Why did you decide to go natural?
Well, all things considered, we can’t “go” natural…..we simply return.
I understand there are many people out there who have decided to go this route. Some wear it VERY WELL…….Hell, I tried it before, went a few months and quit! But this time is different! For me the desire to change was medicinal – not fashionable.
Considering, my menarche began at the tender age of 8 years old (yep! It sucked), I have bleed practically ever since I could remember. However, it wasn’t until my mid-twenties that I knew something was wrong. It had gotten to the point where the tampon and double oversize pads weren’t working. I would have to bring a change of clothes to work because at any given minute, when I stood it – It all came down.
Side note: I would like to take the time to credit my awesome coworkers who helped me clean up the aftermath. It became a running joke of “will there be a homicide today”?! And although I laughed, I knew that couldn’t be life.
Fast forward and I was right – two nice size fibroids wreaking havoc inside my uterus.
The adjustment:
So begins the research. I knew what it was – now the why! One thing I noticed, is all the information I gathered pointed me in the direction of researching chemicals introduced into the body.
OMG!!!!!!
In losing roughly 60lbs, I had an idea on the food aspect, but I never took it any further. The amount of information I saw speculating a direct correlation to chemicals and fibroids was massive.
The execution:
Whenever one creates a hypothesis, there must be a test statistic. I decided to be that one. I said I would see my body’s reaction to the detoxification of the creamy crack! July 16, 2015 was my last hit!
Since then each menstruation has gotten progressive better!
The amount of bleeding……reduced
The amount of cramping….reduced tremendously
I have gone from extreme lethargia (I’m talking falling asleep at red lights), constant emesis, cold chills, and trembling from pain, to a simple nagging pain. I was truly nonfunctional for the first 48 hours. Now I have coworkers asking if I’m pregnant because we haven’t had a crime scene.
I have gone from having a completely full tampon and two overnight oversize pads (you know the purple wrapper) in roughly 60 minutes (yes I wore them ALL at the same time) to a regular pad (the orange wrapper) not being halfway full in an hour. *inserts praise dance*
I look forward to my next OB visit and that god awful trans vaginal ultrasound to check the size of these puppies. But until then – I’m standing firmly on “crack is wack”!
Conclusion:
Arguably the most ignorant questions I’ve gotten are “You went natural because you went to Africa?” (I say questions because multiple idiots have asked me that.
Nonetheless, I cut my eyes and smile, mainly because I try not to curse people before I’ve had my morning oatmeal (yes the idiots come out early). But in the cutting of my eyes, they get the point and back off.
Over the years, I learned that EVERYTHING you introduce to your body will either nourish or poison it. If I had a choice, I would definitely choose the crack, just like I would choose a daily dose of fried pork chops and peach cobbler, but my body said NO!
Discipline is the bridge between goals and accomplishments. A healthy outside, starts from a healthy inside. Challenge your excuses
Xo
Adventures Before The Ring 