posted on Nov, 27 2012 @ 08:16 AM
I'm just going to throw this out there for anyone who might find it relevant at all. I used to wear bifocals. Had to get them because my vision
just sunk to untold depths once I started working in an office.
Now, understand something first: I have always - since I was diagnosed at the age of nine with food intolerances/sensitivities/allergies. Back then
they were just understood to be allergies for simplicity's sake rather than accuracy. They are actually intolerances or hypersensitivities, in fact.
I had desensitization treatment for two years at that time, starting with serum injections twice a day, which gradually decreased in amount and
frequency over a two year period. I was allegedly able to eat those things then for at least ten years. If this idea were valid, wouldn't the fact
that I eat them still convey the same desensitization as the serums did? Hmm. Well, in any case some ten years later I moved to Northern Europe and
still had none of the previous plague of symptoms I had had in my early childhood.
A word about the symptoms now. This was mostly in what one would clump together under hayfever symptoms. Classic hayfever stuff - stuffy nose, itchy
and burning eyes, sore throat and so forth, when things were calm. But I also had other things like chronic anemia, chronic sinus infections when
things were bad, chronic ear infections that evolved to include tinnitus, chronic tonsillitis, random skin irritations, chronic constipation, cluster
headaches, really long and heavy menses, and so much more, but that gives you an idea of what was involved and how the symptoms were pretty difficult
to live with. It made school and work and basically my general existence something of a trial.
So, the strange thing was that while I was doing professional pastry, I didn't have much trouble at all despite the fact that I worked with the very
stuff that made up my hypersensitivities. It was when I didn't handle it anymore and went to work in an office that my vision, weight, digestion,
joint movement, etc., went utterly haywire. I needed bifocals quite suddenly at the age of 43. That's harsh, having gone from better than perfect
vision just five years prior. I could see the most minuscule text and fantastic distances all very clearly before this sudden collapse.
The solution came in now avoiding all the things I am sensitive to: wheat and its entire family (rye, barley, and even oats that have been grown in
fields that had grown wheat, rye, or barley previously as they are generally rotated), anything with any hint of soy, anything with either added or
naturally occurring citric acid, anything with any hint of something peanut (as with soy), and anything with any hint of eggs. To that recently has
been added carrots because of a very horrible taste to them, organic or otherwise; potatoes and rice, which made me very ill quite inexplicably but
have now been discovered to have unacceptable levels of inorganic arsenic.
Now, after having cut out these foods altogether and continuing to pay close attention to how I feel after ingesting any sort of food, I have regained
my excellent vision and have none of the previous symptoms at all, providing I am very diligent and attentive to what I consume. The funny thing is
that the better I feel without these foods, the better I feel when I don't eat much at all. I eat less than a half liter in volume per week, and
that usually consists of a couple of bowls of oatmeal made from water. organic milk, unrefined Atlantic sea salt, a very pure butter produced locally,
and oats carefully grown in carefully cleaned and prepared fields. I drink probably a liter of water per day (our water is cleaned with ozone here)
and several cups of very high quality coffee which is ground and prepared by me and by hand each time.
Although I'm not at all following anything medical science would recommend *at all*, I feel great, my weight is steady at 60kg, I sleep very well, I
wake up easily and in a good mood. All of the previously existing discomfort is gone.
Food used to be a huge thing in my life. I was a foodie from way back before it was a thing. I studied pastry in Paris. If you don't live and
breathe food as I did, you should manage easily once you find out what your food troubles are. Not many people have as many or as badly as I did.
It's worth whatever price to feel good again.
It may sound like a huge sacrifice, but think about it. I don't have to think about food at all. I don't have to shop for it, prepare it, store
it, throw it out, or any other part of that whole scene. It just doesn't exist the way it did before. I don't get hungry. I can feel health in my