I’ve been going through this Real Good Foods Pizza by the case.
For purely empirical reasons of course.
I’m not that selfless, but it’s the perfect thing to eat on those days when there’s nothing much around to eat, and you’re hungry, and this is just about as good as anything you could imagining wanting to eat anyway. Those days, for, example, when you might just have ordered in a pizza, pre-celiac, pre-primal, pre-keto. Continue reading Real Good Pizza, greater
Female (51%). Disabled (27 million), Brown hair (no stats). Old (40 million). Half Daughter of the American Revolution; half poor immigrants from early 20th-c.
My doctor recommended CBD for pain relief. Cannabinoid oil. Yes, from cannabis.
In particular, she mentioned this company, because they use no solvents to extract CBD from industrial hemp. It is legal in all 50 states. It doesn’t make you high. You won’t get the munchies. It can erase pain
I vape it
I put it under my tongue
The lip balm is amazing.
They follow up each order with a personal email. Then they randomly send me free samples. And information about the status of hemp in the US. No disclaimer here; it just happens. I decided to write about it today because I was so grateful to open up my last order.
I give the free samples to friends with chronic pain, but I hoard the lip balm. Sorry.
In the photo above, I ordered the syringe with the concentrated CBD. The rest they just sent. LIP BALM! (Although the sub-lingual drops are also like gold around here. Got through the flu on them–otherwise falling over because legs buckle, stabby pain from the chest down, (and other fun MS stuff.)
I’ve had a pretty crappy summer with some mishaps at work that made me stressed, overheated, and angry. So I slept most weekends, or sewed things to calm down. What didn’t happen was canning much in the way of jams and preserves. It’s a hot business that keeps you on your feet for a couple of hours. Was not in the mood, to put it mildly.
Now that the weather is crisp (finally) I got guilted into doing some canning.
Guilted by remarks like this:
“oh, my family really looks forward to those jams you make for the holidays”
“we save those jams you make for the weekend and eat them with cheese and crackers and a good wine”
“what flavors of jam are you making this year?”
I suspect a plot. Continue reading Pear, meet jar
It’s been a hella’ summer.
I met up with the king
He confessed his body was burning
I met up with the king
His body had begun to rot
And he said don’t think less of me
I’m still the same man I used to be
But no one believed him
It’s gone from chilly to steamy swamp where I live.
Health crisis. MS symptoms all over the place.
I wanted a burger on Memorial day — bison, in my case, in the James Beard fashion with salt, pepper, and some pulverized yellow onion, with juice. Plus, I caramelized some other white onions, with a splash of balsamic at the end, and added that to the raw meat for extra moisture. With two cheeses on top. Real cheddar, and melt-y American over. Grilled on a two-burner stove grill pan, medium-rare, flipping once before cheese.
That was yummy.
The star of the day, though was sweet potatoes. I made a salad, using the recipe I usually do, mayonnaise-mustard based with some pickle. Continue reading Memorial Day, American cheese
This is hardly news — it’s another feather in a pile that weighs a ton.
If you have read Dr. David Perlmutter’s book BrainMaker, you may have been struck by his account of a gut war going on between two bacterial strains: Firmicutes and Bacteroidetes.
This battle has a lot to do with the obesity epidemic. Continue reading Study on Old Order Amish reveals link between metabolic syndrome and gut microbiome
My week-long spring cleanse ended yesterday. Whoot.
I reminded myself of some good habits to follow this week, and invented some new ones. To keep my mouth and brain from getting bored, I made a few things that taste great, have interesting texture, and support health. Particularly in the drinks department as wine and my hacked vodka were off the menu. Continue reading Spring cleanse: Suffering something chronic? Try something tonic
I decided to try to take control of the recent blood test fiasco by doing a detox this month, right before my next blood test.
I used a product from Garden of Life called Raw Cleanse.
The cleanse has three parts:
- a probiotic mix you swish and swallow first thing every morning
- organ-detox capsules
- a fiber-rich mix to help with elimination.
It was an easy, gentle formula, that didn’t require being too close to a bathroom, and I was able to go to work all week. Continue reading Spring cleanse: 1-2-3, 1-2-3, swish
It worked for me. Insulin resistance, pre-diabetes now a thing of the past. Ha to the haters. Keto diet even effective for MS (at least for me.)
via ENDO: Paleo Diet Alters Biomarkers | Medpage Today
I have been on a hunt for some pain relief that will not compromise my liver. I figured I’d start from the outside in. I’ve had enough drama involving insides lately, and wanted to give them a break.
While topical creams can avoid gastric complications, some contain ingredients, which when absorbed through the skin, can have the same side effects as those taken internally. You have to be doubly careful if you are using such a cream while also taking an oral pain reliever with similar ingredients.
Pictured here are three pain relievers. Two are “natural” remedies, one is by prescription. Continue reading Liver-friendly topical pain relief
After three weeks of incremental additions to the dose, I’m finally on the recommended 40 drops of this stuff, three times a day. And, I feel pretty darn good.
My doctor put me on this blend when recent blood tests showed elevated liver and kidney functions. I’ve since found that a lot of the problem was caused by diclofenac, a precsription NSAID pain reliever (liver-knew about that) and the diclofenac in combination with candesartan (kidney). Continue reading Thistle Truce!
Hey, that way to make lasagne with butternut squash is great — I do it all the time. You’ll be all “zucchini-what?”
10 excellent recipes.
via 10 Easy Paleo Recipes You Haven’t Seen Before (#9 Is Our Favorite) | Factor75 Blog
I find lately, every time I order from Amazon, I add a pack of these ice cube trays.
They’re nothing beyond the standard ice-cube tray except for a few features.
- the lid makes them stack-able
- the lid keeps them fresh and odor-free
- they are BPA-free
- the hole in the lid makes them easy to fill with water without spilling
- the lid,left on, allows you to pop out the ice cubes without bedizening the floor with them — you flip the tray upside down, use what you need, and flip the rest back into the tray
- you can choose the quality of water that goes in them. My fridge has a filter for the ice maker. The ice cubes still smell like chlorine. I have flipped up the lever on the ice maker to turn it off, and fill the bin with these cubes instead. Stinky cubes? Got fresh ones in the tray
I’m sure there are higher quality ones out there, but these, for the price are working great for me, and I like the thin plastic tray for flexibility in popping the cubes. I use them for seed cream, water, and other uses (maybe pesto) yet to be discovered.
I have lately added some new oils to my life, one a particularly brain-healthy one called PC, or phosphatidylcholine. My doctor told me to be particularly careful about brand here, and not to substitute cheaper versions for the PC oils made by Body Bio, Xymogen, or Nutrasal. Rather than using something cheaper, the doc said to take as much as I could afford of a good brand.
PC oil is a highly refined replacement for something you body naturally produces. It has similarities to, but is NOT the same as, lethicin and unlike the waxy candle-tasting beads of my fab ’70s childhood when my grandmother took that stuff with everything — and shoved it into me too if I didn’t disappear fast enough — PC oil is water-soluble, and apparently very hard to make. Continue reading Seed cream — and the PK Protocol
More of the tale of fixing the troubles I mention in last post: here is a drink from Peru that does wonders for my blood numbers (A1C is excellent these days), and is said to have many health benefits. For me, it’s a superb anti-inflammatory. Not bad with pisco or vodka either, but I’m off the hard stuff for a whole. And, yes, I had pineapple trimmings in that same freezer of doom. Why, you might ask, do I beg pineapple trimmings off people who eat pineapples? This drink.
This is made of purple corn, some pineapple peelings, and usually apples. Add spices and simmer for about an hour, until the drink is very deeply-colored. It’s a glass full of antioxidants. Just don’t spill it. It stains like heck.
I got the recipe from a Peruvian friend, and then tried to amp up the antioxidant value with some additions. No effect on taste, as the spices are pretty forward. Continue reading Chicha Morada
I had a couple of bad weekends recently because of drug and supplement reactions. As it turns out, diclofenac, the NSAID I take for pain, doesn’t get along at all with my blood pressure med (candesartan) or with the coumarin in the cinnamon I used to use. I usually don’t use much diclofenac, so the drug didn’t have the opportunity to react with the rest of my daily doses until I had some significant pain.
I took a lot of diclofenac in January, as an old shoulder injury I had flared up again. In the last blood test, done after taking 2-3 diclofenic tablets a day, my kidney and liver functions were all out of whack. Continue reading “Emergency” chili
About three years ago, I fell on some black ice, landing hard on my palms and one knee. I healed quickly and didn’t think much more about it. However, since, during times of low atmospheric pressure–as in an impending storm, I find that the pain comes back, twice so far, much worse than it was in the original fall.
The first time this happened was extremely painful. I squirmed my way into the car to see my doctor, who prescribed an opiate with many warnings. I took it. Nothing happened–like taking air pills. I had to call back and point out that LDN was an opiate blocker.
Oops. Continue reading LDN and pain relief — the nettle and the sting
I remember as a kid the main screaming-point where the mother met the fridge was the fact that I didn’t screw on the jar lids tightly enough. Well, I expect the first few decades of that horrible behavior was laziness. Anything after about age 25 was probably MS.
These days, I can’t open some lids, and I struggle to close them. Small ones, like water bottles, I close and can’t open again. Hours of fun there. Continue reading Bah, what’s up with jars these days?