Names Withheld to Protect the Embarrassed

It’s Friday, everyone! And that means another Primal Blueprint Real Life Story from a Mark’s Daily Apple reader. If you have your own success story and would like to share it with me and the Mark’s Daily Apple community please contact me here. I’ll continue to publish these each Friday as long as they keep coming in. Thank you for reading!

real_life_stories_stories-1-2This is a story about a little girl who is loved very much.

This is also a story about poop.

Years ago, there was a man and a woman who wanted a baby very much. The man had no trouble making babies (he was tested by medical experts). The woman, on the other hand, had endometriosis. She was having trouble getting pregnant.

The man and the woman decided that their end goal was having a baby and that they really didn’t need their biological offspring in order to give love. They decided to forgo expensive fertility treatments and focus on adoption.

In due time, the man and the woman were thrilled to be chosen by a birthmother who wanted them to love her little girl. This birthmother was a generous and loving woman. She graciously invited them to be in the delivery room and witness the birth of their child. Words cannot express the emotions of a woman who could not give birth being able to witness her daughter’s entry into the world! The birthmother even instructed the medical staff to give the baby directly to the woman because she was the baby’s mother. (Thank you birthmother, for everything.)

The man and the woman took their new daughter home from the hospital and began their new life as a family. They had never been so happy to not sleep through the night. Sadly, the baby girl was not breastfed. What’s an adoptive mom to do? She read everything (or so she thought) about raising a healthy baby. She chose a premier formula and prided herself on feeding her baby nothing but the best.

When the daughter was four months old, she started to have explosive diarrhea, or as the man and the woman called it, total diaper blowouts! Of course, they had read about this, and it should have cleared on its own quickly. When it did not, the woman took the daughter to her pediatrician. The doctor told the woman that the daughter had an allergy to milk and she would have to go on a special formula for awhile, then switch to soy formula.

The woman was very sad. She knew that breastfeeding was the epitome of nourishment for her baby. Since she couldn’t provide her daughter with that, she believed the next best thing would be dairy milk-based formula. The woman had an innate distrust of soy products, but this was too early in her health education to put her finger on exactly what she didn’t like about it.

Eventually, the diarrhea cleared and the baby became a toddler. Then the diarrhea resumed. The pediatrician told the woman that it seemed her daughter was constipated. How could this be? She was having diarrhea. The woman was told that sometimes diarrhea will flow around a blockage in the intestines. She was given a list of things, like graham crackers, to feed her daughter. The diarrhea (and presumably the constipation) cleared again. The woman was very happy when she was told that she could switch her daughter from soy milk to Lactaid, and include other diary products with the lactose broken down, like cheese and yogurt.

Then came the acid poops.  This is not a medical term, but the man and the woman had no other words to describe it. The daughter would poop in her diaper, and before the man or the woman could get her to the changing table, the poop would start tearing away at the skin on her bottom. Every time the daughter would have a poopy diaper changed she would writhe and cry. The man and the woman were heartbroken to see their daughter so miserable. They convinced their daughter that if she would poop in the potty, it wouldn’t have a chance to touch her bottom and burn her. The daughter learned to poop on the potty very quickly!

Potty training was not finished though. As a matter of fact, the man and the woman could not understand why it seemed like they could never figure out if the little girl was potty trained or not. She wore pull-ups through age four. Some children just have accidents sometimes. At least that’s what the literature said, so the man and the woman did not worry.

As the little girl aged to five, then six years old, the woman became suspicious that bladder accidents should not be common. She took the daughter back to the pediatrician. The woman was advised to put her daughter on a timer. She would tell her daughter when to potty instead of allowing the daughter to self-regulate. This did not fix the problem.

It is important to note that the daughter did not regularly have bladder accidents. Sometimes she had two in a month; sometimes she would go for two months without an accident. At this point the man and the woman would rejoice that their daughter’s problems were over, only to find that another accident was just waiting around the corner.

Finally, the woman decided she didn’t want to talk to the pediatrician about her daughter’s wetting accidents anymore and she decided to visit an urologist instead. The urologist x-rayed her daughter’s abdomen and reported that she was incredibly constipated. In fact, she was so constipated that the pressure from her bowels were blocking off the signals from her bladder.

The woman was stunned. Still constipated? Her daughter was now nine years old! How could she have missed this? In fairness, the woman was no longer attending her daughter in the bathroom so it was not easy to judge just how often bowel movements were actually happening. The daughter’s underwear sometimes had stains of poop in it, so the woman assumed that her daughter was pooping, but not always wiping efficiently. The urologist told her that streaky underwear was often a sign of constipation in children.

The woman was instructed to give her daughter a massive dose of Miralax in Gatorade in order to clear out her system and then keep her daughter on a daily dose of Miralax indefinitely.  his did help the problem, but the woman was uneasy with the idea of keeping her daughter on Miralax for so long, even though she was told by the doctor that it was perfectly safe.

By this time her life, the woman had embraced the Primal Blueprint. The woman had had trouble with chronic health issues and was essentially dared by a family member to read The Primal Blueprint and give it a go for a month to see if it helped. Desperate to heal herself, she gave it a try. Lo and behold, it worked!

The woman, having healed herself, despite being offered various chemical cures from her own physicians, began to look at her daughter’s problems in a whole new light. She began n=1 experiments on her daughter and began re-monitoring her daughter’s bowel habits.

The daughter has blossomed into a beautiful girl, now 11 years old. The woman has learned that certain things help her daughter with bowel habits, like a daily avocado, which her daughter enjoys with a small drizzle of maple balsamic. A small nightly dose of magnesium powder in water also keeps things moving. The Miralax has been abandoned. The woman has learned that keeping her daughter away from wheat and sugar is also helpful for bowel regularity, although this is admittedly more difficult as her daughter wants to be seen as a “normal” child in public.

The man, woman and daughter have been joined by a son (also adopted) and a floppy family dog. The entire family is primal and doing very well.  The woman can tell when family members fall off the wagon based on moods, headaches or bowels, but over time she has learned not to lecture as much as allow the experiences be their teachers. The woman and daughter do have conversations about healthy food choices, which foods will aid her body and which will likely have a negative impact. Oddly enough, dairy has ceased to be a problem for the daughter. And perhaps best of all, bladder accidents have become a story from the past.

To say happily ever after would be a great way to wrap up this success story, but the story is still so open and ever changing. The woman has become a daily MDA reader and is currently studying the PB Certified Expert course. The family still faces challenges from the outside and inside (sibling rivalry, anyone?).

The best way to wrap up this story is to say this: The man, woman, daughter and son are happy, healthy and grateful to Mark and his team for the research and information they have made available to the general public. They look forward to a beautiful and healthy life together. So maybe happily ever after does fit. Yeah, let’s go with that.

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  1. Hi Family and All,

    I gotta wonder if this story was brought to us by Monsanto and their Roundup family of products? Better living through chemistry?

    I suggest that my friends find a farmer at the farmer’s market who is happy, joyous and free.

    If you eat what he eats you too will probably become happy, joyous and free :).

    Yet another amazing success story :).


  2. This is my favorite real life story ever! Great story, and I love the style.

  3. I love your writing style! I am also happy to hear that other people name poop. I had names for the styles – all parents will understand “muffins, peanut butter and pudding” oh and “volcanic” was something we hoped we’d NEVER see coming out of either end of the tube…… we always prayed for the muffins….. nuff said.
    My son would get “fire bottom” from apples that were NOT Gala and chocolate. His bio mom would give him chocolate when he visited since she LOVED it so much why wouldn’t he? Yeah, she’s not his mom so doesn’t understand that it wasn’t worth the fire bottom.
    Kids sure teach us a lot don’t they? Like listen to your inner mother when something doesn’t seem right even if EVERYONE tells you “it’s fine/safe/normal”. AND that you can lead a child to primal but you can’t make them eat. My son also wants to look normal around other kids but does so much better during summer when no one sees him eating real food.
    Thanks for the tips on keeping things moving for kids, I wish my son would eat an avocado but alas, like is current mommy, he doesn’t yet. I learned to love them so I hope he will too.

    1. Here’s another poop style:

      “…those living tribally in Africa are subsisting on a diet almost wholly composed of crudely ground maize or other unrefined carbohydrates. The very large quantity of fibre ingested by the tribal Africans has a striking effect on the quantity and the quality of the stools. These are passed twice a day and are extended like a ribbon of toothpaste some 15 in. long, and of the diameter of the middle finger. They are in fact known locally as the ‘toothpaste stool’.” — from “The Saccharine Disease” chapter 4, available online and worth a read.

      When I’m sticking to my diet I’ll produce one toothpaste stool a day, with the fibre coming from the big-ass salad I have for my midday meal.

  4. Yeah, yeah, yeah! So happy when little ones benefit so much from Primal Blueprint. Represents hope to me.

    I’m a former MDA success story. Or should I say current. And me and my wife adopted our daughter.

    She was 3% for height, 26% for weight right before switching her to real food, primal. A year later she was 22% for height, 18% for weight. Mom was homeless during pregnancy. She also has a genetic deletion most associated with small stature. Technically also microcephaly but not the ‘bad’ one. But her head size is below 2 standard deviations.

    But bottom line? She is thriving.

    My birthday is soon. So we went to a place that is not very good food. We are all resilient now and it is not an 80/20 thing but a sometime thing. Afterwards she said my tummy really hurts, she is 4 now. My wife said, yes, the food wasn’t very healthy or good quality. She said, mommy, I don’t want to go there again.

    My MDA story is in my signature if interested.

  5. Thanks for sharing. Great story–funny and yet deadly serious. I’m still surprised by how many friends I have that don’t connect their diet to their ailments. Glad you didn’t fall into that category, as I’m sure your daughter is too.

  6. Great story! Reads like a fairy tale.

    I laughed about the poop descriptions.
    (Poop jokes – it’s a guy thing.)
    I think of it as Primal – nothing better than a good belly laugh
    to avoid constipation!

    Grok on – ever after!

  7. Thank you for sharing! I’m wondering if the woman in the story or any other readers have suggested resources for would-be adopters? My partner and I are still probably three years out, but we’re beginning to plan our finances for the life event. What would this woman in the story have done differently to supplement her newborn’s healthful development (particularly in the gut biome).

    1. Try reading Brain Maker by Dr. David Perlmutter ~ it’s all about the gut bugz! He has lots of great suggestions.

      1. true true Cassandra.

        My mom babysat for a friend who did this. The baby thrived and she would bring pumped milk to my mom so he could have it for the time he was there.

  8. My daughter always complained of tummy aches. I suspected gluten intolerance because she would naturally avoid grains. She would eat the cream cheese off the bagels her mom would feed her and leave the bagel. I gave her a copy of Paleo Girl and now she makes her own food choices, mostly primal.

  9. I’m always so sad when people KNOW that breastfeeding/milk is best, but do not know that there are milk banks and women willing to donate milk all over the country. There is NO formula that can even closely compare, and donated breastmilk is usually FREE!

      1. Also wondering if they test for healthy breast milk in these banks. Are the mothers grass fed, grass finished, so to speak?

    1. I could not make enough milk for my son when he was young, we tried everything. We had to give him fourmula along with nursing to keep him from starving, which made him so sick. In the end I was blessed to meet another nursing mom who would give me pumped milk to help keep his weight up until he was old enough to eat avacado. We only got our first milk bank here ( Canada) last year. I think it’s a wonderful system but as it is the only one in the country they only really have enough milk for very sick premies. I wish we had them when my son needed it as it was heart breaking to have to make him sick to keep him growing.

  10. Your story almost made me cry. The daughter’s story could have been mine. Except that I did not discover how to heal until I was in my mid 30s.

  11. Love the honesty, humor, and style of this story! Thank you so much for sharing, but thank you more for adopting. You are obviously an awesome parent, and that little girl is so blessed to have such caring people raising her.

  12. Love this!!! My son (2 yrs old) had unexplained diareha for 4 months this past year. The pediatrician was absolutely no help. I was also told by his nurse to give my son miralax. I did for a week and the stopped. We were told to go see a pediatric gastroentologist which couldnt see us for 3 months. It was awful. Words cannot express how painful it is to watch your child suffer. While waiting for GI docs appt ( I called daily to see if there was a cancellation) I decided to take him to an allergist who tested him for food allergies. He didn’t have an allergy but was sensitive to almost every food he loves!!! After an elimination diet ( after one week) it all cleared up. We were able to Cancel appt and I’m happy to report we have introduced every food back in and he has been fine. I seriously thought I’d lose my mind. My pediatrician kept calling it toddlers diareha. Oh, and my son is now potty trained!

    1. Also had this frustration with our son, from the time he was 1 all the way until 4 years of age, when he was finally diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis. Digestive enzymes took care of the problem, but I ache thinking of how he had 3 formative years of gastric distress. Tempting to take it out on the pediatrician to miss the (rearview mirror) obvious diagnosis, but that doesn’t help us move forward. Just grateful for the digestive enzymes and good food we feed him (his typical breakfast: bacon, eggs, avocado, apple!). He’s turning 13 next week, big, strong (does lots of chinups, like his dad), and brilliant.

  13. A very moving story and I like the way it is written. The daughter is lucky to have such a knowledge-seeking and persevering mom.

  14. What a great story and so well written. Both my boys struggle with similar tummy issues and I’ve searched for answers too – miralax is not something I am comfortable with offering them. I am still working on their food (difficult when they are in school and see other kids with threads) and this success story motivates me to renew my efforts. Thank you for the inspiration!

  15. This is my favorite sentence in the entire post:

    “The woman can tell when family members fall off the wagon based on moods, headaches or bowels, but over time she has learned not to lecture as much as allow the experiences be their teachers. ”

    The entire post was great but this hit home as I have young kids with issues also.

  16. My husband and I used to yell, ” Help! We have a Vesuvius!”

    Great story. Congratulations!

  17. Your poor daughter! But she is so lucky to have parents who have persevered in helping her to find health and comfort in her daily life. Carry on!

  18. What a poorly written piece
    She has now turned into a beautiful girl ?
    Really was she ugly before
    W t f
    Did mark read this junk before it went up

    1. The words ‘glass houses’ and ‘throw stones’ come to mind, my friend. It was a delightful, humorous piece referring to how the daughter ‘blossomed’ (definition: mature or develop in a healthy way) into a beautiful girl. A different meaning to ‘turned’ (definition: change in nature or form).

      And perhaps some punctuation in your piece might be helpful.

  19. Such an apposite story of the times we eat in. So few even consider the possibility that what they eat affects them so much. What’s worse is that those mums who do, are often reviled and targeted by those who don’t. My own daughter was called “The Food Police” (and that was by friends!) because she wouldn’t let her girls eat willy nilly at parties etc. Sticking to your principles is so difficult when you are bullied and snickered at. She has the last laugh of course, two willowy blondes with no health issues. Well done to this family for going the extra food mile for their children, it’s a lesson for all those still stuffing their most precious gifts full of fast food and sh*te.

  20. I’ve been away from the computer for a few weeks and I just got caught up on the last few success stories I had missed. This is an all time great story, not just for the way it’s written but for the, well, success! Congratulations and it makes me happy that you’re all happy!