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I’m always grateful that my child doesn’t have anaphylactic, “true” food allergies (true only means that they are not IgE food allergies that provoke anaphylactic shock, not that they are not really serious in other ways).

I’ve always been grateful for that for many reasons. A slip up doesn’t have the potential to end her life quickly. I don’t have to learn about how to use an epi-pen. I’ve never felt the panic that a parent must feel when their child is in the same room as a particular, harmless-to-everyone-else-around food. I’ve never seen her lips turn red and swell. I’ve never endured a night while she tries to sleep covered in itchy hives.

Perhaps now I’m even more grateful for that fact after the place where my child is supposed to be kept safe suddenly had a breakdown in the system.

A breakdown so simple it’s aggravating. At the beginning of the school year, when I filled out my first-grader’s student health form along with parents across the country, I wrote in the section about food allergies that she cannot have dairy, artificial colors or wheat. I met with the teacher. I discussed sending her safe treats.
Last year, kindergarten, I never had an issue.

But then the past few weeks my child had been acting different. We are all the way in March… just one quarter left to the school year. She went from getting “greens” for her behavior every day to getting yellows and reds. She went from getting all 7 of her spelling words correct at the end of the week to getting 2 out of 7 correct.
She came home, unwilling to eat, emotionally fragile all the time—one night clutching her stomach and going to bed around 6:30. She missed 4 or 5 days of school in a 3 week period.

Then we got a call from the school telling us we owed a cafeteria balance, because our daughter had been eating breakfast at school for the past two weeks.

We both noticed something was off with her. We both wondered… am I giving her too much sugar? Chocolate? Not getting her to bed on time? Not spending enough time with her after the recent baby was born?

Nope. She’d simply been eating all three of the things that screw her body all up. Artificials being the worst. Dairy next. And wheat being tolerable in small amounts when she is otherwise healthy, but a bad idea when she isn’t.
She figured out, just being outgoing and curious as she always is— that if she goes to the cafeteria on her way to class in the morning she gets given a second breakfast. The teacher doesn’t know she’s there and the cafeteria seemed unaware of the fact that she can’t eat there. And they were most definitely supposed to know.

We both felt a little in shock as she listed the things she’d been eating. More than enough to make her sick, make her unable to concentrate on her school work and cranky and tummy-achy at home. First I went to her teacher.
She felt awful. The look on her face when I explained the change in her behavior let me know she did.
“Maybe I should have called you when she came in with breakfast,” she’d said.

Well, yes, she should have. She didn’t connect the dots about her not being able to eat lunch carrying over into unsafe food at breakfast. Yet, I’m not really upset at her. I hate my kid being sick being an example or anything, but I’m willing to bet it was a learning experience for this teacher that might be helpful to a mom and child in the future.

That’s not even the major breakdown in the system. Maybe that’s why I’m not that perturbed with her. One teacher can only do so much when she has 20 other kids to look after. So one kid comes in after breakfast that has some food allergies—she isn’t going to automatically realize and that sucks but I get it.

It was *really* affirming to me that I am doing the right thing with my kid’s diet when a person who knows probably next to nothing about food intolerance says “That explains so much!” If the teacher saw the difference in her too, well, that makes me feel good about how I feed her.

After the teacher, I had to go and speak with the cafeteria manager and front office. That was the real breakdown.
Apparently, my child’s student health form was never sent to the cafeteria. Her name was never added to the manager’s binder. Her intolerances were never added to her name when they pulled it up and rang up the food that makes her sick.

I’m not sure whose job that is. Was it the teacher’s? Was it the front office’s job when they got the student health form and it had food allergies listed?

I mean, really, whose fault would this be if a kid went into shock? Now– if she had that type of allergy the school would probably have an epi-pen and this mistake probably wouldn’t have happened. But probably is way too large a margin for the child that you nurture and spend your life loving and raising. What if the epi-pen stayed with the teacher, and the child, like mine, bopped on into the cafeteria in the morning before class officially started?
The system to keep her healthy and safe broke down along the way in that the cafeteria never got the forms I filled out.

The cafeteria manager took me seriously, apologized a few times, entered her allergies right on the spot, and then asked me to pay the $6 for the food my kid ate. The front office ladies seemed much less concerned. I will probably write a letter about this to the principal.

What’s unfortunate is that the food she was fed is not good food for *any* human. It has no place in a building that’s sole purpose is to foster the development of the next generation of minds that will shape our world. I have no doubt my kid is not the only one that can’t focus and has tummy aches after eating Trix and Cocoa pebbles.

What’s done is done and my kid is still recovering from the effects of two weeks of bad eating. She gets a near addictive response. She’s stolen candy at the store—snuck candy at two other houses and tried to hide it—fed her little sister something with gluten that she snuck (so now I have *two* sick children).

I think a lot of parents think that if they give their kid just a “little” of the junk—in “moderation”—then they won’t pine for it. But in actuality, for many of us, it just makes us want it more. There are biological reasons for that— that I’m not going to write about now. But I hope this saga is over. And I hope my kid gets back to herself quickly.

Not only for her, but for us as parents. Her behavior is really hard to cope with. Why on earth parents thing it’s harder to eat free of artificial stuff and anything else their kid is allergic/intolerant than to deal with regular colds, tummy aches and tantrums is truly beyond my comprehension. And it’s not like I’m a good cook. I’m not. I’ve just figured out fast ways to always make homemade food and keep us healthy. It’s just easier that way.

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I can’t believe it’s been nearly a month since I’ve made a post. Every day there is something interesting, thought-provoking, or funny that I think about sharing with the world.

But what I actually make the time to post about seems to be few things these days. Since my last post we have had a Ridvan party, made homemade dairy/gluten/soy/corn free chocolates for the kids for Easter, visited the Botanical Garden here in Fayetteville, halfway put together a playhouse for the girls, been to Durham/Raleigh for Ada and her little celiac issues a few times, attended our first children’s virtues class and almost completed the garden for the summer.

But mostly, I think I have spent my time planning, phone calling, and running around for the LLL of Fayetteville’s Baby Fair. I think I could be an event planner after this.

In all this busy-ness, most days are fabulous, but a few I can be bummed out about certain things.

Anyone who knows me knows that this blog took a turn about 6 months after it started. My first posts had to do with kids and eco-friendly things and baby things, and then Ada’s colickly little babyhood began to force me to delve into the food allergic and intolerant world. Perhaps I’ve talked about it too much.

If I have, it’s only because I am a person that talks alot and I talk about things that reflect the reality of my life. Going gluten and dairy and soy and corn and everything else free over the course of two years too up a lot of time and thought and energy. Now we are only gluten and dairy free, which sounds all-encompassing but really isn’t that bad, and non-organic corn/soy free.

I have some great food posts coming too, for those that want to read them.

My outlook on life is to embrace it. That’s why I have embraced where my life has led me. I meet a lot of parents who say things like “Well, I’m not going to switch around our whole lives just for this,” in talking about their kids allergies or whatever. That’s fine and it’s there choice…. but I think that people think I’m judging them because I’ve made very different choices.

I guess I’m feeling a bit isolated, from adults, that is. There is one place we go almost weekly that tends to bring out parents that see things the way I do, and that can be nice. But lately, even though I haven’t brought up any food stuff, I’ve get the feeling I’m the crazy-food-allergy-health-nut lady. And I’ll take that title. But it seems that with that title there is the assumption that I’m judging or something. I’ve met some health ‘nuts’ that come off pretty condescending. But I’m not one of them.

I’m being a bit sensitive, it’s true. Things just add up to annoy you. As I was saying, I haven’t brought up food stuff *lately*, but at this recent play date, a comments were made that reminded me that some people simply see the kid with food intolerances or allergies as the one who is making life difficult for everyone else, and the mom as the over-protective uppity one.

I’m being overly sensitive because it makes me wonder about each and every little statement and makes me feel like people are talking about my kids when I’m not around. I know that’s taking it too far, but I can’t help it.

I guess what puzzles me to is that I didn’t even bring it up. A parent comes to me, asks a question, and then acts a tad defensive.

Then another comes, a hour later, asking if the berries my kids have are organic. I tell her yes. She tells me she used to work in the agriculture business and that the farmers she bought from wouldn’t eat their own berries b/c they were sprayed so often, and that I should defnitely get the organic ones. So then another parent chimes in and says that our kids are going to be exposed to stuff at school and every they go and that we should just do our best, and definitely seemed defensive.

And this is pretty normal pattern. Breastfeeding, vaccines, co-sleeping, natural birth, organic, healthy, food allergies, homeschooling or not— the list goes on and on. Certain topics make parents feel jumped on or defensive. One time Payman was talking about vaccines and another dad said “So you are saying I’m a bad parent, then?”

Payman made the guy feel better in the calm and un-judgemental way he responded.

But you just want to say to people, “Who was talking about you?”

Maybe I talk about food issues a lot. Maybe it’s not a topic some want to discuss. But I feel a little estranged at times in trying to find other parents to socialize with because of this stuff. Why can’t I talk about things in my life, without *you* taking it personally? I’m talking about *me*, not *you*!

Every where we go, food is involved. I mentioned at a playdate that Ada was a little sick after Easter, b/c it seems she can’t even be in the same house where people eat gluten, and this mom, who has known me since Azita was a baby, loooong before the food allergies with Ada, got up and left and didn’t say anything to me. It’s like I’m not allowed to discuss what makes mothering a challenge for me.

If Ada had broken her leg, or gotten a fever, or was born with a birth defect, I honest-to-goodness, believe these mom-friends of mine would stay and commisserate. But because it’s about food, I have no one to talk to. That’s how I feel at times.

Yesterday at a meeting I needed to be at, we had to be there at 10 and planned to leave at two. I have to get up, make a from-scratch lunch, get the kids ready, and still be prepared to dodge food bullets while I’m out and about. And that’s fine. I live by and love my choices because they have brought such health to this family— each one of us. But I also feel like no one gets it. No one understands at all. We just can’t run to a restaurant. We just can’t grab a convenience food.

I don’t like to have too many posts that rant on the challenges of being gluten/dairy free becuase I want to be encouraging. If someone is facing big diet changes, the take home message of this blog, and of our life, is that it’s totally wonderful and doable and liberating.

Maybe the take home message of *this* rant, is that it’s actually people, and our food-obssessed culture that make all of this stressful. It’s not the planning meals, the making homemade baked goods, tortillas, crackers and breads. It’s not thinking ahead or being caught hungry. It’s not cooking all the time. There are so many fast and easy foods that are perfectly healthy for us.

It’s the comments and the lack of thought and the lack of support that I feel from those that have every *else* in common with me: other mothers.

And as a side note, a few of you will probably read this that call ahead, buy brands of lollipops you’ve seen my give the kids, make sure to only have safe snacks around… and you all are amazing and I love you and you are the ones I should focus on.

I’m just stuck sometimes… do I stop talking about something that affects us so much so that I can feel like I “fit in” at playdates, like I need to be in the popular clique in high school? A few days ago, at the place that started my blue funk of a mood, I played with Ada. I spent the day with my kids, even though I was surrounded by other adults.

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I know that a lot of you guys that read my blog aren’t as worried about the foods we eat as I am.  I don’t really even consider myself a “healthnut”, because I don’t eat what many people consider “healthfoods”, like soy protien bars.  I don’t avoid animal fats or any fats (except hydrogenated and refined oils) because fat is necessary and healthy for the body.  Read Udo Erasmus Fats that Heal, Fats that Kill for more on that.

We eat whole foods.  Meat that has only been cut into pieces, not processed or flavor-added.  Vegetables fresh, only occassionally maybe frozen.  Fresh fruit.  The most processed things I eat are products that are made from rice flour–  things I bake or rice pasta.  The only thing I eat out of a box is rice pasta or couscous on occasion.

Of course a lot of this has been driven by Ada’s food intolerances, but we were already of the mind that the food we eat has more to do with our health than genetics or germs, and so her sensitive gut and immune system just amplified my point of view.

So, I’m not trying to sound like a judgemental, snooty, health nut, but it actually turns my stomach that someone at a park gave Azita Combos and she ate them.  When I read the ingredients of those things it drives me nuts.  I was talking to a Fayetteville chick named Anca the other day and she said that she hadn’t seen a supermarket until she was 13, growing up in Romania, and that it doesn’t feel right to her that food should come out of a box.  It doesn’t seem like food.

I grew up on the boxed junk, but I feel the same way.  It doesn’t feel like food because it is barely food!  So that rant aside, there is a bigger issue.

Why would someone give a kid food without asking their parents?  But it happens all the time.  Before Ada was born it wasn’t as big of a deal, but it was still annoyed that people, some who knew how we felt about artificially colored candy with corn syrup, and some who didn’t would give Azita stuff all the time without asking.

People have serious control issues when it comes to giving treats to kids.  So I was running after Ada and Azita wasn’t with this mom for more than a minute before she popped the food in her mouth.  And we were in a decently contained fenced in area— it’s not like Azita wasn’t being watched.  I talked to the mom, chatted with her, explained that the baby is very sensitive to gluten and dairy and so I’m sorry if Azita asked for her food, she sometimes gets excited about something she knows we don’t bring in the house.

And then mom said, “No, don’t worry about it, we brought enough to share.” So I assume Azita asked first but I don’t even really know.  And I didn’t want to make a big deal about it, but what if it had been peanuts (or any other substance a kid is allergic to– peanuts actually aren’t more common than others, they are less common but get the most press) to a kid in risk of experiancing anaphylaxsis!

I know the mom is trying to be nice, but plain and simple, it isn’t safe or considerate to give a kid food without asking. 

If it had been Ada I would have 2 weeks of horrible sleep, skin bumps and diarrhea on my hands.  I’ve gotten the looks, especially from women who look more like their kids are grown, middle-aged and older, that I’m depriving my kids when I ask them not to give it them.  But that’s a whole other issue— why is food *that* important, that it’s a deprivation, when there are SOOOO many things you can eat in lieu of something else.

I don’t in general like confrontation and when I need to tell someone how I feel and I know they won’t agree, I get nervous.  My heart beats, I slightly shake, my voice gets quivery.

One time a lady at Sam’s giving out samples gave Azita some junky pre-made pasta dish after we had gone gluten free (but it had corn syrup and MSG and preservatives in it, so it wasn’t even the gluten I was worried about).  I threw it out, gently of course, but she was still upset. 

We had moved on at that point, so I told Payman I’d be back in a minute and went and told the woman that she shouldn’t ever give a kid food without asking the parents.

“I was standing right there and you had no reason to hand it to her instead!”, I said.

She argued with me and said no there isn’t anything allergic in there.  Which is abot the dumbest statement because a person can be allergic to anything– the top 8 allergens are just the most common.  You can be allergic to honeydew melon and sulfites and polyester, even.

I picked up the box, showed her the “wheat starch” in the ingredients and said “My kid is in tears now and its because of you,” and walked off.

It takes alot to make me that confrontational.

Long story short, just friggin’ ask the parents.  Sheesh.

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Two people at the baby fair noticed that Ada wasn’t wearing a diaper.  With just underwear or little leggings on, she looks quite a bit skinnier than most babies walking around.  Funny, her little bottom and thighs look chunky to me, but again, without a diaper the usual noticable bulge isn’t there.

One person asked if I was doing Elimination Communication and knew what it was, and another just asked me if I had potty trained her already.  But both were very positive.  It’s nice when people are positive about a choice that you have made with your parenting that isn’t the norm or that they have never heard of.

When I first heard of raising babies without diapers I pretty much thought it sounded crazy.  It was nice that the lady who had heard of it completely got it– she said “well it’s about communication not potty training, right?”.

A gold star to her, because yes, raising babies diaper free is not about potty training.  I think that is why many prefer the term elimination communication, because it is about communicating with your infant about their waste elimination needs. 

I didn’t really get that it wasn’t like potty training at first… I thought that one of the benefits MUST be that you have a child potty trained much earlier.  But actually, I think, potty training has more to do with the way our toilets are too big for babies… pulling up and down clothes… personal hygience… the mechanics of it.

I know several moms through the yahoo Elimination Communication group— a wonderful resource if you are considering trying EC even part time– whose kids have been sitting on their little potties since they could sit, as early as 5 months.

I’d be lying if I wasn’t a little jealous, since Ada is 16 months and still won’t sit on hers.  She prefers me to hold her above the toilet or potty bowl.  But that is who she is.  And parenting choices, especially EC, are about respecting who your child is.

Many kids signal, do a hand sign or repeat the “ssss” cue for pottying.  Ada responds to the cue by peeing, and has since she was 6 weeks old, when she really caught on, but does not make that cue to tell me when she needs to go.  She may have tried a few times, but I guess she just got used to be picking up on her more subtle cues.

She gets clingy.  Ha.  That is her signal for needing to go!  She wants to be held, out of nowhere, in the middle of playing.  Or she wants to come to me after being happy with her dad.  I’ve heard of other kids who happily eliminate their waste for any caregiver.

But that’s not Ada.  She doesn’t want her dad, and she expects me to read her little mind when she wants up and down and up and down that she needs to use the restroom.

So now I get it.  I get why diaper free is not early potty training.  And, of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

With all of her GI issues, believe it or not, her potty habits have been an important part of her telling me how she feels and our communication of when her tummy hurts.  And since peeing frequently is one way that the body rids itself of toxins, I’ve actually been able to understand with her that when she pees 5 times a night as opposed to 1, it is a symptom.

I’d be willing to bet, especially from talking to other moms who EC, that EC helps you pick up on foods that affect your children and be more in tune with their bodies.

So even if she doesn’t use her potty yet, that was so, so very worth the effort.  And the effort evens out so much anyway, I don’t ever spend time worrying about diapers or cleaning up every little inch of mushed up dirty diaper bottoms.  I know you need that visual.

I’m going to take it like I did with Azita.  Show her the potty, continue to talk about it with her.  She’ll start using it, and be out of my arms before I know it.

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It’s funny that you could be happy your child has a gene that puts them at risk for a disease.  But we are.  Certainly we aren’t happy that either of our children have something that makes life hard, but at least we feel like our gut instincts with Ada are right and we are getting some answers.

Yesterday at her first appointment with an allergist at Duke, we found out that Ada does have the DQ2 gene, which puts her at a higher risk for celiac disease.  She also had elevated liver numbers, which could be a sign, but they have to draw blood again to double check, and luckily the allergist didn’t want to do that.  Ada had a rough enough time these days at it is, we’ll check the blood again in 2 months.

Actually, he didn’t want to any blood work or skin testing.  He listened to our whole story, really listened to it, and was with us for nearly 2 hours.  None of her symptoms seem to suggest that she has “true” allergies, meaning that her immune system is provoked.  Those are the allergies that can provoke anaphylaxis.

That doesn’t mean it is any less serious for her to avoid the foods that cause her trouble, probably for her entire life, because celiac disease and gluten intolerance are the kind of food issues that cause lifelong misery, even if it doesn’t get you quickly.

Rather than type it all over again, I’m just going to copy and paste my summary of the appointment that I posted on a discussion group called Foodlab where several moms know me and Ada’s story:

The allergist feels that her issues are most likely cause by gluten.  We showed him the small dots on her back, there was one left from a reaction last week, and he said it was interesting and he’d never seen it, but in a thoughtful, sincere way… not a “well that’s not allergies, you are overreacting, crazy lady” way.  He thinks its probably due to the gluten as well, since there are skin issues for some celiacs.

He was quite surprised at our story and the “red ring” and diaper free baby aspect of what first clued us in, but very, very cool about it.  When I said I cut gluten out on gut instinct he was pretty surprised.

He feels that because of her symptoms, it sounds more like gluten and that she has no true allergies to any of the foods I cut out.  We discussed trace gluten and how it could be why legumes and corn and all this other stuff causes small reactions in her, but nothing like when I ate straight gluten.  He didn’t say “oh yes, trace gluten is it.” But he said that our theory sounds incredibly plausible and even seemed to sincerely be learning from our situation.

If it’s not trace gluten, he said perhaps she has a secondary gut issue that the GI doc can help us figure out.

We told him how she always throws up chicken but not lamb or beef, and he wonders, as we do, if she’s so sensitive to gluten her gut is just having a hard time dealing with certain foods.

He said she may react to some food chemicals, which explains the red spots from raspberry and avocado, but did not dismiss it or the reasons we cut them out.  He just was great about explaining the differences between different types of food reactions. 

I told him I thought I had an egg allergy because they give me migraines, and he said that a true allergy should have an immediate response, but that certainly foods trigger symptoms in people that aren’t IgE mediated.  He didn’t dismiss anything at all, but just explained it and his reasons for not thinking we have “true” allergies.  And the thing is, true allergy, intolerance or whatever you call it, when a food hurts your body, you shouldn’t eat it.

And there are I think 5 or 6 different types of antibodies, IgE, IgG, IgA and etc.  I wonder if because IgG and IgE can be tested for, doesn’t mean the delayed responses and food triggers and thigs like that aren’t affecting the immune system too.

He thinks we should introduce each food we’ve cut out, one a week since Ada’s symptoms are delayed gastro type stuff, and intro them to her, and then after the week I can eat them too (oh sweet rice and potatoes and berries here I come!)

Y’all should have seen his face when I told him that I’ve gained weight on this crazy elimination diet.  He definitely seemed to think she gets the celiac gene from me!  And he thinks I should get an endoscopy too!

So with the scope issue, the GI doctor left him a note that she knows I am against feeding Ada gluten before the endoscopy but she thinks it’s a good idea.  He said he won’t tell us either way, but shared his thoughts on it.

First,  since she is finally gaining weight and doing well, so we might not want to mess with that.  I told him this was my opinion.  But then he said, if treatment sooner rather than later would help, we might want to diagnose sooner rather than later. 

I told him that our thing is that either way we aren’t going to change our treatment—we aren’t going to feed her gluten.  And we want to see from the scope if there is damage from trace gluten or something else, not from gluten, because we know in our hearts that’s the issue.  He seemed to think it made sense.  So we’ll see the GI doc in 2 months and tell her that.

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This book on autoimmune disorders is fascinating.  I don’t have time to extrapolate right now, but just read the first few pages of chapter three of The Autoimmune Epidemic: Bodies Gone Haywire in a World Out of Balance.   Chapter three begins on page 41.

I guess I like reading scary stuff.  All the research citations are in the book,  but so far the gist is that our immune system has to decide whether or not the things we encounter are from us, or from outside, and whether or not they are a threat.

A kid with food allergies has an immune system that is seeing something that shouldn’t be harmful as a threat.

A person with an autoimmune disorder has an immune system that is seeing itself as a threat and attacking itself.

They are related in that the immune system is malfunctioning but they aren’t quite the same.

The author talks about how in the middle of the century, medical school students were taught that it wasn’t possible for the immune system to attack itself, and thus that led to decades of autoimmune disorders being unresearched because it was such a new idea.

But now they are running rampant and there are higher rates of autoimmune disorders than there are cancer.  She also says that we recognize and call chemicals that trigger “carcinogens” but have no such word for the chemicals and environmental triggers that are causing our immune systems to go haywire.

Basically, we are so bombarded by chemicals from our furniture, shampoo, detergents, ant bait, pesticides and cars that are immune systems are taxed out by the end of the day.

One study you could look up in the book involved a pesticide commonly used on melons.  They exposed female rats to it and every single one of the 25 rats developed lupus.  And then she talks about how there are still discernable levels of DDT in our beef because these chems just don’t go away that easily.  I guess they are like annoying family members or something.

And then she cites another study where they tested the cord blood of infants at birth, and each one had something like 171 different chemicals already in their body.

And people wonder why I spend the extra money on organics.

Someone I consider to be a second mother, the lady I lived with in Grenada, died of lupus 2 years ago, almost exactly.  And it isn’t even about fatality for me, either.  It’s about quality of life.  She was sick so often.  And might have one good day a week, and the rest of the week dealt with the pain of her body attacking itself.

I don’t want me or my family to cope with that, so I guess I’m going to keep trying to keep our exposure to chemicals and processed foods as low I can.  It is interesting though, that when some people identify their food issues, their autoimmune symptoms from things like fibromyalgia and diabetes can lessen. 

So these two things are related in my mind, defninitely, because they represent an immune system malfunctioning.

Eek.  I’d rather we have the food allergies than some of the things I’ve read about in this book!  And this is why I’m so so sure that I don’t want to reintroduce foods to early or build up her tolerance.  Just avoid it for now, and maybe forever!!

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I always have great talks with the egg guy, formally known as Lamar from Faith Farms.  He’s been working hard at building up Fayetteville’s Farmer’s Market, and is one of the bigger farmers.  But he primarily brings eggs to the market, so that’s why I call him the egg guy.  He has farmland in 4 different counties and sells to IGA and Food Lion too, though.

So last Wednesday we were chatting and talking about Ada. 

“We’ve screwed up our food supply so badly I don’t know if there is anything we can do to fix it.  And she is the one that is paying for it.  Farmers and the USDA that care nothing about money have done this to her and its not fair,” he said.

He sounded so passionate about it and he’s not even the one dealing with a kid whose immune system reacts to the world.

We talk about so many topics it would be hard to explain them all or even remember each detail, but I imagine you could read that quote from him and wonder what the hell we were talking about.

He tells me so much stuff about farming and raising animals that people don’t know and, at least according to him, the FDA and USDA don’t want people to know.

I’m gonna start blogging about it after I talk to him each week.

I was thinking about it today because I got this book at the library called The AutoImmune Epidemic which looks like it should be interesting.  The author talks about our autoimmune system and how it takes thousands of years to cope with environmental changes, but that basically we’ve introduced so many toxins in the past 100 years that our autoimmune systems are going haywire trying to cope.

I haven’t gotten to the chapter on food allergies yet.  Actually I’ve only read the forward and chapter ages, but like I said, it looks interesting.

And it mentions how diabetes, chrohn’s disease, celiac disease and autism are or are related to autoimmune disorders.

Earlier today I was reading about histamines in foods.  Allergies trigger histamine release in the body (hence, “true” allergies has only to do with whether or not the food causes the immune system to react), but some foods have histamines too, which is why some food intolerances causes symptoms similar to allergic reactions.

So banana, cheese, wine, preserved meats and others have lots of histamine in them, which means Ada or someone else might react after eating them, but possibly because the food is pushing their histamine level up, but not that they are allergic to that food itself. 

Many of the foods on that list, like bananas and tomatoes, seem like they’ve caused her issues at some point, but not always.  So we’re back to that whole idea that if I keep her big allergens out of her way, she can eat a wider variety of food

Anyway, this coupled with the environmental/chemical aspect of what our bodies cope with makes it feel like some amazing mystery story that I’m unfolding.  Not only for her health, but for mine and anyone else who will listen to me.

I don’t think the whole world has celiac disease or allergies to corn and soy.  But based on my talks with the egg guy, the situation in the world with GMO’d crops, the fact that there are chemicals in our shampoos and detergents that we pretend don’t affect our bodies— I think we have to eat the purest food possible so that our bodies can cope with all that.

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