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Deanna Protocol - Day Two

In an effort to accurately remember my experiences with the Deanna Protocol, I'm using my blog to record dosage adherence and what's going on.

Day Two

AAKG 6 g (1/3 dose)
NADH 20 mg (1/2 dose)
GABA 250 mg (1/2 dose)
CoQ10 200 mg (full dose)
5-HTP 50 mg (full dose)
B Compex (full dose)
Bee Propolis 500 mg (full dose)
Creatine 800 mg (my capsule choice was 800 mg, not 879 as req'd)
Ginkgo Biloba 120 mg (full dose)
Glycine 500 mg (1/2 dose)
Magnesium 400 mg (full dose)
Phosphatidylcholine 420 mg (1/4 dose)
Taurine  500 mg (1/2 dose)
Theanine 200 mg (full dose)
Vitamin D3 5,000 iu (full dose)

Still take my Ditrapan, Gaba Pentin 300 mg 2x/day, Probiotic 10 2x/day and Advil LiquiGels 2x/day.

No detectable side effects.  Good energy.  Of course I'm still experiencing fasciculations and struggling with balance.  Excess saliva diminishing.
















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