#Digestive Health:

[foodwithrecipes]

Gulab Jamun. Gulab Jamun is related to Persia. According to Persian terminology, a rose is made up of gul and aab. In this, Read the full recipe

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[dogpantry]

please watch my scrungly old man kiss the inside of a glove

[catmask]

what is it about trying to learn health facts or hygeine or body care that after a certain point it tailspins into online fanaticism. why does my mom believe gut health powders meditation and sunlight mean she will never die or age. girl i just want to find a good yogurt brand

[manjirinadkarni]

Happiness Chemicals

[thebibliosphere]

I fully appreciate this colonoscopy prep leaflet being straight up like, “you’re going to be in the bathroom for a while. Now would be a great time to listen to a podcast or read that book you keep putting off!”

I flipped the page half expecting to see a recommended reading list that just said "War and Peace." But alas, just more symptoms I can expect to experience.

[wandoffire]

HERBS for Digestive Health🌿

To help improve and ease digestive disorders and issues.

Ginger

widely used to treat nausea, bloating and soothe digestive issues

Turmeric

used for digestive weakness and inflammation

Chamomile

helps settle inflammation and anxiety related stomach issues

Fennel

great to reduce bloating, cramping and relax stomach muscles

helps break down food

Cinnamon

helps regulate circulation, blood sugar levels, and digestive function

Rosemary

supports healthy digestive functioning

Increasing your consumption of some of these even slightly could make a big difference over time! Should be used with caution.

[faeriekit]

Health and Hybrids (XVII)👽👻💚

[I can't remember the original prompt posters  for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and the prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]

PART ONE is here PART TWOis here PART THREE is here PART FOUR is here and PART FIVE is here PART SIX is here and PART SEVEN is here PART EIGHT is here PART NINE is here PART TEN is here PART ELEVEN is here PART TWELVE is here PART THIRTEEN is here PART FOURTEEN is here PART FIFTEEN is here PART SIXTEEN is here and we're limping into part 17...

💚 Ao3 Is here for all parts (now featuring mediocre mouseover translations, only available on a computer)

Where we last left off... Two! Words! In! English!!! And a television? Hardcore!

Trigger warnings for this story:  body horror | gore | post-dissection fic | dehumanization (probably) |  my nonexistent attempts at following DC canon. On with the show.

💚👻👽👻💚

Danny can raise his head now.

Only a little. It still hurts his neck for a while after. But his arms and his head both rise, now. His fingers curl, now, too.

The result is that Danny can now watch and change his own television channels. No more news! Now it’s all Food Network, all the time, baby. The result is that sometimes the doctors tending to him get distracted by various pasta dishes, but also. Danny is also distracted by various pasta dishes.

And roast chicken.

And fried potatoes. Every potato ever, actually.

…It makes eating his oatmeal a more awful ordeal.

“Aw, dyrling, na þa sæd egean,” the lady says to him, spoon at his lips. Danny weakly moves his arm towards her, but only manages to hit her elbow with the heel of his thumb. “Inne cwic tima, gise? Hiere þa læce.”

Danny is pretty sure his face is a nightmare to look at at the moment, but he still makes the world’s saddest expression at the lady, because she hasn’t blasted him or hit him or even sedated him yet, and he needs something. Anything.

He’s pretty the lady makes an equally sad look under her medical mask, but Danny is hungry and he’s tired all the time and he’s sad and he wants a cheeseburger. Or fries. Or…or anything at all!

Danny’s look gets progressively sadder, and the lady gets progressively sadder to match, and then they’re both just looking at each other so very sadly until a doctor physically has to cut between them to reach for Danny’s green-speckled blankets.

Ugh. Great. Now he’s cold too. He can’t quite muster a glare, but the doctor gets an extremely stern squint from him for their “help”.

The only response Danny gets is a half-strangled laugh. That is not the response Danny needs. He needs immediate respect and a Nasty Burger number two special.

And a new blanket.

“—Eall dæg?” the doctor asks the woman, but not Danny, and then he has to listen to everyone talking about him in a weird language without even pretending to ask for his input. It’s extremely annoying, and Danny half-considers falling asleep to avoid it. His gaze slides back to the television. He’s just as capable of ignoring everyone else as they are. He bets it sucks. He hopes it sucks.

They talk for a while, but then the lady takes the oatmeal away—and hey! Danny’s eyes widen and sting from the stretch. Uh. Maybe he didn’t think this one through. He’d still thought he’d get lunch out of this.

Um. He would like to continue to receive meals. But he’s watching her walk out with his oatmeal, which is the only human food that’s ever been given to him here, and…

Danny’s stomach cramps. It’s probably just anxiety.

He wishes he’d eaten the stupid oatmeal.

The doctor stays with him, setting the blanket into a laundry bin and checking over Danny’s body (ew) (gross) (nasty) for whatever they have to check on him, and Danny tries to go intangible at least four times during the check only to get oWOUCHOW jerks inside his core. At least one time, he flickers invisible. Not much, he thinks. Probably just an arm and the chunk of his torso.

The doctor pauses. Danny waits for things to (start to hurt) get worse.

“Mæg Ic?”’

…Danny doesn’t move. It hurts to breathe. Every time air scrapes through his nose and mouth, it burns a little more.

The doctor doesn’t move.

So they just.

Wait.

“Mæg Ic?” the doctor asks again.

They move very, very slowly. They touch him, and his—skin—and they rotate him to check underneath him. If they find something of whatever it is they’re monitoring him for, he gets wiped down with something gooey and wiped clean, and sometimes he even thinks they bandage him.

Danny wishes he had a bath. A whole, real bath. Where he could wash his own hair. And wipe off whatever this goo is.

When they’re done, the lady comes back in.

The sound of the door latching shut makes Danny flinch. Is she going to punish him? She walks to his bed. With her medical mask over her face, Danny can’t see if she’s visibly mad at him or not. She doesn’t look mad though…does she?

She stands to his good side, presumably so that Danny can see her. The oatmeal is back—it looks kind of gloopy, though, like it’s been badly reheated. The lady shows something to the doctor, who makes an irritated groan, and then they start talking to each other again. She cuts off to show him something, though—

Danny blinks. She’s showing it to Danny. He…looks down at it.

It looks like a mustard packet. It’s a black packet with yellow streaks, with writing on it with those letters Danny’s never seen before coming here, and it takes his eyes a second to focus on the package before realizing that there’s a little bee and pot on one end of the packet.

Oh. It’s honey?

Oh!

…Oh!!

Danny jerks upright, and, OW, and he definitely scares the lady and the doctor who rush to settle him but there’s honey?? Flavor??? His food can taste good again??!

He wheezes— and slaps a stinging hand onto the packet. “Pl’s?” he begs. He’d stopped begging in the old labs, no one there had listened to him—and he’d stopped begging for them to be gentle, to stop hurting him, to let him go. But for food. For food that tastes, Danny might do anything. Anything. “P’lease? Ple’se? Pleese?”

“Pleece?” the woman repeats, baffled. The word doesn’t mean anything to her; she’s only repeating the sounds. But Danny can’t stop begging.

“P’lease?”

“Pleece? Pleace?”

“Please?!”

“Awrite þis,” the woman mutters, and the doctor leaves. “Bist wel. Eom hebbjan eower wist. Es wel.”

And that still means nothing to him, but the lady gently lifts him up until his back can lay on the pillows, and he can sit more than lay. Danny watches in raspy silence as she rips the packet open and dumps the contents into the oatmeal. She stirs with gloved hands, ensuring that the packet is equally distributed. And then there’s a glob on her spoon, and the spoon to his lips.

Danny takes a bite. Tears well.

“Shhh,” the woman coaxes. “Wanian ma?”

Ma sounds kind of like more. Danny opens his mouth, and is rewarded with another spoonful.

He doesn’t start crying in earnest until the bowl is gone. But that’s alright. The lady finds tissues, somewhere, and he gets to look into her human-blue eyes as she carefully dries over and around his still-soft, green-edged wounds.

It’s a very nice gesture.

Danny sobs a little harder.

[ofmiceandwomen]

Magic time! You can get rid of one of the systems in your body without any consequences. 🫀🫁🧠👂(Unfortunately, irl there would always be consequences. Otherwise I would already give up my digestive system and reproductive as well)

Please reblog for the sample size. Let’s find out the most unpopular system of the human body.

[copperbadge]

I was tagged in this elsewhere by a couple of people but it was a long, somewhat alarmist, and repetitive post, so I thought I'd post a link here -- normally this is the kind of thing I'd save for Radio Free Monday but it appears to be a bit urgent.

Short version: Daily Harvest is voluntarily (if incompetently) recalling one of their products, Lentil and Leek Crumbles, after multiple reports on Reddit and other social media that people are being hospitalized with organ damage after eating them. If you have them in your home, ditch 'em, and if you've eaten them and gotten sick, this is a story you need to be following.

There are theories that it could be caused by an extremely dangerous mold spore creating aflatoxins in the food, and that's super scary because aflatoxins are nothing to fuck around with. But this is only a theory, and the only reports anyone is citing right now come from individuals on social media -- as of 6/22/22 the FDA has yet to comment and is still in the process of testing, and Daily Harvest has not been able to definitively state what the issue is. This is not to say it's not happening, and certainly you should either throw out or return the crumbles immediately; with this kind of issue you may want to get rid of any Daily Harvest products you have full stop. However, remember to check sources and read critically, and make sure you're spreading good info.

[biohackhealthnow]

The Holidays are here, and so are delicious meals. Let's give our gut some extra love and support for processing these delicous foods for us and keeping our digestive system optimal and healthy 💛

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

Autism & GI Issues

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[mindblowingscience]

Crustaceans, insects, and mushrooms are rich sources of the dietary fiber chitin, which activates the immune system and benefits metabolism, according to a new study with mice. Digesting a crunchy critter starts with the audible grinding of its rigid protective covering—the exoskeleton. Unpalatable as it may sound, the hard cover might be good for digestion, the new study suggests. For the study in the journal Science, researchers found that digesting chitin, an abundant dietary fiber in insect exoskeletons and also mushrooms and crustacean shells, engages the immune system. An active immune response is linked to less weight gain, reduced body fat, and a resistance to obesity. “Obesity is an epidemic,” says Steven Van Dyken, an assistant professor of pathology and immunology at Washington University in St. Louis. “What we put into our bodies has a profound effect on our physiology and on how we metabolize food. We’re investigating ways to counteract obesity based on what we learn about how the immune system is engaged by diet.”

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[sidewalkchemistry]

Eating enough fiber per day is the best prevention against digestive & gut issues (IBS, SIBO, Crohn's, colon cancer, constipation, painful bloating, etc). Fiber is one of the major nutrients which people today are undernourished in. In fact, it's estimated that the average Westerner eats about 80% less fiber than early hunter-gatherers did. When we're spoiled for affordable & accessible choices in this day & age, it's very weird.

Reblog to remind your followers to get a delicious plant-based dish/snack in -- whether that's in the form of a curry, smoothie, soup, fruit salad, buddha bowl, even veggies & hummus

[bones-and-earth]

I NEED HELP!!

Tw: Emeto

I’m sorry to come to tumblr for medical advice but my health is rapidly deteriorating. I have not been able to digest /hold down / or even swallow food,pills, and drinks in about a month. I can hardly breathe even on a good day. I have been nauseated, cramping and very frequently being sick. And dry heaving almost 10 Hours a day. Blinking is even giving me motion sickness. I have lost 15 pounds in the course of three weeks from my lack of appetite and inability to digest. Which all sucks given I am already physically disabled and chronically ill to the point I need a cane on a good day.

I went to the ER- all they could do is give me some IV’s and slap two prescriptions on me for only 2 symptoms In which neither worked or i could actually bodily handle. they pretty much said since they couldn’t see an infection using a CAT scan- “it’s nothing bad just take these.” I immediately got sick after using a dissolvable prescription strength anti-nausea medicine.

I can’t stomach laxatives either. If I pass out they’ll just send me to the same ER room in the same hospital and tell me to go home.

I have to wait till tomorrow to even talk to my doctor who I saw last week. Who may not be able to see me till the 11th of March. I’m scared.

What should I say or do to have medical professionals even begin to believe me? I don’t have a medical advocate and doctors rarely believe me even when I’m having a panic attack from the pain or openly sobbing with a pulse rate of 150 bpm.

I know no one here is a medical professional but I’m hoping someone with a similar situation as me or similar conditions can give some advice.

[goldkirk]

question: have any of you personally seen a dietician (not looking for experiences with nutritionists, only dieticians), and did you find it helpful or useful, and if you did see a dietician and you ALSO have seen a GI doctor, how did the experience compare for you in terms of helpfulness + how much you felt listened to and helped?

[morethansalad]

I don't know if any of my followers here are into Human Design (it's a bit like astrology, but a bit more practical in its application).

A lot of people try to eat intuitively, or find a way of eating that suits them. But that's difficult to do when your mind is clouded with so much conflict over what is best. Diet culture has poked its head into many healthy eating spaces time and time again. And every body is different, with different needs. So, you have to let go of all the crap to really start tuning in with your body and nourish it properly.

In Human Design, there is an aspect called digestion (or determination). It dictates how you most efficiently digest/intake information. It's not just limited to food (food is information for your cells). The digestion aspect challenges you to step out of how you may have thought you ought to eat (or learn) (or live in general).

I have some guides on reading & interpreting your Human Design chart over on my other blog. The Primary Health System: HD Variables post talks particularly about finding your digestion/determination aspect. Or, if the Human Design system is not your thing, I have a SAD Diet Transformation series (to help you get out of patterns of eating that don't bring you joy).