Hi guys,
so I have been just fascinated with this WOE since I came in contact with it last week, so I started a somewhat raw paleo 6 days ago.
Day 1: raw beef liver, cooked eggs, avocado, coconut water and cheese
Day after effect: feeling good. A little diarrhea the day after but nothing that bothered be. Darker feces btw.
Day 2: raw beef heart, butter, cooked eggs, some coconut water (I live in Brazil, plenty of that)
Day after effect: feeling good as well, amazed we can eat like that and not drop dead as we're led to believe since childhood. Still some diarrhea.
Day 3: beef heart leftovers, cooked duck eggs, cooked tailbone, avocado, soft coconut whites
Day after effect: feeling good, still amazed by the diet. Feces starting to harden.
Day 4: raw duck heart and liver, blood, cooked duck, raw duck eggs, raw steak.
Day after effect: feeling good and shitted (pardon my French) the most beautiful stool I've shat in a while. Dark, firm and left my behind totally clean.
Day 5: raw sardines, raw chicken and duck eggs, coconut water
Day after effect: feeling good.
Day 6: raw eggs, a little papaya, raw sardines leftovers and a pound of undercooked (40 minutes medium heat) home-grown fatty pork ribs.
Day after effect: bad night of sleep, tossing and turning quite a lot. In the morning I go to the bathroom and... explosive diarrhea. After diarrhea I feel weak, somewhat fainty. I have a fast peak of fever where I sweat from every pore of my body for 5 minutes and then it goes away. I get a little panicky thinking oh god oh god why don't I listen to common sense and do these experimentations on myself oh god oh god I hope this is not the end of me. But that goes away a couple of minutes later. So I go back to bed feeling weak and slightly feverish, turn up the AC and stay under the covers until 9:30 am (I usually get up at 6:30).
I've been hydrating myself now with coconut water since I got up, and had a little spoon of raw honey. I feel like I'm recovering. Still burping pork, feeling nauseated by it and slightly (really slightly) concerned I might have gotten something serious.
Could it be just that I ate too much of a somewhat new and super fat thing? It wasn't even very raw ffs...
Anyway, I'm looking for some encouraging (and realistic, of course) words (perhaps possible causes, similar experiences...), since anyone around me (family, friends) will just say that it's a simple consequence of me being a moron adopting a dangerous and irresponsible WOE
Thanks guys