IS VITAMIN D3 MAKING YOU SICK?

I’d like to share a personal story about Vitamin D3, just in case this happens to you or someone you know who suddenly gets mysterious symptoms after taking this supplement. I live in a maritime temperate climate where its normally overcast with clouds much of the year until mid-late summer. So getting enough sunlight for good health and vitamin absorption is difficult, and Vitamin D3 is the standard remedy.

A few years ago, I started taking D3 because of all the advice about its benefits while living in such a rainy climate like Western Washington State. Within days, my legs started blowing up with water retention, my eyes started swelling and itching, I was wheezing when I breathed and other symptoms of what looked like a histamine response to an allergy of some sorts. At first, I didn’t make the connection with D3, but as I starting thinking of all the things I had eaten/ingested over the course of the previous week, a daily D3 gelcap was the only new thing I had introduced to my diet.

I checked the bottle for the ingredients of what actually made up D3. The source was “Cholecalciferol”. So I looked it up on Google:

“Cholecalciferol is produced industrially for use in vitamin supplements and to fortify foods. As a pharmaceutical drug it is called cholecalciferol (USAN) or colecalciferol (INN, BAN). It is produced by the ultraviolet irradiation of 7-dehydrocholesterol extracted from lanolin found in sheep’s wool.”

Yikes! Now I know why I blew up like a balloon! I have a sensitivity/allergy to sheep’s wool. Lanolin is the common active ingredient used in D3. Not only was this a sudden discovery, but it solved a 30+ year mystery for me as well. In 1985, after giving birth to my daughter, the hospital nurses gave me a tube of lanolin to use after I nursed her, so I would not develop friction sores in the first few days. Well, it did just the opposite. I blood blistered terribly, looked like a leper and toughed out the first weeks of nursing in spite of that. I did stop using the lanolin after a couple of weeks because it didn’t seem to help, but I never made the connection back then that the lanolin caused such an adverse reaction.

But then I realized that even FURTHER back in time, when I was a wee, I had sheep’s wool sweaters that I hated because they were so itchy. I think I broke out in hives and contact dermatitis, and because I was a little tomboy usually running around shirtless in the rurals, it was mistaken for poison ivy exposure instead. Since allergies are often genetic, its quite bizarre, knowing my mother was from a long lineage of English-Irish heritage, people whose cultures have a long history of raising sheep.

So…three of my life’s mysterious incidents were solved in that one instance of looking up the D3 ingredients. If I erupted in blood blisters on my skin using lanolin externally, what the heck do my insides look like when I ingest it? I shudder to think about it, but it seems super-dangerous for supplement and pharma companies not to list the actual source that comprises the Cholecalciferol they are using. Sheep’s wool allergies are not uncommon, but its not the wool, its the allergen of the lanolin itself which coats each fiber in the wool.

Here is a good article on the wool lanolin allergy:
https://www.healthline.com/health/wool-allergy

CAUTION: READ THE INGREDIENT LABELS: Multi-vitamins often have D3 included in them, so just be aware of that. Any foods that are labeled as being as D3-fortified or has cholecalciferol in the ingredients most likely contains the wool-derived lanolin. Many beauty care products and medicinal topicals used on the skin and hair also contain lanolin.

Since this revelation, I have been using a Vegan D3, made by “Country Life” brand, where the Cholecalciferol is sourced from lichen and have suffered no adverse reactions.

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WHAT’S THAT, YOU SAY?!

On the topic of selective mutism, some dumdums who write the articles on it often leave important aspects of it out with regards to the mutism carrying on into adulthood. After childhood, it can be outgrown or adapted to be of benefit in adulthood, its not always about “anxiety” of speaking in mixed company. It can be about:

Maybe I’m Zen and just want to listen.
or
IDGAF about what these boring people are talking about, yawn.
or
Related to the previous reason, I can tune the surrounding hen-cackling world out to pure silence to attend to the brilliant ideas circulating in my head instead.
or
My voice is not shrill enough to be heard above the cacophony of noise in this place and it hurts to speak in a higher register.
or
If I say what I really want to say, everyone will react like I’ve come for their firstborn.
or
I’m being demure and there’s a man in the room I wanna seduce with just my eyes.
or
I just don’t have anything of real value to add to the conversation.

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BAD FORM!

Women…

Quit being such BIG MOUTHS.
Stop the KISS and TELL nonsense.
STOP AIRING TO MIXED COMPANY, THE INTERNET OR THE PRESS YOUR PERSONAL RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS THAT DON’T INVOLVE CRIMINAL ACTIVITY THAT NEEDS TO BE REPORTED.
You’re just making yourself radioactive from either fixing your current relationship or having a successful future relationship with someone else. Men judge you by how you speak about your Ex, because it could be them one day that you’re ranting about.

MARK. MY. WORDS. No man wants a FISHMONGER’S WIFE, got it?

Only the worst of the worst lowest human denominator wants to know the intimate silly details of your failed relationships, mainly to exploit publicly or find some vulgar amusement with it. Above all, think of what your children have to face from their peers because you can’t keep family matters private when you keep feeding the gossipmongering beasts.

Have some bloody class.

When you move on, you move up.

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A WOMAN’S WOMB

is a sacred 3-D printer of life.

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WINNER, WINNER…

I dreamed last night I made a Southern roasted chicken dinner with mashed potatoes and all the trimmings for my future beau and I woke up just after making the gravy. The dream went through all the various steps to prepare each item from start to finish. WTF, I’m domesticating in my sleep.

This reminds me of the time when a militant feminist mocked me for cooking meals for my then boyfriend. She tried to shame me for serving “wifey” duties without being married. I had to remind her that as far back as time has been recorded, the woman cooked meals for the man BEFORE marriage as part of her role in the courtship. It was believed it was the way to a man’s heart, but more importantly, the man needed to know his future wife had competent domestic skills to properly run his household. In a sense, it was an audition, at least with the common working man living a simple life, looking forward to a relaxing, good meal at the end of a hard work day.

I recall there was an experiment done with professional chefs that involved chefs who were happily married and chefs who were going through a divorce. They were all given the same recipe to prepare. Guess who’s food won the taste tests? The happier chefs. Good food is love in translation in its own way, a reflection of the passions of the cook passed on to their diners. The same thing happens with the woman (or man) who loves to cook for their partner, family and friends. There are few times that are happier than a group of people getting together for good fellowship and dining on a well-prepared meal.

And if you accidentally burn the dinner, the dogs will love it and there’s always take-out…

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BRAINS ARE SEXY, BUT ONLY WITHIN THE CONFINES OF YOUR SKULL.

“If you want to find the secrets of the Universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.”

Nikola Tesla
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MY PRESENCE TRIGGERED A SPONTANEOUS GRAND MAUL EXORCISM AT WORK TODAY.

There I was, strolling carefree across the parking lot, when all of a sudden…

This demon-possessed female began to spattle out chunks of apple while screaming expletives and insults in a state of rage at me.

I don’t even know how to fill the paperwork out for something like that. Should have had my camera rolling, but it caught me off guard.

Can someone please turn CERN off?

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WHY ARE YOU LUNATICS STILL BEATING THAT “AMERICA IS A WHITE SUPREMACIST, LGBTQ-PHOBIC NATION” DRUM?

In 2008, Americans like me voted-in a bi-racial, gay Muslim President who is married to a black female transgender…TWICE.

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G-A-T-A-C

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WHOMEVER

starts making G-Rated films again will rule Hollywood.

Parents are getting sick of the rude humor and sexual innuendo in films that are marketed to kids under 12. As adults get older, they often become more conservative in values, especially after they become parents. Any film producer who does not realize this demographic shift is an idiot.

Looking at you, Disney.

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