Bile this cabbage juice down
So Humaworm. I’ve been taking unnamed capsules delivered in ziploc bags supposedly filled with black walnut hull, cloves, and wormwood as well as other antiparasitic herbs, like thyme and garlic, the latter of which I can definitely confirm for the nice subtle way it keeps repeating on me.
However, my eyes cannot claim to have laid vision on wriggly, squirmy or even limp bits of intestinal freeloaders in the toilet. Of course it would be gross and disgusting, and I probably wouldn’t eat for a week after seeing anything like it, but it would be really nice to feel better. And sadly, that hasn’t changed either.
I am told to keep trudging onward with the dosage, that it can take a while for certain people to start experiencing the panoply of die-off symptoms and million-dollar releases in the pot. The only thing I have been experiencing is burning stomach pain, which the company just counsels to drink lots of water. Unfortunately, water only makes it worse. Sometimes taking Betaine HCL helps, sometimes eating something helps. If you were to ask me what I think is going on, I’d say I have an ulcer.
A few months ago a naturopath recommended I drink 4 cups of cabbage juice everyday. While I’m no stranger to juicing, the thought of drinking liquid cabbage seemed repugnant, and I conveniently forgot the advice.
Now I see why she recommended that. While I wasn’t experiencing the burning abdominal pain then that I am now, cabbage juice is good for ulcers. In fact there have been studies done showing full recovery from peptic ulcers in just 10 days on cabbage juice.
So this morning my juicer liquified two whole heads of cabbage. And then it died, joining my $10 garage sale blender, which passed on a few days earlier. May they rest in juice & smoothie heaven.
The result: cabbage juice is not as vile as I thought it would be, but it is not as palatable as fresh carrot juice, either. And the prospect of drinking forty glasses of it in the next week and a half is mitigated only by the reality that my stomach is Not Happy. I can only hope that doing so will put a smile on my face like these proud folks:
I wonder how many cups of juice they got from that honker.
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