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Xilsbridalhouse:Hmmm, I don't even know how to explain myself. JimmySwaggart:Amen, thank you boss, hopefully I survive it. LilMissFavvy:Hmmm, trust me there's nothing I've not tried. I've done everything right on my part, from diet to lifestyle changes, even brushing twice a day, which I've given up on. Imagine thinking brushing thoroughly id the solution, and you get to a gathering and people are avoiding you without opening your mouth, because your breathing itself stinks. poshestmina:Thank you ma, Amen. |
Votukpa:Thank you, I'll give it a try this week. |
haggai247:Lol, from my username, you'll get the account was originally for, I was promoting a big çrypto project back then, hoping to get paid. It was a referral campaign, I had to abandon the account when the spâm bot did it's thing. You can Google search Mara. |
Thank you so much, I'll look into this and try it out, I really appreciate your contribution. Please can you tell me how I'll prepare this. And is there any side effects I should look out for? ( I've lost a lot of weight and I'm a shadow of myself) Votukpa: |
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illicit:please check, I've updated the thread. |
I don’t know exactly where to begin my story, but I will start from somewhere. ( P.S. this story is totally my own, I used AI to correct the grammatical blunders and reconstruct it better, to save people the pain of going through my mumble jumble that I can't seem to relay in an organised manner, please forgive me if you feel offended.) It all began in late 2023. I had just finished writing my final papers at a university in one of the Southwestern states, and I was waiting for my final clearance. One day, I noticed that whenever I was talking, people would cover their noses. It was so embarrassing that I genuinely thought it was the worst thing that could ever happen to me. Desperate for a fix, I tried every oral hygiene method I could find, but the problem persisted. After my clearance, I went straight from school to the NYSC orientation camp. There, my issue only grew worse. I couldn't associate or connect with people the way I wanted to. I spent my entire stay in camp feeling deeply depressed and isolated. At first, I thought the camp food or water was to blame, but I knew deep down that couldn't be true since the issue had already started back at school in a completely different state. To make matters worse, while in camp, I developed a distressing ear problem alongside the odor issue, and I had no idea what was causing either of them. Once the 21 days of camp were over, I returned home to Lagos and began searching intensely for a solution. I visited three different government hospitals before I was finally referred to a federal hospital in Yaba. There, I was directed to the ENT ward, where they flushed my ears. I was also diagnosed with acid reflux and given just two types of medication. Since then, I have done extensive research on acid reflux, GERD, and their related symptoms. I eventually read in a medical journal that my ear issues were likely caused by reflux traveling from my stomach to my ears while I slept. Armed with my medications, I traveled to my Place of Primary Assignment (PPA) in a North Central state. I finished the entire prescription, but there was no significant improvement. In frustration, I begged my principal to take me to local alternative medicine practitioners. He took me to an Islamic medicine store, where I explained my symptoms and was told I had a "b_ulcer_". I bought some remedies made of raw honey and other natural ingredients. Even though I was completely broke and trying to survive on a meager 33k monthly allowance, I kept spending my money on raw honey and natural treatments. Still, the problem refused to abate. It severely damaged my confidence and wrecked my mental health, but I kept pushing through. Imagine trying to teach or talk to students while watching them cover their noses. I even visited a dentist at the general hospital in that town to get a professional teeth cleaning, but it was all in vain. I endured this for a whole year until I completed my youth service and relocated to the Federal Capital Territory (FCT). During my service year, I noticed new worrying symptoms: my urine became unusually colored and smelled terrible, and I felt a constant, nagging urge to clear my throat. This raised a massive red flag for me. I had managed to save a little money during my service year, and my plan was to lock myself in and focus entirely on my online grind, which involves coding. I rented an apartment, set up internet access, and bought the basic essentials I needed for daily life. Yet, the issues persisted. Living alone and constantly devastated, I began to fear that something else was seriously wrong with me. I underwent multiple medical tests across three different facilities, but every single time, they told me nothing was wrong. I clearly explained all my symptoms: - Cloudy, foamy, and foul-smelling urine - The persistent body and mouth odor - A constant need to clear my throat (which produces a thick, - ------ white, catarrh-like substance) - Mild, constant discomfort in my stomach Over that period, I ran a kidney function test, a liver function test, urine tests, sputum tests, among others. Desperate, I went to a major hospital. When I explained everything to the doctor, she told me she couldn't perceive any odor at all and suggested that I might just be overthinking it. Still, she ordered a stool and urine test. When the results came back, they said I was perfectly healthy. Next, I decided to see a specialist—a gastroenterologist. They ran multiple tests and declared me fine, but referred me to a major diagnostic lab for a stomach scan. That, too, came back completely normal. I spent so much money on consultation fees, expensive medications, and endless lab tests, yet the problem remained. Eventually, I stopped going to church. Every Sunday, I would return home spiraling into depression. I am a very sensitive person, and I instantly notice when people avoid me or cover their noses around me. Since then, I have felt like giving up on myself. My coding grind has suffered terribly because I cannot focus. I have just been spending money on medical bills without making any income. Recently, I traveled to Lagos and explicitly asked my family members if I smelled bad or if they noticed any odor when I spoke. They looked at me and said no, there was absolutely nothing. In a bid to manage it on my own, I cut out most of the foods I used to enjoy. No more beans, garri, or eba. I completely stopped consuming acidic foods, citrus fruits, and carbonated or caffeinated drinks—a strict diet I have maintained since 2023. A while ago, I visited a friend, and we tried a small herbal remedy made from hog plum leaves (Spondias mombin) infused in water. Surprisingly, almost all my symptoms seemed to clear up, except for the odor from my mouth or stomach—I don’t even know which one it is anymore. Because the remedy just tasted like sweet water, I packed the rest of it and brought it back to my base. It has now been six months since my last active attempt to fight this. I have drastically improved my oral and body hygiene, but now it feels like body odor has joined the list of my problems. Right now, my biggest challenges remain this foul-smelling urine (my family told me to use miracle leaf (Kalanchoe pinnata) every three days, which normalizes the color of my urine and reduces the smell, but I don't think it has cured it), people covering their noses from a distance when I speak, and this new body odor. I am working hard on my hygiene every day, but all these symptoms seem to be deeply connected. I'm so depressed and suic!Dal, but I can't kill myself, I'm just waiting for everything to end, either way. |
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