Day 59: Microbiome Update

To date, I’ve used donated fecal matter from one donor and human breast milk from one donor to give myself retention enemas. The results have been astounding. One of the most significant things I’ve noticed (aside from being cured of IBS) is that my cognitive processes have improved. Things that I thought were forever lost to me are starting to come back… like the ability to read a book and keep track of the story, or to fix things that are broken, or to focus long enough to pay my bills.

Today I ran across this article on the importance of maternal microbiota in forming the protective blood-brain barrier in utero. I found it very interesting that fecal microbiota transplant is cited as healing the BBB in adult mice and I wonder if that has anything to do with my sudden and profound improvements in mental clarity.

I decided not to use my second donor’s milk as an enema after learning that she suffered from several late-term miscarriages. I didn’t learn about the miscarriages until after I’d purchased the milk and read an article implicating microbiota imbalance in late-term miscarriage. I seriously doubt that her milk would harm me, but I decided not to risk bottom-up delivery and have been using it in smoothies and to make kefir instead. I also put a bit of her milk in my neti pot along with more L. Sakei the other day because of one persistent stuffy spot in my right sinus, and it seems to have finally “taken”. I’d had a couple of minor episodes of eyelash crusting so treated my eyeslashes with her milk twice and have had no further crusting.

In addition to drinking the human milk plain and fermented, I’m drinking raw camel milk from camels fed on a GMO-free diet, brewing ginger beer, and making homemade saurkraut. I also eat miso soup made from raw miso paste about once a week, half-cooked organic eggs, and am continuing with a high fiber diet. I’ve continued to see improvement in my gut function. I occasionally experience bloating, but from what, I’m not sure. I’ve had absolutely no more instances of soft stool and no bowel urgency. I’ve had a couple of pimples, but overall my skin is quite clear. It’s been extremely difficult lately to stick to an organic diet, or to get my supplements, because of a financial set-back that almost resulted in my utilities getting shut off, and I’m developing a deep fear of ingesting anything treated with glyphosate because of its antimicrobial nature, so I hope the new year treats me more kindly in money matters.

When it’s possible, I plan to purchase more milk from my first milk donor, and to approach the person who I’d like to be my 2nd fecal microbiota donor. When it’s kidding season, I’ll be able to puchase raw goat milk locally… it’s almost as beneficial to the gut as camel milk but much less expensive.

Day 17: Fecal Matter Transplant

This morning my friend rushed her fresh fecal matter over to me, after texting me that she hadn’t been this excited about her poo since potty training.

I had everything ready to go, having decided to use an old french press to remove larger bits that might clog the enema tube. The odor of her fecal matter reminded me of the smell of an herbiverous grazer, not unpleasant at all. What I ended up with was more liquid than what I would have liked, as I read it’s recommended that the transplant be more pastey to make retention easier… and it was difficult to retain much of it for long, but I made it about 15 minutes before my body insisted I void. I still attempted to retain as much as possible, and soaked in a warm epsom salt bath for an hour to relax my tummy.

My skin is still clear of acne after the human breast milk enema, and my digestion is good, so the fecal matter transplant will diversify my microbiota even more.

I even got away with gorging myself on no-bake oatmeal cookies the other day, without bloating… it was risky, I know, but I wanted to test my reaction with my upgraded microbiome and high fiber diet.

Day 11: Human Breast Milk Progress

This morning I consumed about 10 ounces of human breast milk, followed by filtered water. It didn’t taste as weird as the first day I drank it. I have enough left for another couple of treatments, so I’m going to save it to use concurrently with the fecal matter transplant.

I also ingested some liquid magnesium, to test how I tolerate it. I want to be able to start ingesting magnesium to repair the magnesium depletion in the cells lining my gut. So far so good.

My tummy was less bloated than usual. After dinner it did swell up a little, but for a very short time compared to usual… perhaps 15 minutes instead of multiple hours.

I soaked in an epsom salt bath for two hours, rinced in an raw apple cider vinegar bath, towel dried and applied about a half ounce of human breast milk to my skin, especially my head hair roots, including my eyelash roots, which look less puffy. I’m starting to suspect that my tear ducts are missing microbiota, which led to the Blepharitis. I’m going to look into that… although the idea of getting a healthy tear donor to cry into my face seems terribly odd and funny and got me thinking of how it would go…

Me: ok, so… I’m just going to lay down here, and you just prop yourself up over me so your eyes are right above mine.

Donor: um. ok, like this?

Me: yeah… ok, now I’m going to have to make you cry… (berating insults ensue, with some pinching and slapping thrown in)

Nah, I don’t think so. I’ll have to brainstorm this one a bit more.

One last thing: one of the benefits of fecal matter transplants I read all the time is acne clearing up within days. I wasn’t expecting to see it so profoundly from the human breast milk, and I don’t know if it was the topical or the internal treatment that did it, but there you go. My acne cleared up.

Day 8: Skin Microbiota

A few months after being given the Cipro IV, my skin aged about 10 years in a matter of weeks. I developed acne and Blepharitis, and my body odor changed, vascilating between sweet and really dank, and my hair started to feel dirty and smell really bad. Even the roots of my eyebrow hairs started to hurt and get infected.

The sweet odor is gone as I’ve gotten a handle on the worst of the yeast overgrowth. My skin has recovered microbes in the normal fashion, through touching and hugging and kissing other people, but I still suffer from regular rashes on my neck and back and my eyelashes still get crusty in spite of scrubbing them well. I decided to include my skin and eyes in my microbiome rebuilding project.

Today I prepared my bed as a nest for encouraging new microbiota, with clean sheets and blankets. I soaked in a mineral bath for an hour, and scrubbed my eyelashes well, then rinsed my hair and body with a quarter cup of raw apple cider vinegar in 2 cups of water, working it down to the roots of my hair.

Then I towel dried and used a half ounce of human breast milk all over, especially in the nape of my neck where my worst rashes start, along my eyelashes and eyebrows, and on my toes where I battle fungus that causes painful peeling.

Then I went to bed to type this. I’m hoping that whatever transfers to my sheets will continue to innoculate me until the next time I change my sheets.

I have some cloths in my bag, and I as I interact with each of my insanely healthy friends (especially those who’ve recently traveled overseas) I’ll ask them to scrub their skin with a cloth, which I’ll then sleep with in the hopes that their microbiota will help rebuild the diversity in my microbiome.