at this point I KNOW there are many, many people who have it much harder than we did, and I am grateful for the fact that my child was, generally at least, pretty healthy, but it was still bloody hard. I was very anxious and a total insomniac and constantly sick with viral infections (probably due to my battered immune system), which didn’t help.
Aged three, Ben’s preschool teacher advised me to get Ben assessed for autism as his social skills were lacking, he was obsessed with Thomas the Tank Engine and he was not picking things up as quickly as the other kids. To say that I was devastated to even hear that word associated with my child would be an understatement. Long story short, after OT assessments, paediatrician appointments and meetings with child and adolescent authorities, no diagnosis of autism as such, lots of “markers” for it, but not enough to be diagnosed. He is still “quirky” to some extent. Most people I know don’t pick up on this, but as his mother, I know it’s there.
Ben was, and still is in a lot of ways, a difficult kid. He’s not mouthy or ill-mannered or aggressive. He’s just not….easy. Always been hard to entertain, short attention span, passively defiant, and deeply, deeply intolerant of his sister. I know siblings bicker, but this is ridiculous. If all kids were like this, people would stop having them. But he’s a good kid – and I know all mothers say that – but I think I am objective enough to know if my kid was a ratbag. He really is sweet, incredibly affectionate, well mannered, has a good heart and is nice to animals. All prerequisites, as far as I’m concerned, of a nice human being.
We’ve done just about everything in terms of trying to “fix” whatever it is that ails him. I had him on the Failsafe diet (low salicylate/food chemical/amine diet) for 8 months at age 4, as well as dairy and gluten free, we’ve done kinesiology, naturopathy, homeopathy, you name it. I truly believe that both my kids’ problems are food-related…I just can’t seem to get definitive answers as to what that food (or foods) is/are. One of the naturopaths I took him to said he had a leaky gut, so that’s always been in the back of my mind, too. Along with 5,687 other possibilities.
I do still wonder if he (and his sister) are salicylate/amine intolerant. To me this would be the worst outcome because I do not care one bit for the amount of sugar that the Failsafe diet advocates. Plus, in my opinion, the food is incredibly bland and uninteresting. So I pray that this is not the problem. Doing the Failsafe diet back in 2004 did not create any earth-shattering improvements to his behaviour so I suspect this is not the culprit. To me it would almost be easier if they were gluten/diary intolerant. At least we could still have curry.
Ben has been on ADHD medication on and off since age 7.5. This pains me to my core because I am fairly convinced that this stuff is bad. Very, very bad. But I felt I had no choice. Without it, he is mildly disruptive (talkative, distracted by others etc), cannot focus on anything and cannot complete anything. He also struggles socially. With it, he is a different kid. But in a lot of ways I feel like I’m giving him poison when I hand that tablet to him. I really hate it. Two weeks ago I stopped giving it to him…but more on that later.
Getting back to the timeline, when Ben was three, along came Kate. Ben has never quite gotten over the fact that Kate was born. There seems to be this simmering undercurrent of suppressed hatred toward her, which on one hand I know is pretty normal sibling behaviour, but on the other hand, I do wonder if it would be like this if he didn’t have ADHD. He does love her, somewhere deep, deep inside, but we don’t get to feel the love too often, unfortunately. It does my head in, the bickering, the fighting, the complete and utter lack of any sort of tolerance they have for each other.
Kate was/is no walk in the park either. Again, as a baby we had feeding problems, sleeping problems, colic…same as Ben. I was even more anxious with her than I was with Ben. Kate was a very whiney, whingy, hard to please toddler and small child. Both my kids had frequent colds and viruses – it felt like one would just get over one and the other would catch it, get better, then the other one would come down with something else. Then in between that, I’d get sick. She, like Ben, had ear infections which I treated with antibiotics. If only I knew then what I know now.
Aged 6, Kate’s teachers were starting to notice she was unable to focus in class or complete set tasks. It was starting again. How could this be? TWO kids with this horrid ‘disorder’.
So that gets me to now. Four weeks ago we started Kate on medication for her ADHD. Unlike Ben, who responded to the Ritalin quickly, it did nothing for her. In fact I think it made her worse. At our last paediatrician appointment, the doctor wanted to give her dexamphetamine. I told him that I am terribly sorry but I just cannot do that. Just the word sounds horrifying to me. That day, in the lift on the way out of the doctor’s office, I decided that I was going to find a way to treat this naturally. I took both Ben and Kate off medication, ordered some books off the internet, googled some more....and cemented my resolve even further to figure this out.
And I will.
You just watch me.
So, getting back to the candida. As mentioned, I suspect I’ve probably had this my whole life, or at the very least for the last decade or so. I tick all the boxes in terms of having a previously candida-causing lifestyle; contraceptive pill for 10 years, bad – I’m talking criminally bad - diet in my 20s, binge drinking, smoking, high-stress job and generally just not looking after myself. Throw in several courses of antibiotics from age 18 to mid thirties and, well, candida city: population ME.
So of course at the tail end of this debaucherous, junk-food filled, pharmaceutically unaware period, we decided to conceive our first child. Enter my firstborn, Ben.
As much as I love this kid, and would walk on hot coals for him, take a bullet, eat a spider… nothing’s been easy. An incorrect diagnosis at the hospital at age three days of galactosemia, severe jaundice in the first weeks, breast feeding problems, colic (whatever that is), sleeping issues, loose stools, rashes, ongoing unsettledness, not reaching milestones on time, more sleeplessness, more feeding problems…I look back on those days as some of the hardest of my life. Can I say at this point I KNOW there are many, many people who have it much harder than we did, and I am grateful for the fact that my child was, generally at least, pretty healthy, but it was still bloody hard. I was very anxious and a total insomniac and constantly sick with viral infections (probably due to my battered immune system), which didn’t help.
Aged three, Ben’s preschool teacher advised me to get Ben assessed for autism as his social skills were lacking, he was obsessed with Thomas the Tank Engine and he was not picking things up as quickly as the other kids. To say that I was devastated to even hear that word associated with my child would be an understatement. Long story short, after OT assessments, paediatrician appointments and meetings with child and adolescent authorities, no diagnosis of autism as such, lots of “markers” for it, but not enough to be diagnosed. He is still “quirky” to some extent. Most people I know don’t pick up on this, but as his mother, I know it’s there.
Ben was, and still is in a lot of ways, a difficult kid. He’s not mouthy or ill-mannered or aggressive. He’s just not….easy. Always been hard to entertain, short attention span, passively defiant, and deeply, deeply intolerant of his sister. I know siblings bicker, but this is ridiculous. If all kids were like this, people would stop having them. But he’s a good kid – and I know all mothers say that – but I think I am objective enough to know if my kid was a ratbag. He really is sweet, incredibly affectionate, well mannered, has a good heart and is nice to animals. All prerequisites, as far as I’m concerned, of a nice human being.
We’ve done just about everything in terms of trying to “fix” whatever it is that ails him. I had him on the Failsafe diet (low salicylate/food chemical/amine diet) for 8 months at age 4, as well as dairy and gluten free, we’ve done kinesiology, naturopathy, homeopathy, you name it. I truly believe that both my kids’ problems are food-related…I just can’t seem to get definitive answers as to what that food (or foods) is/are. One of the naturopaths I took him to said he had a leaky gut, so that’s always been in the back of my mind, too. Along with 5,687 other possibilities.
I do still wonder if he (and his sister) are salicylate/amine intolerant. To me this would be the worst outcome because I do not care one bit for the amount of sugar that the Failsafe diet advocates. Plus, in my opinion, the food is incredibly bland and uninteresting. So I pray that this is not the problem. Doing the Failsafe diet back in 2004 did not create any earth-shattering improvements to his behaviour so I suspect this is not the culprit. To me it would almost be easier if they were gluten/diary intolerant. At least we could still have curry.
Ben has been on ADHD medication on and off since age 7.5. This pains me to my core because I am fairly convinced that this stuff is bad. Very, very bad. But I felt I had no choice. Without it, he is mildly disruptive (talkative, distracted by others etc), cannot focus on anything and cannot complete anything. He also struggles socially. With it, he is a different kid. But in a lot of ways I feel like I’m giving him poison when I hand that tablet to him. I really hate it. Two weeks ago I stopped giving it to him…but more on that later.
Getting back to the timeline, when Ben was three, along came Kate. Ben has never quite gotten over the fact that Kate was born. There seems to be this simmering undercurrent of suppressed hatred toward her, which on one hand I know is pretty normal sibling behaviour, but on the other hand, I do wonder if it would be like this if he didn’t have ADHD. He does love her, somewhere deep, deep inside, but we don’t get to feel the love too often, unfortunately. It does my head in, the bickering, the fighting, the complete and utter lack of any sort of tolerance they have for each other.
Kate was/is no walk in the park either. Again, as a baby we had feeding problems, sleeping problems, colic…same as Ben. I was even more anxious with her than I was with Ben. Kate was a very whiney, whingy, hard to please toddler and small child. Both my kids had frequent colds and viruses – it felt like one would just get over one and the other would catch it, get better, then the other one would come down with something else. Then in between that, I’d get sick. She, like Ben, had ear infections which I treated with antibiotics. If only I knew then what I know now.
Aged 6, Kate’s teachers were starting to notice she was unable to focus in class or complete set tasks. It was starting again. How could this be? TWO kids with this horrid ‘disorder’.
So that gets me to now. Four weeks ago we started Kate on medication for her ADHD. Unlike Ben, who responded to the Ritalin quickly, it did nothing for her. In fact I think it made her worse. At our last paediatrician appointment, the doctor wanted to give her dexamphetamine. I told him that I am terribly sorry but I just cannot do that. Just the word sounds horrifying to me. That day, in the lift on the way out of the doctor’s office, I decided that I was going to find a way to treat this naturally. I took both Ben and Kate off medication, ordered some books off the internet, googled some more....and cemented my resolve even further to figure this out.
And I will.
You just watch me.
A Bit of an Intro....
I am pretty sure I have candida overgrowth. I’m pretty sure my kids and husband have it, too. In fact, I think it is very possible that the majority of human beings these days probably have an overgrowth of candida. If you’ve ever had antibiotics, ingested sugar and had a mildly suppressed immune system, you’ve probably got it.
I would even go as far as to say that candida is possibly the biggest health threat to human health that there is. Big call, I know. But the more I read about this thing the more I believe that it is an incredibly dangerous thing. I also believe that many diseases that plague us today are merely symptoms or perhaps the end result of an overburdened, toxic body and a damaged gut.
But I digress…here are some of the delightful symptoms I have that lead me to believe that yeast is undoubtedly my beast:
Bleeding gums, receding on some teeth
Irritability (but only at home, not at work…what is up with that?)
Aching legs since childhood (not bones, just muscles)
Headaches (last few weeks have become more frequent)
Painful periods
Carb cravings
Anxiety
Bleeding gums when cleaning teeth
Tinea corporis/fungal rash on foot/ankle which nothing gets rid of after 7 years
Severe hangovers from not a lot of alcohol
Dandruff (could be from hair-washing daily, who knows?)
Vertical ridges on nails
Tongue – crack up middle and weird lines on sides
Tinnitus that I’ve had forever
Mild anaemia
Low body temp (get cold easily)
Lately - low blood sugar/hypoglycemia
Failed the "spit test" abysmally - had legs that literally went on forever
Now, most of these things could be caused by a number of different ailments. But, logically, when you put them all together, the picture is looking very….yeasty…yes? I don’t, however, have the debilitating, god-awful symptoms that many candida sufferers claim to have. I’m not constantly tired, I rarely get sick and if I do, it’s short-lived, I don’t get yeast infections (you know, “those” ones), and I don’t have brain fog. Mind you, maybe I’ve had brain fog my whole life and I just don’t know any better? It does occur to me quite regularly that I might not have candida, and I’m doing all this for nothing, but common sense would tell me that the way I treated my body in my 20s and the symptoms I have now, are candida related.
So I’ve been courting the whole candida diet for about 9 months now. I became a member of Bee Wilder’s “Candida Support” group back in November last year and threw myself into the diet wholeheartedly. Giving up just about everything you’re used to eating, right around Christmas/New Year time is not fun, let me tell you. Suffice to say by February, stuff started creeping back in. And I was still having wine on the weekends. Stupid, I know. Bee’s diet is incredibly strict; you pretty much need to live on low carb vegetables and meat (all organic, of course) and nothing else. As terrible as it sounds, I’d almost prefer a dastardly disease than to live like that for the next 41 months. Bee’s rationale/opinion/whatever you want to call it is that you need one month of healing for every year you’ve had candida, and that is, for most people, since birth. How ridiculously depressing. Some of her ideas are, however, in my opinion at least, completely ludicrous, and makes me question ALL of her information, because of the ideas she has about some things. For instance, she believes you cannot “catch” a virus and that all symptoms of illness are just your body “detoxifying” or healing. There is much contention on her group about this subject with many of even her most die-hard followers questioning how, for instance, if one family member becomes sick with a virus (that she doesn't believe exists), the whole household often becomes sick. Bee’s response is that because most households are eating the same foods, their symptoms of illness are just everyone “detoxing” at the same time. Is it just me, or does that not sound like the biggest load of crap you've ever heard? She goes on to say that the theory that sexually transmitted disease can be spread from person to person is “totally false”, as she puts it. Telling vulnerable, foggy headed, sick people who are desperate for answers, that they’re safe to screw around at least (because they sure as hell can’t eat anything), that you “can’t catch” sexually transmittable diseases is really quite irresponsible, verging on psychotic.
Anyway, fast forward to mid 2010. I’ve started to have hypoglycaemia symptoms, feeling weak and lethargic before meals (and after sometimes), which really, really scares me. There is evidence that diabetes is caused by candida so these new symptoms were a big wake up call. So. Mid June I made the momentous decision to quit my beloved wine until Christmas, or as long as it takes to beat this thing. Cold turkey. Not a drop. I love my wine and this has been hard. But I know while I’m drinking something that is pure glucose and also has yeast as its founding ingredient, is only going to guarantee that I am never free of candida.
So while I am not following the aforementioned candida diet quite as strictly as I probably should, I’ve given up wine, dairy, wheat, sugar, anything with yeast, anything fermented, fruit, high-carb vegetables and am only eating organic meat. I figure if I’m so staunchly against antibiotics, I probably shouldn’t be ingesting them everyday in my food. Organic meat is extortionately expensive here in Australia, but I feel I have no choice. Perhaps if I were "sicker" I'd whittle my diet down a bit more, but how on earth do you do that with two kids and a husband?
I guess this blog is to document my and my family’s “journey” (I hate that word, it’s just so “Oprah” but there’s unfortunately no better way to describe this process) on the candida diet.
I know I can beat this, if it is candida that I’m dealing with. I am nothing if not tenacious and the prospect of, at best, being diagnosed with a nasty autoimmune disease, or, at worst, cancer, inspires me to stick with this until I figure it out. But, god, it’s hard.
I would even go as far as to say that candida is possibly the biggest health threat to human health that there is. Big call, I know. But the more I read about this thing the more I believe that it is an incredibly dangerous thing. I also believe that many diseases that plague us today are merely symptoms or perhaps the end result of an overburdened, toxic body and a damaged gut.
But I digress…here are some of the delightful symptoms I have that lead me to believe that yeast is undoubtedly my beast:
Bleeding gums, receding on some teeth
Irritability (but only at home, not at work…what is up with that?)
Aching legs since childhood (not bones, just muscles)
Headaches (last few weeks have become more frequent)
Painful periods
Carb cravings
Anxiety
Bleeding gums when cleaning teeth
Tinea corporis/fungal rash on foot/ankle which nothing gets rid of after 7 years
Severe hangovers from not a lot of alcohol
Dandruff (could be from hair-washing daily, who knows?)
Vertical ridges on nails
Tongue – crack up middle and weird lines on sides
Tinnitus that I’ve had forever
Mild anaemia
Low body temp (get cold easily)
Lately - low blood sugar/hypoglycemia
Failed the "spit test" abysmally - had legs that literally went on forever
Now, most of these things could be caused by a number of different ailments. But, logically, when you put them all together, the picture is looking very….yeasty…yes? I don’t, however, have the debilitating, god-awful symptoms that many candida sufferers claim to have. I’m not constantly tired, I rarely get sick and if I do, it’s short-lived, I don’t get yeast infections (you know, “those” ones), and I don’t have brain fog. Mind you, maybe I’ve had brain fog my whole life and I just don’t know any better? It does occur to me quite regularly that I might not have candida, and I’m doing all this for nothing, but common sense would tell me that the way I treated my body in my 20s and the symptoms I have now, are candida related.
So I’ve been courting the whole candida diet for about 9 months now. I became a member of Bee Wilder’s “Candida Support” group back in November last year and threw myself into the diet wholeheartedly. Giving up just about everything you’re used to eating, right around Christmas/New Year time is not fun, let me tell you. Suffice to say by February, stuff started creeping back in. And I was still having wine on the weekends. Stupid, I know. Bee’s diet is incredibly strict; you pretty much need to live on low carb vegetables and meat (all organic, of course) and nothing else. As terrible as it sounds, I’d almost prefer a dastardly disease than to live like that for the next 41 months. Bee’s rationale/opinion/whatever you want to call it is that you need one month of healing for every year you’ve had candida, and that is, for most people, since birth. How ridiculously depressing. Some of her ideas are, however, in my opinion at least, completely ludicrous, and makes me question ALL of her information, because of the ideas she has about some things. For instance, she believes you cannot “catch” a virus and that all symptoms of illness are just your body “detoxifying” or healing. There is much contention on her group about this subject with many of even her most die-hard followers questioning how, for instance, if one family member becomes sick with a virus (that she doesn't believe exists), the whole household often becomes sick. Bee’s response is that because most households are eating the same foods, their symptoms of illness are just everyone “detoxing” at the same time. Is it just me, or does that not sound like the biggest load of crap you've ever heard? She goes on to say that the theory that sexually transmitted disease can be spread from person to person is “totally false”, as she puts it. Telling vulnerable, foggy headed, sick people who are desperate for answers, that they’re safe to screw around at least (because they sure as hell can’t eat anything), that you “can’t catch” sexually transmittable diseases is really quite irresponsible, verging on psychotic.
Anyway, fast forward to mid 2010. I’ve started to have hypoglycaemia symptoms, feeling weak and lethargic before meals (and after sometimes), which really, really scares me. There is evidence that diabetes is caused by candida so these new symptoms were a big wake up call. So. Mid June I made the momentous decision to quit my beloved wine until Christmas, or as long as it takes to beat this thing. Cold turkey. Not a drop. I love my wine and this has been hard. But I know while I’m drinking something that is pure glucose and also has yeast as its founding ingredient, is only going to guarantee that I am never free of candida.
So while I am not following the aforementioned candida diet quite as strictly as I probably should, I’ve given up wine, dairy, wheat, sugar, anything with yeast, anything fermented, fruit, high-carb vegetables and am only eating organic meat. I figure if I’m so staunchly against antibiotics, I probably shouldn’t be ingesting them everyday in my food. Organic meat is extortionately expensive here in Australia, but I feel I have no choice. Perhaps if I were "sicker" I'd whittle my diet down a bit more, but how on earth do you do that with two kids and a husband?
I guess this blog is to document my and my family’s “journey” (I hate that word, it’s just so “Oprah” but there’s unfortunately no better way to describe this process) on the candida diet.
I know I can beat this, if it is candida that I’m dealing with. I am nothing if not tenacious and the prospect of, at best, being diagnosed with a nasty autoimmune disease, or, at worst, cancer, inspires me to stick with this until I figure it out. But, god, it’s hard.
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