The Very First Time I Thought I'd Passed a Worm, Egg/Ova.... Looking Back That Is.
Like I’ve said in previous blogs, I’ve been ill for a very long time, 5 years in fact. I have very aggressive symptoms. It affects my life every single day, some days are worse than others, some are just about tolerable, other days are intolerable. My blogs, thus far, consist of approximately 3 years of GP visits, hospital tests, herbal remedies, stool testing, kinesiology, colonics and more practitioners. It’s time to perhaps tell you some of my thoughts.
I am probably going back as much as 8-10 years ago when I first thought I may have passed something parasitical in nature. I only now realise that way back then I possibly passed what could well have been a worm / worm larvae / worm egg / ova. I didn’t know it then but, on looking back and with hindsight, I think it was the start to my suffering.
Anyway, going back all those years ago, I’d been to the toilet that day after suffering an itchy butt. I’d been noticing it for a couple of weeks. It almost felt like something was poking out of my bottom, I was really itchy in my bottom area. I hadn’t noticed anything really different with regards to my stools/poo, just that I’d noticed an annoying itchy itch. I apologise for being graphic but I have to be if I’m to tell you how it happened. I’d been to the toilet and decided to take a look at what I’d passed. I noticed a tiny white ‘thing’. I thought I saw it moving. I just wasn’t sure and in utter horror/disgust I flushed it away. I remember it being very, very small, quite thick and rubbery in texture and it was very white in colour. I remember I was quite shocked because I thought I saw it wriggle and move. I just wasn’t sure. In a panic at the thought it could be a worm I flushed it away down the toilet.
As the days went by I kept thinking about it but I kept telling myself not to be so stupid, it wasn’t a worm. I had basically convinced myself it wasn’t a worm and to stop worrying. After all I thought, I had no pets, I was clean, I had good hygiene habits and I looked after myself.
As time wore on, that incident often came into my head, it was often at the forefront of my mind when I thought of worms/parasites.
Even before I fell ill I was concerned with regards to my health. I was in contact with someone who was, to put it mildly, very unhygienic. It was a difficult situation for me, it was an in-law of mine, not a direct member of my family but through marriage. Obviously, we had contact, it was difficult but in the early days the situation wasn’t too bad. Things got worse over time, but I was a frequent visitor and over time I saw things that rang alarm bells and I found it difficult to visit and find excuses not to. When it’s a family member, albeit not my direct family, I still found it uneasy in finding excuses not to visit. I began to notice symptoms which this person showed, disgusting habits which clearly concerned me. I’ll give an example of how BAD things got. This person had dogs, two in fact. The person had lost all interest in their well-being, their living environment and I felt, had lost touch with reality. The house was disgusting. The words I’d like to use I can’t but it was pretty >:XX This person led, what I can only describe, a chaotic lifestyle. I’d had cups of tea on visit but it soon stopped when I saw the dogs licking out the inside of the cups! I’d also seen the dogs foul on the carpets, where it was left for some time before being cleaned up (wiped with a piece of toilet roll and that was it!). I don’t think I need to elaborate anymore. You get the picture? So after seeing all of this I began to question my own health. I began to show symptoms that this person showed. I began to get really concerned because I knew the living environment in which this person lived was a health hazard - it was needing fumigated. My visits soon ceased, very abruptly. I refused contact, for the sake of my own health I had to. This is only a briefing on what I could tell you but in short, it was pretty disgusting. I’m not even sure the cups I was drinking out of were clean. I can only assume now that the dogs had licked them clean. It doesn’t bear thinking about. It churns my stomach even to this day.
In my next blog I’ll perhaps post a picture of what I found out recently through some testing I had carried out. It’s not for the faint hearted. When I say worm, I MEAN worm! And it’s a biggy. And I don’t even mean there’s only one.
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