To sum it up: my ME, my 80% recovery, my relapse and recovery plan.

Hello, I was trained as an engineer and I’ve approached this black box of a disease as such: entertain working theories but only act upon results.

I was bed bound and brainfogged in 2008 and 2009. In the beginning it was very severe ME. I didn’t know my own name. I had to be spoonfed in the morning before I could even lift my head. I think I was at 10 % health of a normal person. Maybe 5%.

I took my recovery in my own hands when the doctor said: “There’s so much wrong with you, I don’t know where to start!”
My reaction: “Then it probably doesn’t matter where we start. I’ll start with digestion then.
Digestion was the only thing that gave us something to go at: my stools where grayish white and floating. I was malnourished. Something wasn’t working: bile. And with that the uptake of nutrients in the duodenum.

Because I had special bouts of insomnia at night (hyper-alert from 3 to 4.30 at night) I could read basic biology books and later on more specialized books and write to-do-notes to myself for the morning.
Thanks to these studies and some trials I devised for myself I managed to identify problem areas and what I should do about them. I worked my way through digestion; hormones; adrenals; nervous system; sleep and mental health. I tackled about one subject per year.

Whenever I started investigating a new subject I didn’t know what I was doing or where it would take me. But each and every year I made remarkable discoveries and, by applying them, progress.
Overall I slowly recovered to a housebound level, without brainfog or pain, just tiredness and no robustness for stress (bodily or mind). And I was being happy. For the first time I lived in the moment and I was happy with the moment, without planning the next one.

Then in May 2014 I healed miraculously overnight and got to 80% health at x-mas 2014.

My working theory:

  1. everybody has their own personal bodily signature that facilitates the onset of their version of ME.
  2. in every PWME the Autonomic Nervous System is perpetually scrambled.

My solutions:

  1. identify personal factors and address them. All of them. (Basically you have to change your life in every aspect.) (In my case: Progesteron deficiency + insuline hyper sensitive + always in Fight or Flight + never slept through the night + MAO A kaput + hyperalert personality + hear and smell everything + a virus/bacterie in Spring 2008 + shot adrenals by mid 30s + food issues + insulin issues)
  2. take away all (personal) stressors that bug the ANS + teach it to react different to impulses.

That last one is not so easy but the ANS and the brain are plastic and fluid, you can teach it new ways.
For me, I used Gupta Amygdala retraining; EMDR and am looking into dr. Goldstein methodes of influencing brain paths chemically. You could also try meditation or mindfullness. I also did some CBT and even hypnosis and am trying my hand now at Reverse/Mickel Therapy. All to try and learn new thought habits in order to influence neuro transmitters.
The goal is to influence the physiology of things, not the psychology of things. Psychology has nothing to do with the cause of the illness. ME is not a mind-thing, it’s a body-thing.

From the start I knew I had additional adrenal problems, on top of the viral onset Chronic Fatigue. That’s why I read a lot about the bodily stress responses, especially dr. Selye who coined the term “stress” (when he actually meant “stressor”).

The body has some powerful systems to deploy when survival is at stake. The Stress Response is one. The insuline response is another. These are The Big Guns the body has and they should be avoided because they alter the normal modus of the body and have a lot of collateral damage. These are two systems that you cannot fool around with or be careless about. This is survival stuff. When the body gets bloody serious about something. Don’t taunt it.
That’s why I eat for chronic neutral blood sugar levels.

For the bodily Stress Response I’m avoiding all the things that my body perceives as stressors. They can be as ridiculous as garlic, in-laws or warm showers. I’m not arguing with my body, if it’s bugged by it I avoid it. I use my high-sensitivity to check whether something is ok or not. This gets me results.

I’m addressing all the non-ME things that burden my body such as hormone shortages, a diet that provides level blood sugars and methylation-problems. These are not the cause of ME but I cannot heal if I don’t fix these. For these things I had tests done and am under doctor’s supervision.

That leaves the mysterious last piece of the puzzle: the ME-thing. The chronic thing that keeps causing problems.
Is it an intracellular parasite gnawing at my nerves or at my mitochondria? Is it some sort of unhealthy ANS-modus that my body has gone into and needs to snap out of? Is it a permanent eroding of the intracell signalling devices?
I don’t know. It’s the piece that prevents me from going from 80% to 100% health.
(My instinct says there’s an invader continually bugging my body. But my body can co-exist with it, if there are no additional stressors in my life.)

On May 1st 2014 I started Gupta Amygdala and taking 100mg oral micronized Progesteron every day, regardless of cycle. (I keep repeating: Progesteron is not a sex hormone. It’s an adrenal hormone and it’s a neurotransmitter.)

On May 2nd I started healing.

Understanding Gupta and practising it clicked everything into gear that day. On top of all the things I was doing right to address the other issues (food, posture, hormones etc.) I had found the thing to influence ANS. It relaxed at once and health was restored.

Healing is a slow process. I had to keep taking my rests. I had to pace myself very much. No weird foods. No sudden activities, even though I burst from energy.
Over the coming months I slowly build up my activity level and my stamina. Until I was at 80% health and could do anything I wanted and meet friends and take drives. I was thinking about work again, a career. (still not eating weird stuff etc., those things are changed for life)

Then in Spring 2015 my precious 80% health took a nosedive when two normal stress life events happened. Just normal things. It could have been anything (an accident, a robbery, falling pregnant, going through a divorce, getting married, death of a parent-in-law, moving house, graduating, etc. etc.) In my case the cat nearly died (10 days of extreme stress for us and months of fear and worries afterwards) and I had to write an engineer’s rapport for court to prevent a big manure plant happening right next to the cabin that is my place of peace out in the country. (as an engineer I’m not against plants or manure but the plant is not designed securely and the predicted odour emissions were not measured right). Writing was stressful as is participating in the judicial process that puts more weight on procedural integrity than common sense. Parties are not there to solve a problem together, which is an engineer’s point of view.

We’re now 8 months later and both issues are resolved (cat is healthy again; the rapport is at the highest court of the country and there’s nothing I can do anymore) and I’m severely housebound again. I’m at 40-45% health I think. I can leave the house once a week for groceries or I can meet someone (receive visitors or visit them) once every two weeks. I’m very wired and I react to all the small things.

But I didn’t fall back to bed bound nor the 10% health level where I was in 2008/2009. Nor do I have brain fog. I did have that awful experience with PMS-from-hell (PMDD) but that seems to have gone now too with Zinc-supplements.

Now I’m trying to get back into that relaxed mode I was in last year. Out of Fight or Flight.
Back to being friends with my body, back to embracing and carrying that small inner child that’s so afraid and feels so unsafe.
It’s frustrating that just thinking it doesn’t make it so. Getting out of wired-ness takes some time and practise. It’s not an intellectual mind-thing. You can’t plan it, you can only invite it.

But I’m sure I’ll get there again, into that pool of peace and ease. I’ve nearly never stopped doing all the things I need to do (all the personal signature things from point 1) so my baseline is still pretty robust.
I’m therefore confident that I will regain some health, now that the life events are dealt with.

Besides this future goal I’ve now experienced what happens when my system gets put under these kinds of life stresses again. It’s scary but I didn’t die and I don’t need to worry (much) about the future stress events that will surely happen in my lifetime.

What happens in my body and is not to be worried about is:
– my liver stops producing bile (this means a major waste removal pathway is blocked and nutrients aren’t being absorbed);
– my body usurps all kinds of minerals fast and from the lack of it I get depressed and even suicidal (PMS-from-hell and dopamine shortage caused because Zink was gone);
– I cannot focus (both eyes and attention);
– I cannot relax (both body and mind) (and therefor not digest my food properly).

This is all natural and won’t kill me. They do need to be addressed though because I cannot afford to undergo these things for long. That’s why attached to this post is a little reminder-note for myself. The things I need to do the next time life comes a’knocking.

I’m really confident about getting into that relaxed ANS modus again. Confident that I’ll get there and confident that it will heal me again.
On the ME forum Phoenix Rising I’ve been reading posts by James7a who recovered 100% and I’ve also been watching video’s by Neuffer who also recovered 100%.
They both practise according to my ANS working theory and they came up with their own version of it which makes their cases and experiences logical. I love logical. When things make sense.
I’ve also started reading on another ME forum called Health Rising which is more hopeful than Phoenix Rising and, amongst other things, collects recovery stories. There’s a lot of focus on the ANS there. And how to influence it even if this means deploying psychology-tools. But: psychology has nothing to do with the cause of the illness. ME is not a mind-thing, it’s a body-thing.

So I am going full throttle at it again too. Broad spectrum (addressing all the aspects of my life that need attention) and with special attention to getting the nervous system to calm the frick down.
Full throttle at a very slow pace.

Check out the short video’s James7a made on YouTube, telling about his illness and what he did to recover 100%. He’s a great, young British man who did it. He did it!
His video’s are short, 13 minutes and very natural (not rehearsed). And he makes his point very good.

just a little note to myself:
Next time a life stress event occurs such as moving house or death of a parent I will do the following regardless of where I am health wise:
– clear my calendar for the next six months;
– take all the minerals, take all the amino acids, take all the vitamins;
– drink salty water by the gallon;
– get massages or yawn and stretch like pets do and as often as pets do to help the lymph system to remove waste;
– eat gelatine by the bucket (cook chicken drumsticks in cocosfat and water, let cool). Gelatine is easily digestible, contains lots of amino acids and travels first through the lymph system instead of the liver;
– make chickensoup but also eat other things. Rotate.
– watch Bananaboy’s short videos again where he explains how he healed
– wear ear mufflers and rest rest rest a lot;
– remind myself I am safe. Here and now. I am.


Looking back at my CFS/ME

I feel that any major accident only happens when about 7 factors line up and go wrong simultaneously.
Small factors that are not really significant in themselves. But combined they can cause a train crash, or a melt down in a nuclear facility or someone getting CFS.

Furthermore I view CFS as an illness where the bodily system is overwhelmed and can no longer cope with normal life.
What causes an individual body to get overwhelmed varies from person to person. Everybody has their own 7 contributing factors that ultimately cause CFS. That’s why for some of us Lyme is key, for others mitochondrial stuff and to another it’s all about the stress response.

The 7 factors and the overwhelming are two different things in CFS. The overwhelming needs immediate attention and for this the body must me relieved from as many burdens as it perceives. Otherwise the overwhelming will continue and the body will be in distress and despair all the time. It’s probably stuck in a loop of automated stress responses from the brain (the very loop the Gupta Program tries to break).

The 7 factors are the ultimate cause of the illness and they need attention along the way and in some cases life long alertness/treatment.

When we fall ill all persons with CFS/ME share an incapability to deal with body burdens.
These burdens can seem “silly” but they aren’t.
They should not be questioned but removed from ones life immediately.

A “silly” example from my own life: all of a sudden showering exhausted me and I had to go to bed directly afterwards. Often I could not even towel myself dry any more and had to call my husband to do so.

This burden felt silly and I reprimanded my body. Which did not make the burden go away.
Later on I thought up a theory that explained why my body couldn’t cope with showering (blood pressure problems, difficulty maintaining homeostasis, external change of body temp, whatever)

Whether a burden is rooted in sillyness or a plausible theory, it doesn’t matter. All that mattered was that showering was a burden to my body.
So I removed it from my life and my body was grateful for it.
(I started to wash myself seated on the floor of the shower, or with a bucket and a cloth in the bedroom. Once a week.)
Not having to deal with the burden alleviated my body.

Removing as many burdens as possible in the heavy stages of illness will help the body save its resources.

Don’t argue with your body about what bothers it, just get rid of it.
Is it light? close the curtains. Is it cheese? eat pears. Is it your job? resign (yes). Is it your family? say: “see you in 5 years.” Is it the city? go live in a cabin out west. Is it noise? wear mufflers. Is it boredom? start knitting (it soothes the nervous system and is tactile and technical and there are patterns for everey degree of brain fog).

Some solutions may sound silly or impractical. But they are not. They are what’s needed. (I pretty much did all of the above.)

The second thing I did, as soon as I had some breathing space from getting rid of body burdens, was investigate what my specific 7 factors are.

I had some things ruled out via standard blood tests: vitB12 shortage; vit D3; Lyme disease; Thyroid; cancer markers; liver problems. The usual your doctor will think of.
Then the doctor could help me no further, he threw his hands in the air and said: “We’re used to seeing patients with one major thing wrong. You are all over the place! I have no idea what you have!”

With this I realized it was all interconnected. It would be very hard to determine what was cause and what was effect. So I didn’t even bother trying.

I listed my symptoms/problem areas:

  • My hormones where weird
  • My digestion was bad
  • I was malnourished
  • My bloodpressure was way too low
  • My brain did not function any more
  • I had slurred speech
  • I could not keep balance
  • I had insomnia every night
  • PMS was through the roof
  • My blood sugar was extreme and erratic
  • My body was no longer able to keep its temperature or its homeostasis in check
  • I was anxious and wired and supertired at the same time
  • I could not lift my head or speak upon waking, someone had to spoonfeed me a bite to eat before I’d respond

Because there was not one obvious starting point I thought this: “It doesn’t matter where you start to focus on. Anything will do. As soon as you improve on one area, the body will react grateful and heal (some) in other area’s. The body is great that way.”

So I chose to fix the malnutrition. On a whim.

I knew I wasn’t taking up the nutrients from my food. Digestion was minimal (grey, floating poo with recognizable food morsels). And what nutrients I did absorb my low blood pressure wasn’t able to deliver into tissues and organs (that’s why the malnutrition).

Slowly I fixed nutrient uptake.

By taking stomach aids (making it more acidic), by eating every 20 minutes (keeping blood sugar level), by eating only foods that are -to me- easy to digest (no fibers, no veggies) and by laying down when the stomach empties into the duodenum (40 minutes after chewing). I also chose to eat a ketonic diet which requires minimum effort for maximum nutrients, I chose Homo Optimum Diet. With this you get your energy from fats in abundance. It also normalizes brain chemistry (it is used to treat epilepsy). And it keeps blood sugar level. I took pancreatic enzymes and a multi-vitamin. I had my husband buy organic chicken soup  and rice (I wasn’t able to cook back then)

I aided my low blood pressure with Cortinef and by laying down a lot.

I aided/indulged my brain fog by doing only 1 thing per day. I lived in a daze anyway so getting out of bed or ordering a supplement was enough for one day.

I had the good fortune that my insomnia each night is of the kind where I am very alert. For one hour and a half my brain fog was gone and I was able to read medical journals and research my case. I wrote little notes to daytime-me about what supplements to buy or what to eat. I had to be very specific as daytime-me couldn’t even remember my name most days.

I think everybody has a lucky break they can employ in this stage of the illness. For me it was the alert insomnia in combination with my intellectual drive (willing and able to read scientific papers). But it doesn’t need to be any of this to get ahead with this illness.

~ Your lucky break may be your background as a care counsellor: you speak the language of doctors and you know how the field operates. You can use it to get what you want from them far more efficiently than I can.
~ Or it may be your knowledge of yoga: you can aid and stretch and calm the body while bed bound. It will soothe the nervous system, aid digestion and the lymph system and preserve your health much better then I ever could.
~ It may be that you’re a mum: you can ration your daily cuddles with your kids and you can empower them by delegating the tasks you cannot do yourself. You’ll have daily bouts of love and you’ll learn that life in your house can unfold in ways you couldn’t have imagined when you were in total control. I was very lonely on a daily basis and it took a long, long time before I learned that another way of doing things is a good way too.
~ Or can it be something as “insignificant” as that you have nice long fingers? They are excellent for tatting. Or you could just admire them against the filtered light from the window. Taking in the shapes, the colours. Being at peace. Perhaps your hands prompt you to take up photography as a hobby. In your bed, one photo per week, just with your phone, celebrating the shapes and colours your beautiful hands show you.

Just look at your life, there’s bound to be an edge you can use.

I set aside a year to get better digestion. I got rid of ambition, of the pressure or the need to achieve. I stopped explaining to people what was the matter. They couldn’t understand anyway and having to justify myself was very tiring.

When my body responded a bit to the better digestion and I was ready to take on the next subject and I chose hormones. Again, any subject would have worked. Again I set aside one year. This wasn’t as much a conscious decision, it just turned out it took about a year to focus on one subject and get some headway on it.

With a good endocrinologist I found out I lack Progesterone, probably from birth.
Over the years I’ve learned this is not a female hormone at all but the precursor to most adrenal hormones, including cortisol.

By the time I fully understood this my adrenals went bust, I had now acquired Addison’s disease. I was 4 years into ME and got a new disease. Gradually I learned to live with it. And again: stopped explaining myself to people.
To my new friends from the knitters’ site I did explain how little energy I had. They (and I!) needed to know this so it would be clear how and why I was choosing to spend it. Pacing has always been a problem for me.

Sleep I have not been able to fix. But I do not care so much about it any more. I’ve found a way to wake up rested even though I toss and turn for 2 hours in the middle of every night.


Now, May 2014, I can look back and identify the 7 individual actors that made me fall ill back in 2008.
Some of them I treated without knowing so when I chose one subject/symptom to focus on for about year. Others I stumbled upon or they grew suspiciously appearant in my life. I researched them and found they not only make theoretical sense but also all empirical testing in my life confirms their existence. On these 7 factors I have not found anything debunking their existence, in my case.

  1. I’m a go-getter and overachiever. Ambitious, quick, adrenalenic. Never resting, never loitering, always productive, always plans. (Tiresome to be around, no doubt. Tiresome to be, to be honest.) Besides rooted in character and upbringing this is also influenced by a MAO A mutation I carry. It makes for high levels of noradrenaline and serotonin and intense focus (making me the opposite of AD(H)D). I’m a hyper piece of quicksilver by nature.
  2. The individual make up of my intestines. They don’t like particular foods (due to individual gut flora and enzymatic build up). But also literally: the way my guts are tangled. They lie such that they press against my liver which causes pain. Which causes stress (and perhaps my insomnia?)
  3. Hormones. It seems I don’t make enough Progesterone. This caused Estrogen dominance (PMS from hell). Adrenals had to replace the shortage from the start which put a heavy burden on them all my life. As all endocrine organs slow down after age 25 this caused more and more problems over time making me very weak. And at 37 years old suspectible to CFS.
  4. CNS (Central Nervous System). I lack a basic sense of safety and was in constant Fight or Flight modus because of that for all my life. It seems my CNS was not calibrated well at birth. This is a physical thing, not phsychological. Being in Fight or Flight constantly seriously taxes and weakens the body.
  5. DNA mutations. I lack enzymes for proper use of vitD, vitB1 and Folic Acid. Lifelong shortage on those present problems which standard blood tests won’t explain. (my GP recognized the symptoms but was stumped when the blood work didn’t reflect it. He cheered when I presented the DNA evidence, he was right after all, the tests were false positives)
  6. Insomnia. My whole life I’ve woken up after about 5 hours of sleep. I lie awake -very alert!- for about 1,5 hours. Then I get another 2 hours of broken sleep. This pattern robs me of REMsleep including the boast in Human Growth Hormone and GABA it provides.
  7. various smaller things: very sensitive insuline response; sensitive to Tyramine; dust mite allergy; no hobbies and never learned to relax; Atlas Profilax needed; etc.
  8. unknown factor. (mitochondria? virus? bacteria?)

I can now see how my body was hollowed out, made weak, by this factors combined.

So when 2008 came about with its usual life stresses and then a little virus… I fell ill.

Some of these I’ll have to treat for the rest of my life: the hormonal shortage, the DNA mutations, my easy flammable character. If a virus was a factor in my case, I would have had to treat it with ongoing anti-biotics and hope I’d beat it one day. Some people with CFS who have this as a factor go this route succesfully.

Over the first few years of CFS I slowly regained my digestive and mental functions, just by throwing out of my life anything that burdened my body. This included noise, fruit, raw vegetable and my mother in law.
The first two to three years I lived in a daze, not knowing my name, and very anxious and stressed out from trying to fight this disease. Or just understand it.

After the first 4 years I had learned enough about digestion and nutrition; about the lymph system and the bodily stress response; about CNS and hormones, to actively combine them into a daily routine that didn’t made me worse than I was.
Only at that time did I stop getting worse.

(that’s also about the time I got Addison’s, as a funny coincidence. As a consequence of getting Addison’s  I gave up, I gave in to the CFS, thereby stopping the stress and anxiousness which taxed my adrenals so much. So there’s a major happy consequence of a funny coincidence right there. Because giving in made me sit back and accept that this was to be for a long ride and that’s when I started to learn to enjoy the moment. It is the time I started to experience calm happy moments for the first time in my life. As a quicksilvery person I had never took the time to smell the roses. Or spend an hour without purpose. I had never allowed myself to bumble about, wasting time. I had never relaxed, actually. And I had never experienced true, existential happyness, in the moment. I would never have learned this without CFS, without acquiring Addison’s and without giving in to them. This alone has been such a gift. Who knew that major life experiences hide in such weird places? And that you don’t have to do hard work to gain them?)

Over the last two years I got to understand and address the underlying factors: I started to structurally supplement Progesterone and Cortisol. About a year ago I learned about DNA and had my genome checked and things started to make even more sense. My doctor was right about the shortages in vit B12 and vit D3 all along.

Last Summer I corrected my Zinc levels (had a horrible time with Copper Dump but very worth it) and only 6 months back I started experimenting with mB12 and methyl-folate. (go slow, go low. I take one tenth of a pill twice a week and that’s all I can stand and all I need. I’m here for the long run.)

I did slip up spectacular a couple of times since last Summer, at times when I should’ve known better.

One was stress related, I had to take to bed for 6 weeks last fall only because I didn’t manage my own stress levels when planning a trip to a foreign country.

Another one was cheese related (tyramine) back in September and I did damage my kidneys a bit with that one. Ouch.

Then last February I nearly killed myself because I was so depressed only to find out it was caused by a stupid shortage of vit D. That one really hurt my pride and self esteem. (Let’s hope it taught me not to take either one so serious)

Then last month I had two splitting head aches only a week apart before I figured out I shouldn’t eat 10 chocolate bonbons in one sitting (again, tyramine. And frustration about not being able to attend all knitter parties.)

Luckily, each time it took me fewer and fewer days to recuperate. These experiences make I’m less scared now of the next slip up. Or the next plateau or even dip in my recovery. Which will undoubtably come. (And if it doesn’t there’s menopause to look forward to.)

It’s only a couple of weeks back that I started to take 100 mcg of Progesterone each evening, even if it doesn’t help me to sleep. Also at the end of my insomnia stretch I now take a morsel of hydrocortisone.

These two things insure I wake up better rested then ever before, even though I lie awake from 3 till 5 AM. (theory: the supplements cover the wake up response my adrenals cannot provide anymore and this prevents the body from experiencing stress which it would otherwise have due to lack of cortisol just before waking up)

These last couple of weeks I’m very active during the day. This is by design. I believe movement will normalize hormone levels. And help the body to get rid of waste (which is extra generated through the Methylation Protocol). I also eat very little (but a lot of calories) to preserve energy. Basically it’s chicken soup, cream, butter and chocolate. And eggs. And fish with veggies, I crave fish with veggies. I take lots of HCL as that will relieve the adrenals a bit and the bile will remove waste.

Another significant thing these past few weeks is that I worry less about my body. This is an angle I pursue actively too, to keep my system out of Fight or Flight. (to aid this I have started Gupta Amygdala Retraining this week as this suits my theory of my particular case of CFS)

I take lots of valerian. I walk outside every day. I’ve gone shopping with friends in busy cities all day. I’ve driven my car for hours to a knitters’ party and back again. Twice in one week! I take a shower whenever I want. This is all very novel.

I still take my horizontal rest every day, 45 minutes after lunch. It’s the only time my intestines gurgle = work. I still take stomach aids (HCL). I take time to smell the roses. I try not to think about my body or the illness. I stop any worrying by actively intervening and directing my focus on another subject (knitting problems are always good).
I found I can do with less Hydrocortisone, as long as I remember to take my Progesterone Cream throughout the day.

I’m stumped that I get my period even when on the Progesterone daily. I take it every day, including the eve of my period and its first days and it happens anyway. Normally and healthy as …. a normal and healthy person. I feel good too. No PMS, just the littlest of cramping. The theory is that this HRT (Hormone Replacement Therapy) covers my base levels. That is has nothing to do with female cycles. Since doing this my body is at ease, both at nights and during the day. (HRT needs to be with bio-identical hormones. None of these progestins, only real Progesterone will do. In Europe Utrogestan is the brand you need, 100 mcg per day. It’s a generic drug which means your doctor has not had it actively promoted to him/her. But it’s out there. Get it.)

Right now I’m a bit intense and hyper, probably on too much vit D and cortisol. Or too much chocolate. What can I say, it’s a work in progress, a balance I need to find.
But it feels like I’ve figured this out finally and I’m on my way to better health.

It will take years. That’s ok, I’m not in a hurry. It took me years to get ill so that’s fair. And I’ll have to learn to be healthy again anyway: how does one fill a day? What does one chose to do and what not to do? How did it feel when the body was buzzing and fluent and ready to run and jump and cheer?
And: how do I keep a calm pace and enjoy happiness, every day, without feeling the need to give an account of it? To document it? To justify my existence?
I’ll learn in time.

In the mean time I hope to stop talking about CFS on this blog. I want to talk art. Illustration. Stopping the manure plant. Share original sleeping Beauty stories. Weird things my cat does. Things that interest me. Things I enjoy.

Here’s to high hopes!

pic by Andreas Krappweis

a smart person over at informed me of existing links between hyperglycemia, hyperinsulin, insulin resistance, vit D and progesterone. I didn’t know but it all ties in beautifully. These enhance each other’s working.

I was diagnosed with hyperglycemia back in 2004 and have had erratic blood sugars all through 2004-2008. Only a ketonic diet has cured me of those and it wasn’t untill a few weeks back that it all started to come together and add up.

Now that I supplement Progesterone every evening, including when I have my period, ánd vit D ánd have level blood sugar ánd keep calm at night with hydrocortison ánd aid digestion with HCL ánd practice a Happy Go Lucky attitude it seems I’ve stopped the continuous stress reaction in my body. The Fight or Flight response.

I’m on my way to better health, I’m already suddenly on a 55% level (compared to 40% level all through 2013).

Marbles in a Row: Cake or Death?

Say you’re an engineer. You see the world through the eyes of an engineer: you like theories but you live by results, tangible results. When results do not support a theory there’s a fascinating puzzle to solve and you can get obsessed by it.

The puzzle doesn’t have to do with gears or bridges to get you going, I know of an engineer that solved the puzzle of his own Diabetes I. He wrote his solution down in a book and became a doctor to help others.

say cheese-spikes-bloodsugar-too-but-not-as-much, dr. Bernstein!

To be honest: he initially became a doctor because doctors can order certain tests that engineers cannot. Becoming a doctor was a smart solution, one typically chosen by an engineer. Thinking out of the box, getting things done.

To me dr.Bernstein is an inspiration. He took control of his own illness. Thought along with his physicians. Proposed theories, did experiments and solved the puzzle. With Diabetes I -making no insuline of any importance- he manages his daily life so he does not need insuline besides the base line dosis that keeps him from keeling over. He does not need any insuline to cover his food intake. Now that’s clever. He solved the puzzle and lives to enjoy that every day of his life.

He’s also honest about the mental implications of having found a solution. The pangs of everyday.

Whenever he passes a bakery with all its delicious smells and sights his body and mind react. They want cake! This hurts. He can’t have cake. His health is too precious to him to risk it. No cheating. But still, this hurts. On a core level because carbohydrates are the treats of life and we are programmed to covet them. But no, he’ll be sensible and grown up and do the right thing. Still hurts a bit though.

That’s ok. Things will hurt. There will be yearning and things you cannot have and plans that fall through and disappointments. We can cry a little. And then we sigh a little. And then we move on. To the things we do have and can enjoy. I find it very uplifting to know that dr. Bernstein’s solution is something he works on every day, also when he’s blue or sad or grumpy. Those are the times it really matters. Dr. Bernstein is honest about how he copes during those times and that is inspirational. Because he’s honest about being human.

Now then. I’m an engineer. I now have this black box called a body and recently I’ve been putting other things than usual in it an results are stunning. Albeit not 100% repeatable and not covered by theories very well.

I have some parts of the puzzle. Stakes are high. Part of the problem is that my mind is clouded by the supplements I take. Excitotoxins and heavy metals are floating in my brain. Sugar too. Messing up my thought processes and also messing up my self image. Tricky.

Today I am here as your engineer to present (to me) some sort of plan to handle this:

  1. I’ve gone back in time and once again have only one hour of coherent mental activity per day.
  2. this hour need to be accompagnied by physical activity because only this will help eliminate the excitotoxins from my system
  3. since the rest of the day knows brainfog more or less a checklist must be in place to remember to do/eat the right things at the right times (yeah, checklist!)
  4. low doses of supplements that will exit the body within a day means I should not have to worry about long term damage (liver! it hurts a little) and that this is not a regression in health. Symptoms should reside in a few days if I stop and the true base line of my illness will present. The one from March 2013 and its progress from then on.
  5. all other knowledge about my body is still correct and should be used (stomach works in marble sized morsels so eat small portions. This will aid the liver too.)
  6. two excellent tips from two dear knitter friends:

“Allow yourself to fret for 20 minutes. Then put aside your worries for another day.”

“You say you can feel in your gut if something is good for you. If you have doubts, they too will be felt in your gut.”

Now follows my daily checklist for this period in time:

  • eat one egg yoke, drink tea, have vit.D
  • ease into the day for a bit. End this period with some npc.
  • have your second breakfast (chicken soup) with supplements (m-B12, m-folate, lithium, multi-gland, vit D, vit C, zinc). Soup contains some foliage for brushing down the bowels.
  • do something vertical for about an hour (sewing, write a lettre, vacuum, put something away, laundry, weaving, cooking, take picture, block FO, something from the to-do list) and prepare project for resting (which knitting project of hand sewing?). This hour uses up the blood sugar and helps eliminating excitotoxins
  • wash face, brush teeth.
  • rest (one hour). Cover yourself with a blanket, you’ll get cold as your energy goes into your duodenum. Watch a movie, knit something simple.
  • the rest of the day is free for doing fun things and resting on the couch. Have a look outside once and awhile. Eat soup. Drink tea. Drink water with lemon juice. Feel free to be brainfogged. Allow and aid your body to take out the waste. Eat some carrots to provide extra roughage.
  • go to the toilet whenever you think about it
  • this will take a couple of months. Forget about work during this time. Don’t fret.

NB. I’ve making butter cakes lately: a glutenfree, sugarfree version of the famous Dutch Boterkoek. (It’s not really sugarfree, I put in one fig because I felt like it)

I use 250 grams of excellent full fat butter (I use Demeter, a non-homoginized organic butter); 250 grams of rice flour; some salt; quite a bit of pepper; a lot of chopped ginger (one or two fingers worth); lemon peeled skin of half a lemon and one chopped fig.

mix it all in a round baking form. No need to line the form with grease or wax paper. Put in the oven for 20 minutes at 180 degrees celcius. Let it cool, put it in the fridge. Delicious the next day!

Dear engineer,

remember the basics: the stomach only takes food one marble at the time. Blood sugar rises ridiculously, even with small bits of food, and this cake has both starches and fig sugar in it. So temper your intake of this delicious cake. Whenever you have had some and feel a physical yearn for another piece, you have taken too much. Do something else for 20 minutes to let the blood sugar levels calm down. Best thing to do is physical activity to get rid of the sugar without having to use insuline. Insuline is a poison. But a better poison than (blood) sugar.

best whishes,

your better half.

ok. Here’s Eddie Izzard on youtube with Cake or Death and a design by Defiant Damsel over on Etsy: