I am not sure if it is the size or the shape of the colon that determines the frequency and quantity of bowel movements. In my doctor's office he has some drawings of poorly functioning colons, based on surgical descriptions, hanging on the wall of a therapy room. I have spent a lot of time staring at those pictures over the past five years since my first spinal injury. The pictures show unhealthy colons that are drooping, uneven in width, nearly choked off by a narrowed section, and with huge sac-like pouches. None of them look like the common idea of the large intestine. He said those pictures represents how many modern day colons appeared. As you are improving your health and diet, especially by adding needed vegetable fiber, I imagine your lower bowel is returning to its ideal shape and size.

Several years ago I had a massive release, first of what is commonly called mucoid plaque, it was hard and rubbery and studded with orange and white worms, it was almost four feet long. After the movement I jumped on the scales and was five pound lighter than I was that morning. The next day I passed another large chunk of the hard rubbery stuff followed by a couple of feet of what was obviously psyllium gel. After a year and a half of off and on colon cleansing I passed a lot of built up gunk. This only happened that one time. I have done several Colon Cleanses since and never had that kind of release.

You probably passed a lot of old stuff as well as your dietary fiber. It may take a while to get filled back up, especially if your transit time is a little slow. Cascara Sagrada might improve your intestinal muscle tone, but don't get too dependent on it. Stick with your high fiber diet, plenty of water and try some abdominal muscle exercises to keep toned inside and out.

I always love reading your posts. Your enthusiasm is infectious.

Perhaps I have a 'stretched' colon, from over-eating, or wrong eating which couldn't travel through without build-up...

...Or, a 'lazy' colon, from the same thing, or from a bad experience with too much of a senna mix, when I was a child.

Then, again, a person needs a well-functioning liver, and bile; and the oily source foods of Omega 3, and other foods, that keep the liver and pancreas functioning.

If I went 35 years on margarine, store-bought mayo, and hydrogeneated shortening, before I smartened up (which I did); and collected parasites and their slow-down emissions; I may have started relying mainly upon the colon muscles, a lot, to move things along...taxing the system, recycling wastes, and filling up 'storage spaces'.

Then, 5 or 6 cups of milk and fish chowder, containing a lot of white fish, a whole bunch of parsley, plus fresh chopped spinach, garlic and ginger, a piece of butter, and one of coconut oil, etc...on top of several days build-up of freshly-ground flax seeds and hemp seed hearts, with kelp and ginger and garlic and veggies and soft-poached eggs (for the lecithin)...during a Humaworm parasite cleanse...may have caused the entire contents of the large intestine to evacuate at once, shortly after the chowder was consumed.

And left the soup, itself, in the small intestine, perhaps along with 'deposits', the current gallstone, and parasite debris (with their poisons).

That's what I feel happened.

Then three full days without a movement [despite three drinks of 1 tsp each of castor oil, with grapefruit juice]...until the still somewhat constipated movement mentioned in the post above...and nothing in the last 24 hours...except for a dream of an excellent full evacuation happening, in the dream, in my sleep...totally unawares. (I've never had a dream about a sleep event ever before, nor one about a BM. Who was that giggling?)


In the best of all possible worlds, my whole digestive system is making a change back to healthy functioning...and all at once.

Or, today, I'm beginning a slow process of 'toning' and conditioning my large intestine back to well-being. I'm thinking of reducing the quantities of food I eat, though they have never really been that large, and upping the speed of my metabolism, over time. Perhaps these things will reduce the size of intestines, if that is what is needed.

Can you imagine ME with a flat tummy?!

I suppose greater miracles have happened...just not to me.

Funny thing...this afternoon I made a really nice spinach and brown rice and chicken soup, ate a bowl, and heated a bowl of a friend's fish and seafood chowder with some of this afternoon's soup in it, which I just drank.

And now, I heard my bile gurgling. ???

Wouldn't that be great?!

Stay tuned...

F.

I've been upping my intake of ground flax seeds and hemp hearts, slowly, but daily...with veggie and egg breakfast.

But the same old slowness still plagues me. I mean it is only slightly more comfortable, and slightly larger each time...mostly once per day, sometimes less.

Still, the color is uniformly darker olive green...not the techincolor and stripes I had in the summer and fall. I suppose that means that the huge evacuation, after the soup, had some evening type of effect on the large intestine. Come to think of it, the technicolor I had (earlier in the year) must have meant that those movements came exactly like that from the small intestine. They must have been too firm to 'blend' in any way...more like 'deposits', rather than 'stool'. (That's the success I have been hoping for...emptying the SMALL intestine.)

I had been hoping that the flax and hemp seeds would be the answer, with Omega 3 (which Telman, on the Liver Flush Forum , says does good things for the pancreas, small intestine, and liver, even helping the liver produce bile for the NEXT meal).

The amazing soup contained a complete large bunch of parsley; four or five fillets of sole (I think); milk with tapioca flour thickening; and was dished up on a bed of chopped raw spinach. Now, what could be in that to cause a complete evacuation of the entire large intestine? ...Yet become a constipated stool itself?

Maybe the fish was particularly mercury contaminated...sole is a bottom-feeder. If that was true, why would the body rush to evacuate the material AHEAD of it, and not the contamination itself?

Parsley affects the mercury in the mouth, I know, and I have enough of that, thank you very much, but the same question would apply...why would the body rush to evacuate the material AHEAD of it, and not the contamination itself?

Like I say, I had high hopes of the flax and hemp seeds, thinking that perhaps there was a build-up, but it doesn't seem to have helped on an on-going basis...only slightly, if that.

I was quite sure the soup had suddenly cleared some 'deposits', maybe even one or two parasite partial blockages, and the current large gallstone...but I've seen nothing of them in eliminating the residue of the soup. I've felt that 'something' was moving along in the bowels...perhaps I am just slower than I imagined, and those things are still to come. I just don't know what to think.

I've read that the gel emitted by flax seeds is a fine lubricant, alone. Maybe I just haven't consumed enough at one time. I know that one teaspoon of whole flax seeds, boiled five minutes in two cups of water, is enough to gel that amount of water...and that it sets up rapidly as it begins to cool. So much so that one must hurry to sieve out the seeds, if that is what is desired. Cooled even slightly, the gel will just not go through the sieve. I have tried it.

Perhaps my dislike of magnesium oxide and magnesium sulphate ( Epsom Salts ) stems from some kind of chronic 'dehydration' in my system. (I read that some people have this condition...though I don't know how it works.) A professional once confirmed that excess body weight is actually water, not fat, so how could I be dehydrated at the same time?

Perhaps my thymus, or thyroid is involved...or the lymph system. There are twice as many lymph vessels as blood vessels, I read...and the only 'pump' for lymph is movement. Besides, we only eat for the energy to move, inside and out, and to think and feel and breathe. We have feet instead of roots.

I feel, for sure, that the liver is involved in this in some way. The 'stone' I feel today is in the 'back' of the liver area, not in the gallbladder. This is a new one from the one that may have passed with the soup, I believe.

Maybe I should go make another chowder, with salmon, or something. There's lots of fish in the freezer...add a little curry, and ginger and garlic...maybe onions. I have cilantro, arugula, and spinach, too.

But, first, a nap. I am a chronic insomniac...often sleeping in the daytime.

They tell me that the liver repairs between midnight and 2 a.m. If I am not asleep at that time, that could be a major source of liver stress.

I wonder if I could turn that around in a hurry, or if it is a long slow process, like everything else that puzzles me.

Thanks for letting me get all this out. [Pun not intended.]

F.


[So, I did sleep. In three increments. 1 1/2 to 2 hours each...because despite all my 'changes' I am right back to this schedule of urgent urinating. Sigh.

But, I had nice dreams. One mark for me! That's because I am certain that it is poisons circulating in the systems that cause disturbing, wild dreams...at least in my systems.

I dream in stories, mostly stories that could never happen...and often stories somewhat related to my former marriage...how I got rooked in every way. You see, there was a small business involved, and we both had put everything into it that we had. But we lost the marriage, because we just didn't have what it took to be happy at the same time.

People behaved badly, and I'm not going to say who...so there. There was no sexual infidelity, anyway...just an inability to interact appropriately while under great stress and responsibility. Never underestimate the power of the almighty dollar to make people very unhappy. The fear of not having enough to satisfy your commitments...your honor.

I am rambling here...while I drink my Humaworm toddy. Partly because I just had a little dream that we don't recognize the warmth and attention directed our way when we were younger and 'awful' things happened.

What I mean is that sometimes people did 'awful' things to us, not thinking they WERE awful. That they thought we could see how they felt warm and loving toward us, and we couldn't...because of our youth.

My dream vision suggested that we should be taught, right from the get-go, how to recognize another person's aura, and how to separate the appropriate from the inappropriate.

For one example, I married that guy to fulfill HIS needs, but not my own. There were many things I did not know in those days.

Much later I learned that I have quite strong feelings...actual patches of tingles and 'golden glows' (often in/on my upper arms) that tell me what is really happening...and allow me to choose the path I want to take.

The stuff they pedal in music and movies and so-called 'entertainment' can't hold a candle to ones own true bodily feelings...expected or not.

Now, THERE'S a subject we should be studying!

Because, what happens if we 'swallow' our true feelings, and substitute the 'canned' feelings sold to us?

Probably constipation!

Now I'm going to make fish and greens soup.

After I wrote the above speculation about mercury contamination, I read a blow by blow description of a real mercury poisoning from a single piece of fish. Wow!

No...I didn't have that.

For all my troubles, I ain't seen anything that awful!]

Onward...

Fledgling

......................

It's now the next day, and I have a couple of things to report.

I did all that sleeping yesterday, up to early evening, a little after 7 p.m., and stayed up until nearly morning this a.m., though I did sleep sitting up for a couple of hours. The thing is that I lost some of the 'urgency' to urination. Apparently more sleep helps...which leads me to believe that more hours of sleep, lying down, may help me to overcome this problem.

(Because I go through spells of catching urine in a chamber pot...I have to climb stairs to the bathroom...I've noticed tiny red snips of 'thread' on a couple of occasions. I think they are urinary parasites. A person wouldn't notice them in a toilet. For a person with a urinary urgency problem I would highly recommend a chamber pot...it reduces tension wonderfully. You can prepare to go BEFORE the urge strikes. My pot is a pretty one that I glazed in ceramics class, and has a lid. Though I scald it with very hot water, I find I need to run a cloth around in it, too.)

Before I headed for bed this a.m. I passed a small amount of stool, easily. Interestingly it came in the form of small balls. Something was breaking it up. Perhaps the flax seeds are helping.

I did make soup last night, a simple one...two pieces of snapper and the water I had cooked it in...some spinach and arugula...an onion...ginger and garlic and some cooked brown rice...a little butter and coconut oil and Celtic grey salt. Yum! I saved the curry and cilantro for today, with rice.

Last night I read at random on the CureZone and I noticed much about going without wheat and gluten. Putting that together with some stuff I read before about how the wheat plant has been hybridized and is grown on deficient soil, therefore the plant creates different substances to make up for the losses...I now feel very strongly that we shouldn't be eating these things.

Luckily, I've had very little gluten in the past few weeks...though one person suggests that even one tiny bit sets a person back. At a holiday buffet the other day, I had second helpings of veggies, for dessert. Grin! Mixed organic baby greens with a little turkey gravy; squash and pineapple; and tiny beets. I was the only one out of 168...mostly seniors.

Since I plan one day to create a 'retirement' complex for active seniors...straw-bale housing; lots of room for specialty activities, teaching and products for sale; and community health food...I find myself day-dreaming of, say, a club at 'retirement' centers...a 'Good Movers' club. Big grin!

F.

...It WAS the parsley!

Hulda Clark speaks about Parsley Water for pets...

//www.curezone.org/clark/parasites.asp

...Scroll down toward the end.

And, I suspect that the huge movement of the contents of the LARGE intestine was from the effects of the parsley water in the soup washing AHEAD of the solids of the soup.

Though, it is harder for me to understand why the soup, itself, did not pass quickly. Perhaps it is that my colon hardens material just BEFORE evactuation. It could be from sitting too much, or from a slowness in the descending colon (the last segment before leaving the body). I had some touble in that area, once, many years ago.

There could also be a relationship between the parsley and that quantity of fish...or, the garlic, ginger, good-salt, or even my mood. I don't know.


Another Aha! moment...

In the summer and fall, when I was passing small hard stools in 'technicolor', I realize now that each color MUST have come in firm groupings, from the SMALL intestine...so firm that they did not mix with other stools but passed, often, alongside of them...sort of like 'deposits' moving out of small intestine. Hooray!

Perhaps they were more solid in texture because they remained too long in the small intestine...which then does not alter my suspicion that the main source of my constipation is in the descending colon. There were no white ones, just quite light tans, to greenish, dark red when I ate beets, and small spots of very dark sometimes.

(Today I have read that the pink pee, and red stools, after eating beets, is proof of a digestive insufficiency. I don't know if this is true or not.)


I have read a number of surprising ideas today. I'll just list them as I remember them...and I'll add any others I recall, over the next few days.


...Some parasites EAT bile...particularly liver flukes and dwarf tapeworms...and they may crowd bile ducts, etc. I'm guessing that would affect digestion and BM's quite a bit.


...The poster named 'Amato' suggested that smoking helped improve the probiotics (or mucus) within the digestive system.

//www.curezone.org/forums/fm.asp?i=1047765#i


...Tried my garage-sale zapper, again, last night, after more than 6 months without. I did 10 minutes on, 10 minutes off, then 20 minutes on. Not long after that I felt quite awful.

Throughout the day, I had been feeling strong 'bites', mainly in the extreme outsides of my waist, left and right, but then underneath my liver (which is on a steep angle, underneath the right ribcage. That was another new thing I learned yesterday.)

There were a few sharp 'bites' under my liver, as well.

Worst of all, that 'prickle' place (which I assume is in the duodenum, just below the Sphincter of Oddi, began to 'prickle' more severely than ever...just from the brush of my clothing...also when I had a good slump going in front of this computer.

I had hoped this 'lump' had passed with the amazing soup...but no such luck. It had merely not bothered me for a couple of days.

I think it is some kind of a parasite mass, or a mass of something else, created by parasites. At times it has scared the beejeebers out of me...though I would rather go down cleansing, than just sit here and feel it.

I also had a slow ache in the center of my chest, but a little to the right...not exactly in the center as it would be if it would be from a pancreatic disorder. I also did NOT feel nauseous as I would from the pancreas.

I think these are all related to ' parasite blockages' that I imagine are in there. The Humaworm is reaching deeper into my tissues. Wouldn't it be nice if these 'bites' were from parasites dying?

Anyway, all this disappeared after a nap, after I felt poorly from the zapping. It did cross my mind that this little machine MUST be working, though doing what, I have no idea.

I went through 3 or 4 years of bio-resonance on a machine that originally cost $45,000. I stuck with it because the first treatment gave me a reaction of warmth spreading upwards and downwards from my solar plexus...I knew it was doing me some good. One treatment, later, was able to erase all desire to smoke...however, I was able to restart. Sigh.

As time went along I found that it was true that the machine was NOT reaching into, say, the small intestine, and was not helping where I needed it most. I had to drop the treatments, which were too expensive, in any case.


Luckily, today, I ate a lot of cooked parsley (1/2 a bunch, saving 1/2 the water for tomorrow), this evening...with salmon, and cooked veggies. And I am watching for any more happy surprises.


...I read that an experiment has been performed which proved that more substances are removed in the urine when one sleeps in a bed with the head raised 4" to 8". The article went on to explain that all the legs of the bed must be supported, including any middle ones, in order not to put undue strain on the frame. They did say what kind of substances would be removed from the body, but I forget the significance.


...I am surprized that I don't remember all of the new things I read that day. Is that a sign of things 'going in one ear and out the other'? I'll scan the latest I added to 'my favorites'. Perhaps that will help jog my memory.


Happily, I'm going to bed earlier, tonight.

F.

...Nobody stamp their feet...or slam a door...

It's working. (Tee-hee.)

Finished my third round of Humaworm today...eating whole flaxseed on my veggie and eggs breakfast, with crumbled kelp...and drank the juice of half a pink grapefruit with 1 1/2 teaspoons of castor oil, twice in the last few days.

Leaving off most bread, too, and eating lots of veggies, mainly cooked, with a good-sized salad nearly ever day, with a mixture of good oils and a splash of lemon juice, garlic and ginger...even a bit of cheddar, and some cottage cheese...and little bits of a good three-berry jam.

And having smooth moves...twice in 24 hours...daily.

Good color and size, too.

I feel like a kid again.

The slightest sign of returning difficulty and I'll swig some more of the castor oil mixture.

It may have been helpful that the last of the liverstones dropped out of the 'holding area' into the gallbladder...and has been trying to move out. Bile must be flowing better now.

By the by, yesterday I noticed that I have been quite hesitant, for (mumble) decades...and decided not to be, anymore. ...NOT aggressive, but sure...noticing where I feel confidant, and where I feel I need more information.

:D

Now...where are those wildcats I'm supposed to whip?

I'll let you know.

F. for Progress