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Augmenting Glutathione

Glutathione is one of the tablets I wake up and take as if I’m attending to daily Gospel prayer; after I’ve been to the toilet that is. In 2009, after regaining my health, I stopped taking it. I mean, who’d want be stuffing themselves with vitamin pills when they feel so healthy? Me, that’s who. The next time I make it out of here, I’ll still take all the supplements that are helping me now. However… For the last two years, well, yes, it has been exactly like a religious practice: it’s just something I have to do.

Taking Glutathione is one of the few supplements that all my doctors agree on: it was Professor Rob Allen, Doctor of Environmental Medicine, here in Melbourne at the NIMM (National Institute of Integrative Medicine) Clinic, who first recommended them, a while back, before I recovered, way back in 2007—my health had improved, but I was still chronically sensitive to chemicals so that’s when I began seeing the good Professor. Now, Dr Colin Little, my Immunologist (whom I also see), is not big on vitamins—except for vitamin D, or anything else that shows up missing in a blood test. He’s not hot for natural therapies either for that matter, but this supplement is one of the few he advises is beneficial to take. So, along with my two favourite—but more importantly, knowledgable and helpful—doctor’s input, and my own antidotal evidence, this mineral is real firecracker!

If you haven’t heard of this important trace mineral, then know this: when enough is present, it helps prevent cancers and most other diseases. But when it’s not, in contrast, low levels, are associated with damage to all bodily tissues and much poorer health. Glutathione helps regulate the detoxification process and scientific studies have shown that people with immune disorders, or people deficient in Glutathione can have trouble detoxifying chemicals, particularly, heavy metals, like mercury. (It’s funny, in a you’d-think-this-is-a-bloody-corporation-money-making-conspiracy kind of way, that dentists are filling people’s mouths with mercury (amalgam) fillings, then these same people, after getting ill (cancer, chemical sensitivities, chronic allergies, chronic fatigue, ME, and many other immune dysfunctional disorders) are then paying other dentists to have it removed, and then seeing natural therapists in the hope they can detox it from their bodies—I’m not saying mercury is to blame, but all of us who are sick, and can afford it, are having our mercury amalgam fillings removed. (I did, and I promise, I’ll share the gist of this little gem another time!) Glutathione is already present in our bodies—in all mammalian cells actually—but may be especially important for organs with intense exposure to exogenous toxins (coming from an external source and effecting internal areas) such as the liver, kidney, lung and intestine. (Ring any bells here?)

Now, I take it in the capsule form; there are two types, I keep handy: the Deluxe Scavengers, made by Metabolic Maintenance, which come over from the US. (For Australians and New Zealanders, they can also be sourced from FxMed in New Zealand (NZ), but places in the US like I-Herb, and NEEDS are, by far, cheaper; especially if you buy a few bottles to cover the postage: you will save a lot of money if you live in Australia.) The other bonus about getting them from the US: the ones from I-Herb come in a glass bottle; the ones from FxMed in NZ are in plastic. Same product, different packaging. (Now that I’m living down near the beach in my awesome beach house, in much fresher air, with this intention of healing my health, and the beginning of seeing it improve all the time, I now find myself travelling to Uni, and then later to see my daughter, and then home again: I want my vitamins to be kept in glass because the car can heat up; it would be idiotic to keep them in plastic—PBA free, or not! Not that I have problems with plastic (Wow! One chemical I’m not sensitive too!) but there’s caution to abide by here, cause I know of many other chemically sensitive people who have become extremely physically reactive to it!)

 

The Scavengers also have a lot of the supplements recommended in Dr Martin Pall’s protocolThe Tenth Paradigm: Vitamin C, Q10, Vitamin E, A, B12, zinc, N-acetyl cysteine (NAC), Flavonoids, Vitamin B6, and Selenium. Professor Allen recommends I take these, and other things, three times a day, but depending on whether I have any gut issues or not (usually meaning I’ve had high chemical exposures), then that will decide if I take them. For me, I’ve found that some days I’m better off not taking anything at all. For a while there, oxymoronically, I was taking so many vitamins, desperate to get better, yet feeling incredibly vomiting-in-my-mouth kind of sick from taking so many at once. (My last post was about an Elimination Diet that I’m on right now, as of March 2013, which is proving to have a lot to do with relieving me of these awful symptoms. I’ve lost a lot of weight, so I really need to work hard at ‘Being’ Healthy :)

The other one I take is just plain Glutathione; a brand called Thorne: Like a prayer where I’m down on my knees begging (for relief), I always take this after an exposure  when suffering with symptoms. These are at the same dose, 100 mg, but also have 120 mg of vitamin C, which not only helps me recover quicker, but, studies show vitamin C is needed for the body to be able to process Glutathione (Also need is Selenium (which is already in the Scavengers).) Neither of these options upset my digestion, which is rare for any tablet or capsule these days.

Interestingly, there are other ways to take it: here’s one that comes highly recommend from the chemically challenged women over at the Anglefire blog, and author Katherine Treat’s allergictolifemybattle: Intravenous Glutathione injection, which apparently, is a far more intensive and concentrated way to do it. And one that delivers spot on results. Professor Rob Allen has agreed that I could do this, but besides the fact of not having Private Health insurance, I’d be even the more sorer off, having to travel to his rooms in Malvern on the other side of the city to do this, and we both agreed that the chemical exposure from the traffic fumes, and possibly fragrances on other patients in the waiting rooms, would outweigh the benefit of doing it. So, bring on the capsules. Treat has pointed out that, although of great benefit to the improvement to her health, it leaves her feeling drained of energy, especially along with her Low Dose Antigen (LDA) treatments.

And, there is one another way, using a nebuliser (like the one in Dr Grace Ziem’s Neural Sensitisation programme), or via a nasal spray, which I’m particularly interested in. It’s just another way to get it into the body; but because my symptoms are mostly upper respiratory, my eyes, and/or /cognitive after an exposure, inhaling it seems like a satisfactory way to get it. However, it’s also a cost I can’t even consider while renting my little palace out near the ocean; also, it’s not a popular treatment that I’ve heard of many people doing over here, in Australia; but, I do know that if a person really wants to, they can have it made up at a Compounding Pharmacy. (I’ll try to post more on this at another time, as I have a whole host of information that a lovely, kind gentleman passed my way a few years back.)

Metabolic Maintenance claim that Glutathione—taken along with the other ingredients included in the Deluxe Scavengers—have a beneficial effect on the immune system of people with allergies (Now that’s a huge claim to make, and just because every pharmaceutical company, and his cousin, the manufacturer of natural medicines makes this claim, it’s even the more so unbelievable):

“Optimum doses of essential antioxidants are combined in one formula to create this powerful daily supplement. In addition to Beta Carotene and Vitamins A and E, patients benefit from Selenium, L-Cysteine and Lemon Bioflavonoids. • Selenium and Cysteine help to form glutathione peroxidase, an enzyme responsible for detoxification and for synthesis of hydroxyeicosatetranoic acid (HETE), an anti-inflammatory modulator • Lemon Bioflavonoids support the body’s normal reactions to allergens, viruses and carcinogens Our Deluxe Scavengers also include Riboflavin 5′ Phosphate, CoQ10, Glutathione and NAC.”

However, for me, and others I’ve met, their is truth in this claim: the first time I took these, before I recovered, I wasn’t even sure if they’d helped. The Scavengers were something I took as if I were dipping into a lucky dip, hoping I’d get better. Then when I did, and so fast and so miraculously so, I really wondered whether they’d helped or not. Now, I’m sure they did. Deluxe Scavengers and the added doses of Glutathione (after chemical exposures) are only two facets of the many things that worked: the most important being CLEAN AIR!

More important than taking tablets though, is the Glutathione we can get from foods. From Livestrong, I gathered this list, adding my own thoughts to it:

  • Chicken can help facilitate the delivery of it, but if you are deficient in Glutathione and/or overtoxified or suffering from an immune disorder, then, rather then stuffing yourself with fried chicken (okay steamed, baked, or boiled), some of the options above your key to increasing the levels of glutathione.
  • Turmeric (the yellow spice in mustard and in food eaten in India); the curcumin in this spice has been shown to stimulate glutathione production.
  • Many fruits, in their raw states, can boost your glutathione levels: avocado, grapefruit (pink and white), watermelon, cantaloupe, pear, banana, papaya, mango, apple, grapes, tomato, tomato juice, orange, orange juice, peach and strawberries.
  • Vegetables, if not overcooked, or even, eaten raw: acorn squash, potatoes, sweet potatoes, okra, beets, spinach, zucchini, onions, peas, carrots, turnip greens, cabbage, leaf lettuce, romaine lettuce, Brussels sprouts, sweet red peppers, green bell peppers, black-eyed peas, asparagus, cauliflower, broccoli, cucumbers, corn and pinto beans.
  • Finally, most sources of proteins, grains and dairy (if you can handle those last two) will help boost Glutathione levels.

If you are over-toxified, experiencing symptoms from chemical exposure, have an auto-immune disease, or suffer from chronic fatigue, then boosting it with foods may not be enough; but having said that, if your body can’t tolerate certain foods, and that list gets longer, as does, the list of chemicals causing you symptoms, then that could be a sign that you need to boost your glutathione levels.

Need More Information?

Livestrong: How to Increase Glutathione Levels

Click here, for a short clip on Glutathione and it’s relation to other vitamins

The Environmental Illness Resource: What is the best way to raise Glutathione levels?

The Labyrinth: Glutathione Nasal Spray

 

References

Analysis of glutathione: implication in redox and detoxification

Glutathione metabolism and its role in hepatotoxicity (on liver cells)

Augmenting Glutathione in Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

 

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Michellina Van Loder is a Professional Writer, Journalist and Blogger. This is where she shares her tales about trail blazing her way out of the Labyrinth of Chemical Sensitivities and Mould. This is also where you will find the latest Research on related topics.

The Torture of an Elimination Diet

My physician, Allergist and Immunologist, Dr Colin Little, has put me on an Elimination Diet. It’s horrid. And what’s worse, is that in the 9.2 years that I’ve been like this (chronically sensitive to most chemicals (luckily there were a few–chlorine, plastics and pesticides that were not a problem), then after living an extremely ‘clean’ lifestyle in virtual isolation, I was left only mildly sensitive to chemicals (unluckily, there were a few–solvents and fragrances that were still a problem), I’ve met many people–via support groups, and the internet–who have are sensitive to chemicals but also have the additional problem of food sensitivities. Often, I was told by many that I was lucky I only had the chemicals to worry about. And, as usual, looking back through my retrospecterscope, I see that is blatantly true!

This Elimination Diet consists of turkey, rice, pears, peaches, 100% pear juice, Perrier mineral water, Pureau spring water, buckwheat, quinoa, popcorn, salt and olive oil, and luckily for me, all my favourite vegetables: pumpkin, sweet potato, broccoli, spinach, celery and many others (not tomatoes though). However, there is no chicken, apples, coffee or chocolate (my seemingly safe and feel-good-happy foods that I’ve practically been living on for the last few months). Not having apples in my life is a form of torture.

The pears, and more so, the pear juice, turned into an absolute disaster: the itchiness that, for the last nine months, has appeared like clockwork every three days, mainly on my scalp and a few broad areas of my body, came out in full force after eating pears (in the same way I eat apples–en masse; for breakfast, lunch and dinner). My whole body, my face, neck, inside my ears, my nose, my eyes, between my fingers and toes itched and swelled into red lumps for around twelve hours. I then noticed in the documentation that I received on my last visit, that the good doctor had placed an asterisks above the pears, meaning that if they were a problem to eliminate them from my diet immediately. This has left me with peaches as my only source of fruit; and the question also itching for an answer: what does this mean? I’ve blogged extensively about gut issues and my efforts to heal mine, and the fact that eating fruit, apples mostly, soothes my indigestion and helps ‘things’ to run smoothy. If my tummy hurts, I eat an apple and it goes away. Luckily, seemingly so, I’m fine with the peaches…

So, yes, I feel tortured. But I also feel in good company, as there are many who have trod through this tunnel of the Labyrinth of Chemical Sensitivities and come out the other side, clearer, and more knowledgeable with the learnings of how to manage chemical sensitivities via their diet!

I don’t know what the itchy symptoms caused by eating the pears means, or what the intensely maddening itchy debacle caused by the pear juice, itself, meant; but I guess I’ll find out tomorrow. It will have been seven days by then, and my follow up visit is at 11 am (in Dr Little’s Fragrance Free Clinic).

This is all weird, unknown territory to me. The symptoms I get from so many different foods have been haunting me for well over a year, and have become progressively worse, sneaking up on me, taking each food away, one by one. The good thing: I have the beach house to go to where there is clean air (most of the time), but still, if I eat the wrong foods, I pay dearly. (*Pizza anyone?) But even with the hunger pangs of missing my safe foods, and the painful gut issues, I need to keep the gratefulness I feel for my new life close to me. Let that be my focus and trust that it all will get better, and blessedly, lead me out of here… And keep eating those yummy, soothing peaches!

But, my question is this: what does it all mean? And, has anyone else had this kind of symptom from pears and/or pear juice?

Michellina Van Loder is a Professional Writer, Journalist and Blogger. This is where she shares her tales about trail blazing her way out of the Labyrinth of Chemical Sensitivities and Mould. This is also where you will find the latest Research on related topics.

Into the Light… and Living in the Wild!

Okay, I’m not really living in the wild! But get this: I’m sleeping in a hammock, out on the balcony of a beach house near the sea! But at night when it’s really quiet, and I’m waking up, only to hear possums scratch (and occasionally growl) in the ginormous and glorious old gum tree rooted deep within the front yard, it certainly feels that way. And on weekdays, when walking out bush on the quiet country roads, or strolling along the secluded beaches with only Bella trailing along, and the waves slapping gently at our feet for company, it feels that way too…  I know, there’s been a massive gap in my usual routine of blogging. I’ve logged in from time to time to check my friend’s blogs, leaving comments, accepting awards (I know, how exciting! And I’ll post some acceptances of these (one, two, three, four awards) on a page that I’m especially designing to go along with the other one that I have already gratefully received (or did Gwyneth do that for me?). You cannot imagine how busy I’ve been! Packing, cleaning, and negotiating this joy ride called life, that now, these last few weeks, I’ve finally been able to stop. Only to find… that I’m Enjoying Life, and Breathing without Pain…

My good news: After securing this beach house, I’ve found, even in such a short time away from the mould and the old neighbourhood full of two-stroke fuel, fabric softeners, and traffic pollution that there’s been a huge improvement in my health! I’m so happy to share this news with you. And, I’m just. So. Happy. Full stop. I love this place. And it’s all mine: floorboards (no carpet or mould) and all. (It’s a rental. The lease is for a year, but hopefully, I can stay at least six months longer, because 18 months is around about how long I need to execute this mad plan that I’m about to embark on; having said that, I can’t share it just yet… but I’ll get to it in another post soon. Fingers crossed.) I’ve just passed the three week mark, where, because of this megamuncklechuck health improvement, I now know, I’m here to stay. There are a few things that need fixing up as far as chemically related things go, but nothing that makes me chronically ill. (Until any possible neighbour’s light up their fires, burning woodsmoke into the atmosphere, and that of my health’s. But we won’t talk about that right now, will we?) And hey, don’t forget my motto: if you get stuck, bring out that trusty old roll of foil, and painter’s masking tape!

Look, this is where I’ve been sleeping:

My Hammock, out on the Balcony of my Beach House

My Hammock, out on the Balcony of my Beach House

After the first night, I had a headache, and then as the sun came up, I realised I could smell paint. Petrochemical type paint. So I moved;  it’s now far away from the recently (or not so recently) painted balcony bannisters. (Dah?! I knew they were painted freshish-ly; but I set my ‘bed’ up during the cool evening, and couldn’t smell anything so it seemed fine at the time.)

During my days here, I’ve had two substantially amazing breaks from the onslaught of chemicals, which, in their own relentless and nightmarish way, wrecked havoc on my health, slamming into it, impacting on it over and over and over and over again, 24/7, until I was nothing but a fragile, physically injured, crotchety, frightened woman, living with, and learning to accept chronic pain; I was left bereft, just an grumpy former shell of the person I was two years ago. And towards the end there, I had to study a Diploma course that’s not designed to be studied from home, at home. However: I. Broke. Free. Of. All that! Even my dog, Bella, has gone into Wild Dog mode; she’s three years old and, because she came to me after I moved from organic farm back to polluted city—and when I was soon to get ill, she’s never seen me really free of mould induced illness: until now.

My dog, Bella, after waking up in the morning

And, she’s been climbing into the hammock too!

The first break: four whole days and nights where I spent my nights out under the stars, sleeping in my brand new, recently outgassed Cotton Deluxe Weave Hammock, which I bought from Hammock Heaven; days were mostly spent walking for hours with Bella—it’s been so, so perfect. I didn’t drive my car. I had no major chemical exposures. A few things like car exhaust on the wind; fumes from cleaning/outgassing a brand newish bathroom (Yes, while wearing a mask, Mum!); but no major fragrance or solvent exposures, nor the evil one: mould. I am me again. And I’ve missed myself. [Hugs]

Me, the wild woman

Good morning, Wild Palaeolithic Woman!

Then I had to go back to the city. Semester one started at Victoria University (I have the most heart-warming, gratefulness inspired post coming up about that soon, too). My daughter began her final, most important, year of schooling: Year 12, VCE. And, the House of Mouldy Horrors and The Toxic Mould Goblin‘s cousins and extended fucking family, who’ve all spread about like dirty rotten squatters in that house, had to be dealt with. Doing a Mould Decontamination Protocol, my collection of clothes washed and hung out in the sun, then bought back here, near the sea, washed again and hung out in the sun and the pristinely clean fresh salty air, is hard work. I’ll blog more about this later too, just know that all my furnishings and belongings are still at the old house, and I may have to throw them out or give them away. The newer clothing, I’ve been able to wash effectively, but the older ones, including my PJs and the clothes most worn in that house, I’ve chucked out because I could smell the mould on them, especially when wet. Aspergillosis, an indoor mould, also known as ‘Black Toxic Mould’, is something that I’ve been medically tested for and deemed chemically sensitive to, and it’s something that can impact on even the healthiest person’s health. (As an aside to this post: I wrote a poem about mould, recently published in PWE magazine, that you can read here.)

(Many people whose immune systems have been chronically effected by mould, heartbreakingly, have needed to throw, or give away all their possessions, or, try to decontaminate them, which is often not possible. (If you have any jewels of wisdom to offer on this subject, please share: there are so many people suffering with mould exposures, I know that they could do with some first hand experience (and so could I); otherwise, they wouldn’t be searching the internet, looking for information. You see, I’ve found out a lot from doctors, other patients, and the net, and I’ve been given a heap of advice on the subject of mould, and this blog is for sharing that, but it doesn’t mean that my way is a sure-as-a-smurf’s-bum-is-blue way out of the Labyrinth of Chemical Sensitivities. But just watch me give it a massive uberfucking go!))

There is a washing machine at the old house, I can still use. But at this house? Well, it’s all hand washing, which makes me think of this comment I received just as I was moving, by Tina, a lovely yet equally hilarious woman who sings this song while using her feet to wash the clothes in the bathtub:

 “I am one of the ‘Millions Against Monsanto’: The lovely corporation that developed Agent Orange, Round-UP (probably a dilluted form of Angent Orange! Ha!) and the Corp. who has been given BY THE OBAMA ADMINISTRATION, an OK TO LAUNCH! on the GMO fucking of the alfalfa seed!: The Base Of Our Food Chain! ODIOTS!!!!!!!”

And each time, I’m washing my clothes in the bathtub, the sink and my two green buckets (by hand, not foot with my feet), I think of that and giggle away…

But back to the Cotton Deluxe Weave Hammock, and this feeling of living in the wild. It’s exhilarating. It’s summer time; and the nights are warm and balmy, cooling off towards the early morning hours. The hammocks soft thick cotton weave fabric stretches beneath me, wrapping up around my sides, holding me like a deep cocoon: it’s made for two (up to 400 kgs) and it just lovingly just swallows me up. Dew settles on the blankets. Possums scratch in their scrambling-climbing-nocturnal way, high up in the old gum tree. Its limbs, cascade with leaves, swaying delightfully in the gentle sea breeze; and when the wind picks up, the swooshing of branches makes the tree’s presence massive. The stars wink at me, reminding me, that yes, it’s all going to be okay. I hear the gentle slap of waves hit the shore; and the part of me that’s been living a hyper-vigilant existence lets out a sigh of relief with each crash against the shore. These are a constant soundtrack; therefore, so is this feeling of relief (I could subsist on this feeling alone—if I didn’t have to go back to the city, but hey! Perhaps I can take it with me?) And I gaze up at the black velvet night, peppered with a zillion stars shining just for me (and you), and I thank them, and our universe, and every person who helped me get to this point. Thank you. And to all the well-wishers, thank you. And the people who know me, my teachers, staff at Victoria University (VU), my friends and family, my blogger friends, even my real estate agent, whom I hassled the daises out of to find me the ‘right’ place, and the owners who met me and trusted me with this place, and everyone who keeps saying to me: “You just keep breathing that sea air! Thank you.

During the night my dog climbs into the hammock. And I allow it. Am I really this wild child who can sleep outside undaunted? No. Fear of Urban City Myths gnaw at me, tugging me towards thoughts of movies like Wolf Creek; I pull my dog closer. Safety in numbers. The pack sleeps on. It’s not so cold; it’s only ‘A One Dog Night’ tonight. And as the sun rises, the soil release it’s aroma into the air, and I hide my head under the blankets, fearful of mould spores, yet, here I am breathing without pain, so it’s a fear that fades off into the rising light of the day. Dawn comes, and we get up along with her, and head straight down the beach: “You just keep breathing that sea air!” ricochets around my head. It’s my salvation: I just know it…

The second break: six days and nights of, mostly, uninterrupted breathing without pain. There was a run-in with a neighbour’s lawnmower (who I finally talked into giving me some notification (the neighbour not the lawnmower); and then, the diesel (the chemical fourth on my list of the chemicals most toxic to my health) from a council truck—whose members I lost my battle with as they continued murdering a beautiful old willow tree out front of my house; and then a walk near a far paddock on a too hot day that set me off—monkey knows why, I’m fine with pollen and grasses? But even these exposures, and following symptoms of inflammation were soothed by breathing the sea-breeze, and later, the sigh of relief that comes with each wave I hear slapping against the shore.

Not only  can I breathe through my nose without it hurting; the bruising around my eyes is gone (I was once told this bruising is called an ‘allergic shiner’, you know, like a black eye; yet, these ones are caused by allergies or chemical sensitivities. I can feel my system calming down; generally, smells are not as strong anymore, meaning my nervous system is calming down also. Even my digestive system has settled somewhat. (I’m still eating like a fruit bat, and surviving on organic apples (and coffee and chocolate!) though.)

The pluses of sleeping out in a Cotton Deluxe Weave Hammock:

  • Being able to breathe without pain
  • It’s so damn comfortable
  • The feeling of being in touch with nature
  • The smell of nature
  • Hearing the waves
  • Hearing nothing on a still, still night
  • Watching the lightning light up the sky
  • Hiding from light summer rain
  • Cuddling a dog to keep warm
  • Did I mention the clean air?

(My take on sleeping outside. Now, a chemically sensitive person, or someone diagnosed with Multiple Chemical Sensitivity (MCS), or Environmental Sensitivities, sleeping outside in amongst nature’s elements, is growing to be a cliche. It’s a cliche though, because it’s true. Sleeping outside is the best way to boost your health, especially if your airways have been effected by chemicals. (Sadly though, and this is not how it is for me (I will be able to sleep in my new house.), some people are forced to do it year round because they can’t find suitable accommodation; and that’s just wrong!) One day, I’ll blog about the first time I slept outside, nine years ago when I first became chronically ill from chemicals.)

The minuses of sleeping out in a hammock:

  • Not great for sleeping in every night: sore back, stiff neck
  • At risk of wood smoke if it cools right off
  • The occasional car goes by, but this depends on the wind’s direction if it’s a problem or not (don’t forget I keep a mask around my neck ready to pop on)
  • A dog that ways 22 kg who climbs up to sleep onto one of your hips in the night. Ouch!
  • Bloddy mozzies and no chemicals to kill them with (Sad I want to kill them? I think not!)

The pluses of a ‘Hammock Heaven‘ Hammock

  • Fabric made from durable, soft cotton
  • They come in many colours; I chose ‘off white’ as I figured their would be less dies to outgass
  • Open weave material stretches and moves to curve around the body
  • Can fit two people (or one person and one dog)
  • Cotton is sourced from sustainable fair trade farms
  • The hammocks are hand woven in Ecuador (less use of chemicals because the people there can’t afford it (It’s a fact.)
  • Shipping is free within Australia
  • Hammocks are ethically produced!
  • Artisans, who make the hammocks, are fairly recompensed for their work and skills. Al la faitrade.
  • Micro enterprises, in poorer countries, are supported by first world buyers and retailers at Hammock Heaven
  • Fully washable. Just place a broom or stick horizontally to hold the hammock open…
The handle from my window washer holding the hammock open

The handle from my window washer holding the hammock open

  • And wash it with the garden house. Like this:
Me, washing the new hammock with the hose

Me, washing the new hammock with the hose

My hammock had a strong cottony odour that was obviously not treated with herbicide chemicals because it didn’t make me ill. But I washed it just in case; besides John, at Hammock Heaven, is massively passionate about fair-trade practices, and promised me that these hammocks are made out in the hills, deep within Ecuador, where the biggest worry for them are, not chemicals because the farmers cannot afford them, but the dust from the unsealed roads. No biggy really.

Cost of my double hammock: $149, plus the stand, $159.

Now, you could probably find a hammock made in China for a quarter of this price; however, by buying this hammock, not only are you guaranteed to be helping yourself by having a hammock that’s had no chemicals used in the manufacturing process (unless you buy the coloured one, which you’ll have to investigate for yourself whether or not they are used in the dyeing process) but you will also be helping famers in Eudora by buying their merchandise!

You can find more about Hammock Heaven Hammocks, here

 

Michellina Van Loder is a Professional Writer, Journalist and Blogger. This is where she shares her tales about trail blazing her way out of the Labyrinth of Chemical Sensitivities and Mould. This is also where you will find the latest Research on related topics.

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