Probiotics

It was August 1975 and I was in Chihuahua, Mexico, staying in a hotel for several days.  I was seated on the toilet, reading brochures on things to do locally - when my sister Sommer, burst through the door, grabbed me by my throat and threw me from the bathroom, half way through the bedroom!

Yeah, when I travel, I eat a great deal of yoghurt for weeks before hand.  Certainly, the idea had been in my mind for at least a decade.  I know that I had been doing this since my first trip to Italy in 1966.  I had stayed healthy - well not so for Sommer ... ;)  And this was to be true for every trip away from our central German home.

The whole idea is that natural yoghurt has lots of little living things in it, which once transported into your guts, take up residency there and killing all of the micro-organisms which are not compatible.  And you get a healthy digestive tract.

Advance toWednesday night and I am struggling to survive, it had been one hard week!  I had nothing left and what little there was being killing off by the Amoxicillin.  So very ill.  Swede was over and we were having quite the day.  We did lunch at Denny's and then home.  While Swede slept it off for several hours, I was sicker than a dog in the bathroom.

Awake and pumped full of tea, he started thinking about probiotics, a term I was unfamiliar with.  Once I figured out that it was just a more concentrated attack against your guts than yoghurt, I was like, "lets do it!".

One dose and 10 minutes later I was feeling great!  And I continue to feel great!

So - Probiotics, the brand Swede found GoLive, a bit expensive but well worth the $2 a dose!