Cancre Sores and How to Deal with Them

I was about to post a comment about cancre sores/herpes simplex on a friend’s blog, but when I thought about it, I realized I had more than a comment’s worth to say on the subject, having dealt with them my entire life.

Let me start though by saying that I am not a doctor and I am not dispensing medical advice, but sharing what I have learned from my own and my family’s experiences. I have spoken to numerous doctors (and midwives) and discovered that the information about cancre sores/herpes is often sparse and contradictory.

From what I have gathered, cold sores and herpes sores are distinct but related viruses. Both are incurable and live dormant inside of your body for your entire life; however, early recognition of prodromal symptoms, proactive dietary care, and judicious use of medications can prevent most outbreaks. Cancre sores are typically found inside the mouth and are not contagious. Herpes or cold sores appear on the lips and outside the mouth and are very contagious. Fastidious hand washing and use of separate dishes and glassware (no sharing!) can help prevent spread herpes within a family or among friends. Herpes sores of the mouth can be passed to the genital area and vice versa. Both cancre and herpes/cold sores can be extremely painful and cause the kind of general lethargy, loss of appetite, and localized swelling associated with any infection. I have found that, as a rule, a “cure” for cancre sores also work well for cold sores.

To begin with, I have noticed that outbreaks are generally caused by

1) Stress – in particular, lack of sleep.

2) Dietary Imbalance – especially lack of protein or imbalance of lysine and arginine, and an excess of citrus.

Keeping in mind that the virus for cancre/cold sores is dormant in the body, the best defense is to keep the body strong and well-rested. I find that I am most susceptible to sores when I have not had enough sleep (cramming for finals in college), when I am sick or generally under the weather, and also, several days before I get my period.

I still get cancre sores though – but it helps greatly to recognize prodromal symptoms, that is, the signs before an eruption, which include sensitivity and a slight tingling. Furthermore, I have noticed that certain areas of my mouth have more of a tendency to a sore eruption – these are hot spots that need to be watched; these spots are probably weaker due to previous infection.

The best prevention medicine I have found to date is something called Cold Sores Begone that I got from the health food store. Its main ingredients are aloe vera, echinacea, golden seal, lemon balm, and allantoin. It tastes sweet and does not sting when applied AND if I get it on soon enough, I rarely get the cancre sore at all.

I should say though, that I did at some point ten years ago, get a prescription for a hardcore medicine for cold sores called Valtrex (two horse pills a day for ten days at first onset) and after using that 3-4 times I get outbreaks very infrequently.

Dietary imbalance also appears to cause outbreaks. When I first started reading about this, it seemed to be a simple correlation between lysine and arginine: lysine (red meat, soy beans, milk, potatoes) suppresses cancre sores; and arginine (chocolate, nuts, chicken) causes outbreaks. I read that taking daily lysine supplements could prevent outbreaks. (Read more here.)

HOWEVER, the worst outbreaks I have ever had in my entire life were when I was taking lysine supplements. I don’t know whether I was talking too much or mixed with too many other things, but I do not mess with lysine supplements any more. At all.

I have also read that that vegetarians often have low lysine levels – and when Bella was a vegetarian for two years her cancre sore outbreaks got increasingly worse. In retrospect, I think that that her frequent outbreaks were more due to a lack of lysine than a lack of protein.

My husband finds that when he has too much citrus (juice or fruits) he also gets cancre sores. I don’t know if this is related to a dietary imbalance or just the general acidity of citrus exacerbating a weak spot in the mouth.

In general, I think that our best defenses have been to rest and eat well – and to act on prodromal symptoms. I am wary of supplements, but I definitely try and keep my lysine levels up through my diet. And when I am tired or sick, I avoid chocolate and nuts. Also, considering that Cold Sores Begone has aloe as a main ingredient, probably fresh aloe applied directly on the sore wouldn’t hurt either.

(Here is another web discussion about cold sores and possible remedies. And this website with the strange name, www. animated-teeth.com, has the most comprehensive list of possible outbreak triggers I have ever seen.)

[Cancre sores are also known as canker sores or recurring aphthous ulcers.]

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Kumquats and Scones

While I find myself pulling the extra pickles out of my animal-style In-and-Out burger, I am definitely craving tart salty things: marmite, stinky blue cheese, and I go to heaven when I get my hands on a plate full of kumquats, those miniature oranges that you pop into your mouth whole.

And strangely, I have mostly lost interest in chocolate but go crazy for all things pastry. I crave croissants and scones. I could have sworn I had a recipe for scones, but it turned out that it was for biscotti (from Robin Lamberta! I made them into cookies and they turned out delicious…) I’ve also started making whole wheat chocolate chip cookies. Much to Bella’s dismay, even a chocolate chip cookie can be hippified.

I use the trademarked “Ultimate Cookie” recipe from Crisco, but without the crisco, of course. I also reduce the sugar  by 1/4 c and use whole wheat flour and soymilk. Here is my version:

3/4 c Earth Balance (or butter)

1 c brown sugar

1 egg

2 tbsp soymilk

2 tsp vanilla

1 1/2 c ww pastry flour

1 tsp salt

3/4 baking soda

1 c chocolate chips

1 c coarsely chopped pecans

1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees.

2. Cream butter and sugar. (The crisco recipe calls for beating at medium speed for two minutes. I don’t want to do the extra dishes…)

3. Add milk, egg, and vanilla. Beat well.

4. Combine flour, salt, and baking soda. Add slowly to creamed mixture.

5. Stir in chips and nuts.

6. Drop by spoonful onto an ungreased cookie sheet.

7. Bake for 8-10 minutes. Cool for a minute on the tray and then cool on a wire rack.

8. Makes about 30 cookies.

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Frankenpookie

My niece, Nabi Grace, doing the Frankenstein walk at ten months.

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30 Week Pregnancy Update

Holy kaMoly, this pregnancy is whizzing by fast.

And more and more of my activities seem to be centered around the approaching birth date (June 3).

My belly still seems small to others, but believe you me, it does not feel small to me. Rather, it’s like I went on an adventurous trip to the pet store and got a pet shark – a three-pounder – it’s in a plastic bag filled with water, taut with air, and tied with a rubber band on top and I carry it in front of me where ever I go. The baby is kicking and thrashing day and night – oh dear, I think we have a real live wire coming. In fact the kicking is so intense I can now just lay back and watch my belly undulate in one spot and then the next. Other times it feels like the baby’s arm or leg kicks free of the amniotic sac, wriggles through a host of my organs and pokes me right where I am most sensitive: that little spot just above where your thigh connects with your torso and your skin is thinnest.

I sleep well the first half of the night, but when I wake up to go pee, I wake the baby up and so I get back in bed and lay awake in the wee hours trying to divine a personality from the nature of the baby’s kicks.

My bowel movements have become shockingly regular – I think of the baby as a gut tromper. Those little bare feet going up and down on my intestines, just like my own personal grape stomper.

Yesterday I went to my second La Leche League meeting (the group in Irvine) and had my second (only my second!!) prenatal visit. Everything is well: urine tests negative (for?? I didn’t ask), my belly measures 28 cm, I’ve gained 20 pounds (I gained only 25 with Bella…), my blood pressure is low (good low), and the baby’s heart beat is vigorous.

Tonight is our childbirth class – only two more to go.

I practice squatting and tailor sitting (while watching Season 3 of Battlestar Galactica), and I’m doing hundreds of kegels a day (you know, that muscle that controls the flow of pee, or makes your penis twitch).

What else?

The pregnancy yoga by Bikram is saving me. When my body feels over-extended, too taut and full, I do a session of the pregnancy yoga. It stretches me beyond my daily flexibility and suddenly I am able to breathe and sit easier.

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Is it really true?

I let out a knee slappin’ guffaw when I read that a British survey said that 49% of men would go without sex for six months to get a 50-inch plasma TV (Mar. 10, 2008, New Yorker).

I wouldn’t do it for a TV, but I might consider it for a full set of professional kitchen knives, another trip to Asia, a new Mac laptop, a summer in Spain, a new king-size bed in latex, or even a full-blown shopping spree at Loehmann’s or Nordstrom Rack….

Big question though: how exactly would you define sex?

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Happy Spring

Not being much for religion or religious holidays in this household, we celebrated the coming of spring last night with a roast chicken and scalloped potatoes (boy – heavy cream and gruyere will really send potatoes over the top!) and today for Easter Sunday, Bella and I each took a friend to see the Broadway musical Wicked at the Pantages Theater in Hollywood.

Too bad it was a bit of a disappointment. Granted, my friend loved it, and so did Bella’s friend – she liked it better than the two other Broadway productions she’s seen with us: Chicago and Thoroughly Modern Millie. But Bella thought there was “too much singing” and well, I have to agree. I generally love musicals, but being that they depend on music and singing, the music and lyrics have to be good! Or catchy at least – but I tell you, after three hours of watching Wicked, I don’t think I could tell you one line from a song or hum one teeny phrase of music; really, it was that forgettable.

Of course, the acting was entertaining and the set was fabulous (my friend got her degree in set design, so that probably influenced her enjoyment), but when you start thinking about how much your butt hurts and wishing for the end – you know that your mind hasn’t been taken very far away.

The real pleasure of the day was a cheerful dinner afterwards at the California Pizza Kitchen and Pinkberry fro-yo for dessert with lots of good conversation in between. Plus seeing how utterly fabulous your recently divorced friend looked. Truly, age has nothing to do with good looks and sex appeal. She turned a half dozen heads this evening. I wish I could say that I had something to do with that, but I imagine that my nearly seven month pregnant belly attracts more fatherly half-grins than head spins – although I am very happy about my new maternity dress; I’m whale-like, but in a very respectable fashion.

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La Leche League in South OC

Fifteen years ago while I was pregnant with Bella, I started attending local La Leche League meetings in Joshua Tree to meet other breastfeeding moms. I later became so enthusiastic about breastfeeding that I became a La Leche League leader myself and co-led monthly meetings with my friend Darlene. Eventually, as Bella grew older, my patience for supporting all mothers who breastfed began to wane – I didn’t want to spend my time supporting moms who wanted to breastfeed for just a few weeks or a few months – I wanted to spend time with moms who were in it for the long haul, like me, and so I resigned from LLL, giving breast feeding only informally from then until now.

But ultimately, my friends and Bella’s play group sprang from those original LLL meetings, because there I found women who not only supported long-term nursing, but attachment parenting, co-sleeping, and eventually home schooling.

So naturally, I wanted to scope the LLL scene here in my new ‘hood. I always strongly urge pregnant friends to start attending meetings during pregnancy, so that in the critical first few days of breastfeeding you know who you can call (La Leche League leaders will often take calls any time of the day and night – and they are volunteers!) and I wanted to take my own advice. Turns out that there are two LLL meetings in the area:

1) Capistrano Beach meets every third Friday at 10 am.

2) The Irvine group meets the fourth Tuesday of every month at 10 am.

[For a full listing of Orange County La Leche League Meetings, visit their official website here.]

All meetings are free; however, you are encouraged to join LLL for the annual fee of $40. The membership helps the group buy new books and materials and supports the international organization. It also gives you a subscription to a breastfeeding magazine, New Beginnings, and gives you the privilege of checking out books from the group library.

I went to my first meeting this morning.

The meeting was at Martha and Bill Sears’ home in Capistrano Beach (south Dana Point). The two of them are quite famous in the parenting world, not just because Bill Sears is a world-renown pediatrician, but he and his wife have written 23 books on parenting and childbirth. They themselves are the parents of eight children, three of whom have grown up to be doctors like their father – and the Sears are considered parenting authorities on attachment parenting, which means they are avid supporters of breastfeeding and baby wearing (and slings).

I didn’t know quite what to expect, but it was really exactly what I should have expected. The house was along an ocean view drive; large and spacious, but traditional and unpretentious in design – especially in comparison to the castles and turreted chalets along the same road. When you entered the house however, you immediately face an expansive living room/dining room with six floor-to-ceiling windows that open out to the Pacific Ocean. It was a gorgeous, breathtaking view befitting the “celebrity” status of the Sears family.

Martha Sears was there, and very welcoming, but she was not the meeting leader. The Sears apparently just open their house for LLL meetings once a month! Which is pretty damned generous if I do say so myself, especially considering that it means not just a dozen women or more, but all their attending noisy, and very active babies.

The meeting lasted about 1 1/2 hours and was all about pro-actively dealing with potential breast-feeding hazards.

The babies were all so sweet! I knew that I had wanted to be there, but seeing all those nursing babies and moms, made me realize that I don’t just want support, but I want to make friends with these women and babies. I was very satisfied to see the group of mothers present – all so actively and lovingly involved with their babies. Things were a little on the hectic side (I think that the meetings have been elsewhere for a short time), but I am looking forward to going back. Next Tuesday, I going to the Irvine group too. You know, just to scope the situation and see which group might be a better fit for me.

I can’t wait to be nursing a baby again – only 2 1/2 months to go.

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Anagram Mania…

anagrams to “An arm, I am a nag.”

Yesterday I came home to looking forward to teasing my husband with the anagram his name “Chad Yarrow Murdy” produced: “Warm cruddy, hoary;” but he immediately rejoined with “Jeer on alien see,” which is the anagram of “Jeannie Rose Lee.”

Is this married life? When you both get the same email and both come home knowing the anagram of your spouse’s name?

Neither anagram was as satisfying as the one my friend, “Chantelle Brown,” got off a site years ago: ‘Newborn Hellcat.”

For an anagram of your own name, go here.

Tip: Chad was happier with the anagram of his anagram. “Warm cruddy, hoary” produced “A muddy, arch worry.”

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A Non-justification for My Credit Card Debt

Let’s call it what it is – it’s not the credit card “bill” if it rolls into the next month and I have to pay a day’s worth of computer-labor to pay for the month’s interest. It’s my DEBT, and currently my pet project is paying that bad boy off with the help of my tax returns. It’s hard though, as I am not very good at living inside of a budget. And neither is Bella I might add.

Interestingly, it sounds like I am part of the frighteningly large consuming majority. In the Feb 25 New Yorker (boy, I get a lot of mileage out of these weekly mags), Elizabeth Kolbert begins a book review thusly,

“A few weeks ago, the Bureau of Economics Analysis released its figures for 2007. They showed that Americans had collectively amassed ten trillion one hundred and eighty-four billion dollars in disposable income and spent nearly all of it – ten trillion one hundred and thirty-two billion dollars.

…According to standard economics theory, the U.S. savings rate also represents rational choice: Americans, having reviewed their options, have collectively resolved to spend virtually all the money they have. According to behavioral economists, the low savings rate has a more immediate explanation: it proves yet again [the previous book review was also about how Americans make irrational decisions] – that people have trouble acting in their best interests. It’s worth noting that Americans, even as they continue to spend

The book is called Nudge: Improving Decisions About Health, Wealth, and Happiness, and it’s all about how we Americans make poor decisions about important things simply because we can’t bear to reduce our take-home pay or stand the effort of actually filling out the proper form. The “nudges” are ideas that operate around our ultimately self-destructive tendencies; a “nudge” idea might be automatically increasing retirement investments to match a salary raise so that your salary never shrinks; another might to make organ donation consent the default option, leaving the onus of opting out to those who do not want to be organ donors.

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Very Easy St. Paddy's Day Meal

My internet connection has been  intermittent this last week or so, making it pretty pretty tough to post regularly. (Notice that I don’t mention that I am already halfway through the second season of Battlestar Galactica… if we were really BSG junkies we would name our daughter “Caprica”…)

I pulled the old crock pot out today for the corned beef we bought at Costco this morning.

All I did was throw the corned beef into the crock pot with water and turn it on for the rest of the day. In the afternoon, I added new baby red potatoes and half head of green cabbage, chopped. At dinner we pulled the meat out, carved it up and had the soup with rice. The meat comes pre-spiced, so I didn’t even add anything beyond those veggies from the farmer’s market.

And although Bella thought the whole thing smelled gross (what’s new?), the rest of us liked it very well. And now I get to have corned beef sandwiches for the rest of the week.

We walked in the rain around the lake and everything was very green, chilly, and damp. It made me think of Ireland. I’ve never been there, but I’d like to take a long walking trip there some day.

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