Playing With Mother Nature

Unfortunately my stomach issues with oats turned out not to be the oats fault. I ended up relapsing with c-diff. Even thought I know it wasn't their fault, I still haven't tried to eat oats again, it may be a very long time before I decide to eat them again. But I am now fighting my way back out of the pit of this terrible bacteria. I am currently on day four of a ten day vancomycin plan. Many stories I have read says that a vanco pulse treatment is the best, but I am currently working with my primary care doctor to help me fight this battle. I question if the ten day plan is the best treatment for me, but I have voiced that concern to a nurse today when she called to check how I was doing. It would be great to have a professional that has helped others through this before, but that's currently not where I am. I have to find faith that my doctor knows what she is doing, or will send me off to a GI if she feels she is over her head with my case. So now it is time to wait to

I  am on day five of recovering from c-diff, my food choices still are not up to my standards. I know I have to feed my body nutritious things to heal, but I currently don't know what will help, and what will harm me. When my c-diff illness began, I only was able to eat what I felt would stay inside my system, and what wouldn't repulse me. Which pretty much consisted of white toast and white crackers. A few days later I was getting weaker but was able to add bananas and bone broth to my diet. Once I learned I had c-diff and needed to fight it with antibiotics and probiotics. Along with pill form probiotics, I also added food based probiotics. My first choice was sauerkraut that were made the most natural way, and had healthy probiotics in them. My next choice has been store bought kefir. So far my body seems willing to allow these foods into my rotation of foods, along with sweet potatoes, sliced turkey and sour dough bread. With my recent drive for health,  I have decided I wa

I have always felt like something in the universe has been playing around with my emotional and physical form every since I was a child. I was always the chubby kid, and would fight tooth and nail to try to loose the extra pounds. Then when it seemed like I was winning that game when I turned 18, I had lost too much weight to fast, and ended up with pancreatitis. Soon to follow I had to have my gallbladder removed. If that wasn't enough I had to throw in horrible menstrual cycles, which started me on hormonal pills. Finally I excepted my weight, I just wanted to feel healthy. I did my research on healthy foods, and slowly started incorporating more healthy foods, along with exercise. Then I got amazing news after I turned 30 that I was going to have a baby. But the pregnancy left me sick for eight months, with high blood pressure. Then when the baby was ready to come, she decided to flip and be a breach baby, and ended up with a c-section. Seven years later I contracted the shingle