Raw Food – Day 8: Reintroducing flax seed oil and cottage cheese.
So today I started on the core element of the Budwig protocol again. That is a mixture of flax seed oil and cottage cheese. The point of this is to get the anti inflammatory properties of the omega three fatty acids into the cells that need them, i.e. the cancer cells. There are a lot of big claims around this one, and I must admit to not being overwhelmed with the science. However there are a large number of testimonials on the chat group that has most of the info on the diet so I am prepared to give it a go. I have tried this twice so far with limited success. However during the past two attempts to utilise the mixture I have had problems with digestion. I am hoping this time that the raw food will improve my bodies ability to cope. We will have to wait and see.
Totals for the day:
Calories: 1956 kcal
Calories from fat:59%
Stats for the day:
Morning weight: 65.5kg
Morning pH: Urine 6.8
Evening temperature: 34.0
Evening pulse: 60
Evening pH: Urine 6.8
Wow, how did that happen. 59% of calories from fat. That is insane. The answer of course is that on top of my fat cravings from yesterday carrying over I also had the FOCC mixture again for the first time. This involves 2.5 T of flaxseed oil before I even start on the day proper. So it is not quite as bad as it looks. However it is not great either. I didn’t feel all that well, in the evening and that night I did not sleep well. Tomorrow I will endeavor to eat more salad type things and fewer nuts and oils.
Evening pH not great. Will see what I get tomorrow. Might be a result of the cottage cheese which is acidic. Warrants more thought.
Going downhill. With every day of slightly worsening condition I get a bit more despondent. The draw of alcohol is growing again. It is getting harder and harder to ignore my food cravings. I need something to change. Have changed my meditation slightly in the hope of improving things, not sure if it will work. I am not far from just going back to juice fasting. Now that I think about it it is strange to have the two extremes seem comforting, throwing it all in and getting drunk and ramping it up and only having juices. I guess both are a form of self punishment. Hmmm, an interesting insight into my mind. I continue to feel melancholy after lunch. Lunches tend to be more complex. Maybe the secret is not the type of ingredient, although that may play a role, but the number of them. Tomorrow I have planned a salad. I will see if the same feeling occurs.