Wow, I can’t believe it’s been four years since Patrick and I have smoked marijuanna.  What a relief. 

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We decided we’re going to celebrate by lighting up.  We’re gonna get throwed.

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That’s a joke, by the way.

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We’re just going to eat a nice dinner together tonight.  Guess what’s on the menu?  Black beans, brown rice, and vegetables.

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Big surprise. 

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I wanted to go out and get Patrick a small gift of some sort, but it’s 20 degrees, and I’m a wuss.

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I guess I’ll just have to give him some marital relations. 

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Those are the best kind of gifts, anyway.  :)

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013It’s official.  My son is obsessed with tags. 

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Pillow tags, stuffed animal tags, shirt tags, you name it.  If it’s a tag, Axel wants to eat it.  It’s seriously insane.  If he sees a tag, even if it’s far away from him, he goes after it like his life depends on it.  It doesn’t really make sense to me why he would go for a plain little white tag, especially when he is surrounded by colorful toys, and other entertaining things, like mommy and daddy.  I’m beginning to wonder if there is an underlying cause for this behavior.

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We’ve actually started tearing the tags off of all of our pillows, and a few other things.  It just doesn’t seem like it could be that good for him.  I’d hate for him to get addicted to the ink.  I realize how far fetched that must sound, but I think it’s a definite possibility. 

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I know that for me personally, becoming addicted to toxins is fairly easy.  My mind loves the chemicals in junk food.  They give me a sort of rush, or high almost, but they also drop me afterwards.  That’s why I try my hardest to stay away from them.  Something that gives you a good feeling at first, but later leaves you feeling like you got hit by a truck, can’t be good for your body.  That’s why I’m nervous about letting Axel chew on these tags, as I’d hate for him to get a taste for something that’s so unnatural. 

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I understand that allowing him to eat a little ink may not do a whole lot of damage, but you never know.  And, even if the damage is extremely minimal, I’d rather him not have any if I can prevent it.  My job as a mother is to make sure my child is loved, nurtured, and protected.  If that means cutting off all the tags in my house, so be it. 

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*Does anyone know if the ink on tags is actually toxic?  (The tags I’m talking about are the ones that have ink printed on them, not the kind that have stitching with dyed threads.)  I’m really curious about this.  Although, I know that even if the ink isn’t considered a toxin, it’s still not really suitable for eating!  If anyone knows anything about this, please comment!  Thanks!

Whoops! I completely forgot to post my resolutions yesterday. I guess I was too excited about my Ergo’s sweet return to think about anything else!
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Personally, I don’t really like the whole “resolutions” term. For my sake, let’s just call them goals. I want some things to happen this year, and I’ll have to work to get them accomplished. Simple as that. Sure, you could say I’m resolving to do things, but when people say that, usually no change ends up happening.
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I also don’t like the fact that you are all of the sudden supposed to quit/start something as soon as New York’s ball drops. I think it’s a much better idea to slowly transition into new behaviors, that way they end up sticking. I’ve spent my life not doing things that way, and I think that’s the reason I have such a hard time following through when I say I’m going to do things. It has to be a heart change, not just something you say you will or won’t do. That’s why, this year, I’d prefer to distance myself from the whole concept, altogether, kind of as my New Year’s resolution. :p
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As of right now, I’m only eating beans, brown rice, vegetable, and fruit. The bulk of it is organic.
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Now, we wait.

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We have to get Axel pooping regularly again. Poor little man, he’s been such a trooper. In 2-3 weeks I’ll introduce some raw nuts. (I found a great site online that I can buy “truly” raw almonds from!) We’re praying that his system will clear out quickly, and things will return back to normal.
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Besides getting our little boy’s body functioning properly, our main objective is to spend less money this year, and SAVE.  We are officially getting really serious about knowing where we put our money.  We’ve even decided to make January a “no spend” month.  (This just means that we can only buy “true” necessities, such as food (within budget), bills, and gas for the van (within budget).)  No more messing around.  Saving $1000 is our first goal.  (This is also the first step in the Total Money Makeover, which I finished reading, by the way- great stuff!)

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The next thing we want to accomplish is to eventually eat raw until dinner everyday. We want to get to the point where we eat fruit for breakfast every morning (check), and a big salad for lunch with a few nuts or sprouted seeds.  Ideally, we will have this goal met by Axel’s first birthday in May, but we’ll see how it goes.

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One of my personal goals is to exercise and stretch more.  I’d like to do this naturally, by hiking, swimming, and doing other “fun” activities.  I miss the euphoric feeling you get when your energy is exerted.  But, I really don’t like “working out,” as it feels so forced, and unnatural.  I remember being a kid, when I would run like crazy just for the fun of it.  I had no clue that I was exercising, I was just having a good time.  I want to return to that feeling.  Just being alive should make me want to jump around, don’t you agree?

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Another thing we really want to do is get some of our old debt taken care of.  Patrick has a lot of collections, and it would be nice to get some of it settled.  Stupid credit card debt can cause a lot of grief, if you let it.  It’s no wonder that one of the top reasons people divorce is because of finances.  Money can be stressful, especially when you don’t know how to use it properly!

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Overall, I just want to live better this year than I did in the last.  I want to be kinder, and more understanding.  I want to truly focus my attention on God, and not just on what I “think” He wants for me.  I want to get to know my husband and son more, and I want them to know, with everything in them, that I love them.

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This is going to be a good year, and an even better decade.  I can already feel it.

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Please feel free to share your New Year’s goals.  I’d love to hear what other people are doing!  :)

When it comes to this blog, my whole goal is to inform people.  In order to that, though, the people have to actually want to read the material.  Thus far, not many have done so.  I’m hearing from visitors that my posts are way too long, and boring. 

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Personally, I like long posts, IF they are informative, and I’m actually learning something in the process.  I find short, cutesy type posts to be a bit annoying, although an occasional pointless laugh can be nice.  How can I get my point across without boring people to death?  Any suggestions?  I want people to read, but I can’t do that without enjoyable content.

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I need your opinions, desperately.  Should I start writing smaller, less detailed posts?  Or, do you think it would be better to break posts up into a few different parts?  I’m at a loss here.  I want to continue to be informative, but maybe I’m going a little overboard with the details.  Please let me know!

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In the bottom of my last post, I gave a brief history of my first hospital experience.  I’d like to talk about that a little more real quickly.

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In the 3 months prior to my first visit to the emergency room, I was feeling pretty lousy.  I was experiencing what I can only describe as an intense pressure in my chest.  Migraines plagued my everyday life, and I frequently had a burning sensation in my stomach.  I also had a weird copper taste in my mouth most of the time.  I felt like I was falling apart.

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That is what caused me to go to the emergency room in the first place.  (It wasn’t an emergency, but I had no money or health insurance, and that was my only option.)  As I mentioned earlier, they ended up sending me home with nothing more than a $200 bill.

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Now, back to the story…

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We got to the hospital in Dallas, and we sat around for hours on end, surrounded by sick people, and drug addicts begging to be prescribed some painkillers.  When I was finally seen, I described my symptoms and they began a series of tests. After a pap-smear, fecal sample, H. pylori test, and an x-ray, they still didn’t know definitively what was wrong with me.  Finally, they had me drink this white “numbing” liquid.  It made my stomach feel somewhat better, so they concluded that what I had was a stomach ulcer.

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They sent me home with the recommendation to take Zantac 75mg.  So, that’s what I did.  After a month or so, I wasn’t seeing any results, so I decided to double the dosage.  I was now in with the big dogs, taking Zantac 150mg.

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Raising the milligrams did help initially, but not as well as I would have hoped.  It allowed me to cope with life, but I still wasn’t feeling as well as I knew a 17 year old should.

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Right before the new year, some good friends invited us to stay with them, because they knew we were in a rut.  (Thank God for them!)  Soon after moving in with them, I got some advice from a stranger at a restaurant.  He suggested that I switch to taking Prilosec, as that turned out being more successful for him than Zantac.  I did just that, and ended up feeling a hundred times better.

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Unfortunately, though, I became dependent on it.  (Like everyone does.)  My stomach no longer knew how to function without it.  I remember running out for a couple of days once, and my stomach never hurt so much in my life.  It was way over producing acid, because it had adapted to the drug, and without it, it didn’t function correctly.  I had inadvertently destroyed my stomach’s natural ability to heal itself.  My solution?  Take more Prilosec, of course.

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Fairly quickly I started to realize that what I was doing just didn’t make sense.  There had to be another way.  We started eating better, and I realized that when I ate certain foods, like beef for instance, my stomach problems would return.  Soon, the connection between my health and the food I was eating started to form in my mind, and before long, I was convinced that I had to stop drugging myself with Prilosec.

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I started trying to wean myself off of Prilosec, but it was really difficult.  I would take the full dose 1 day, and 1/2 a dose the next.  I did that for awhile, but then switched to only every other day, but couldn’t take less than that without feeling the pain.  My body was unhealthy, and unable to fix what was wrong with it.  I knew I needed to do something to help my body do it’s job.

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I researched like crazy, and came across the subject of fasting multiple times.  After talking with Patrick about it, we decided to do a fast.  We ended up settling on a 5 day fasting program, which required that we eat no food whatsoever.  I also decided to go without my Prilosec for those 5 days, which was quite a risk for me.

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I can’t even describe to you how wonderful that experience was.

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During those 5 days, I felt sickly (detox), but really great at the same time.  I could feel my body healing itself, and it was the first time I had ever consciously thought about how my body was functioning.  It was eye opening.  The most amazing part was that after those 5 days, my acid reflux was gone.  The stomach burning was gone.  The migraines were gone.  I was my old self again, only a lot smarter and healthier.

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The myth had been dispelled.  Prilosec, Tums, and Zantac were not cures.  They were simply symptom disguisers.  The commercials look so appealing.  They show people eating donuts, drinking beer, and having a grand ol’ time, all because they popped their morning Prilosec.  They claim that you will never suffer from indigestion again, and all this other nonsense.  What they don’t tell you is that you have to take them for the rest of your lives, and that you are destroying your stomach’s natural healing abilities in the process.

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People buy into this lie everyday, thinking they are just doing what they are supposed to by taking the medicines.  They want an easy out, of course, but I truly feel that most people have no idea that what they’re doing actually may be harming them.  I know I didn’t.  Sure, I was depressed at the prospect of having to take a pill for the rest of my life, but I figured that it was just a part of life.  It doesn’t have to be, though!

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Now, whenever I feel a little indigestion coming on, I either fast, or eat raw for a day or so.  Juicing is a particuarly quick solution, and always cures it for me.  By doing one of those things, I am allowing my body to focus on the problems inside, instead of having to use all it’s energy on digesting and getting rid of toxic food, and with juicing, I’m also supplying my body with readily available nutrients that are alive and fresh.

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Think about it, we are constantly eating acid forming foods, and hardly any that are alkalizing (mainly raw fruits/veggies).  It’s no wonder that we have indigestion and GERD.  (Gastro-Intestinal Reflux Disease)  There is no easy way out.  We must start eating better, or else we’re doomed to pop pills for the rest of our short lives.

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The systems of the body are so complex and intelligent, but we don’t give them nearly enough credit.  (God did create them!)  Our bodies have everything they need to cure themselves, if we’ll just give them a chance to.

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If you are suffering from stomach acid problems, I beg you to try juice feasting, or fasting with just water.  I can almost guarantee it will change you.  It sure did me.

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