: The Sugar Monster

[Guest guest]

Hey group,

I know the title reads like an elementary school book, but that sums up what

I'm feeling now.

Little back story:

Grew up taking medicine for constant ear infections, (Amoxcillin, Ampacillin,

Sulfa drugs, etc. ) got my first yeast infection at the age of 12 (didn't know

what it was at first), battled yeast infections with every dose of medicine I

took. Pretty much requested Monistat with every prescription. The medicine

cycle ended when I had ear surgery -- at age 15. Still, I battled yeast

infections from time to time. The yeast started getting much more frequent.

I ate all carbs stuff. Needed to because I am a long distance runner and

needed the energy. Justified eating anything sugary because that's how I grew

up. Dessert after dinner, " Make room for dessert. "

Now for the present:

Two and a half weeks ago, I started getting on set symptoms for yet another

yeast infection. I didn't want to spend any money on Monistat or all that other

gunky stuff. (Who does?) I did research and ended up here. Cool.

Took the yeast spit test and saw how thick the yeast was. It was so thick

that I 'saw' the damage it had taken on my system. And for the first time, I

understood what might have contributed to my miscarriage a few months back. The

doctor had noted in his file that I had high levels of bacteria -- and what do

you know -- it was a bacterial infection that runs in the same family as

candida. Sheesh. (I have two kiddos already, so the miscarriage came as a

surprise.)

The problem? I followed the first stage in fighting candida. I cooked fresh

foods and all. Eliminated all sugar. Things were looking great over here. I

lost five pounds ( not that I need to lose weight because I'm where I'm supposed

to be.)

Then...

I crashed. The Sugar Monster seized me and I went on a sugar binge like you

would not believe. I ate everything. I'm not going to get into the gorey

details. It's much too painful.

What did it for me was... this urge... I do this a lot more than I realized,

but the very action hit me like a ton a bricks. This morning at five, I got up

.. . . as if something else was leading me... went to the kitchen . . . and

desperately tried to find some Capri Sun. I down those drinks like they're

going out of style. Lo and behold, there were none. I tore apart the kitchen

trying to find anything 'sugary'.

This is too much. I'm tired of it all, but I shake when I don't have sugar.

I understand the withdrawals. My skin crawls and I feel weird. My head is

light and I have no energy to do anything, so I go back to what is familiar to

me. I even went by the bakery section just to 'smell' the stuff. I get so

hungry that I feel like I'm starving.

What do others do?

And this is all hard for me to accept because I truly believe that a person

has control over their lives. Weakness is... unacceptable.

M.M.

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