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Deanna Protocol - Day Three

It's a 25 pill day...Continuing to ramp up the dosages to avoid stomach issues.  In addition to my routine medications of Advil LiquiGels, Probiotic 10, Gabapentin, and a Ditrapan, I took:

AAKG 6 g
NAHD 40 mg (full dose)
GABA 500 mg (full dose)
CoQ10 200 mg (full dose)
B Complex (full dose)
Bee Propolis 500 mg (full dose)
5-HTP 50 mg (full dose)
Creatine 800 mg
Ginkgo Biloba 120 mg (full dose)
Glycine 1,000 mg (full dose)
Magnesium 400 mg (full dose)
Methyl Folic Acid 2 mg (full dose)
Phosphatidycholine 1,680 mg (full dose)
Taurine 1,000 mg (full dose)
Theanine 200 mg (full dose)
Vitamin D3 5,000 iu (full dose)

Amazon.com has yet to deliver the AKG, Glutathione, Cysteplus, and Neurochondria thus I have yet to begin them.  Today was a swim aerobics day which gave me energy into the late night.  My workout was strong and I seemed to have more coordination with my weakest hand/wrist/arm, the right one.  No stomach upset although I get a panicky flutter in my chest a few times throughout the day.

Made good eating choices despite driving down to Portland to look at motorhomes.  Fast food row beckoned and my husband had a burger, fries, and a shake from Burgerville.  I, on the other hand resisted and chose a green salad with a few salmon crumbles, hazelnuts, and honey mustard dressing.  Yeah me!  I followed the Blood Type diet recommendations for type A.  And a lemonade, despite a cold rainy day.  Double yeah!

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