Monday, October 26, 2009

Yo! Candida!

You there with the sweet tooth always luring me to eat sugar.
What are you up to?
Knocking out my immune system for a few hours?
So, I’ve eaten the ‘mostly raisins’ hot cross bun. It was good.
Now I've got GAS.

Not the kind I can run my car on, either.
But I sure wish that gas would move.
Instead it expands and presses the Ascites fluid up against my lungs and I cough.
Asthma, they call it. It does respond to puffers like Ventolin and Pulmacort, but they make me bruise.

Then the fluid crowds my heart and makes it race. That excites doctors.

Instead of just my stomach being swollen with Ascites, so much gas is being produced in my gut that the fluid starts sloshing around in my head, like a tide coming in on one side and going out on the other.

Was I scared the first time that happened to me!

I thought I was having a heart attack. And I was 25 miles from a hospital.
I pulled over to the side of the road and considered my options. Go north to the nearer hospital or go south to the one at home.
I’d just been to a home warming of a stackwood house with Green technology. There was an array of foods from creative well-spiced vegan to conventional. I’d had indigestion before and tried to make good choices, but I had not succeeded apparently. While I was sitting on the shoulder of the road considering which direction to go and scaring myself silly, I finally came to realize that I was likely not having a heart attack. I had no pain in my heart and my skin felt too small for all I had inside it. I concluded, it might just be the worst case of indigestion I’d ever had, put the car in drive and hurtled South at faster-than-the-sight-of-cops-to-see speed.

I got a two litre bottle of Ginger Ale and drank it all. I burped several times. That felt pretty good. Eventually I stopped having palpitations, coughing and my head calmed down as the internal waves receded.

On Monday morning I made an appointment with my doctor who put a Holter monitor on me. I tried to replicate the scary effect, but it never happened although the doctor was convinced he’d seen something exciting. It just wasn’t what I was excited about.

I read up on causes of gas and Candida Albicans kept surfacing.
I took a Candida questionnaire. I had way too many answers that pointed to Candida.
Rats!

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