Aparantly it helps for gout. . .

As known that gout is mean a high level of uric acid in the blood, what is the main factor to turn this uric acid level high in the blood? any eating habits? or type of foods? or has a linkage with another diseases such as diabetes or cholesterol or such…

and if someone has diabetese and got gout, any type of juices? or hot drinks such as gree Tea to be in the daily diet?

I am getting educated about health probles and other wide range of matters from asking here, and then I am being best advisor to my friends and some of my family members and myself as well,
so I must many many Thanks to all of you indeed, you were very helpful in most of times,
Thanks in advance friends, always appreciated your great efforts,

My husband has had 2 CT scans in the past 3 months both of which show a 2mm kidney stone. He he’s been to the ER for the usual symptoms (lower back and flank pain, blood in urine, fever, chills) and the urologist we took him to a few days ago scoffs at him. His blood work was normal and the CT showed that there was nothing else going on. When we gave the urologist the CD of the CT scan he told us he didn’t see anything that would be bothering him and he’s acting like my husband is just trying to get pain meds (he never asked for them either, I asked them to give him something for the pain). When I told him that I saw the stone on the CT myself, he said, "well yes there’s a tiny stone but that wouldn’t be causing his symptoms". I’m so frustrated. My husband is not a big baby and what’s going on with him looks exactly like what people feel with stones. One of the ER docs said sometimes a stone can move then go back into the kidney over and over and I think that’s what is happening. But the urologist is acting like a 2mm isn’t big enough to bother him. I’d like to hear about other people’s experiences. What can I do for him? He has Lortabs for pain, which don’t seem to help much. Does the lemon juice/olive oil mixture really work? Don’t know what the stone is made of though, probably calcium or uric acid. He is Japanese and has a family history of stones and gout if that makes a difference. Is a 2mm stone really too small for him to feel? Please help.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The whole world’s both table and shithouse
Where he wanders seeking viandes, exchanging great farts
For compliments. The rumble of his belly
Is like the contortions of a crumpling planetary system.
Long has he roved, his tongue longing to press the juices
From the ultimate berry, large as
But tenderer and sweeter than a watermelon;
And he leaves such signs in his wake that pygmies have fallen
And drowned in his great fragrant marshes of turds.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The wind is diverted by the draughts of his breath,
Rivers are sweet gulps, and the ocean
After a certain distance is too deep for wading.
The earth is trivial, it has the shakes
And must be severely tested, else
It’ll crumble into unsteppable clumps and scatter off
Leaving the great beast bellowing among the stars.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Dwarves have an incredible vicious sincerity,
A persistent will to undo things. The beast cannot grasp
The convolutions of destructqon, always his mind
Turns to other things – the vastness of green
And of frangibility of forest. If only once he could descend
To trivialities he’d sweep the whole earth clean of his tormentors
In one sneeze so mighty as to be observed from Mars.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Sun and moon are the pieces in a delightfully complex ballgame
That have to do with him…never does he doubt
The sky has opened and rain and thunder descend
For his special ministration. He dreams of mastodons
And mammoths and still his pride beats
Like the heart of the world, he knows he could reach
To the end of space if he stood still and imagined the effort.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Poems are composed as a silent substitute for laughter,
His thoughts while resting in the shade
Are long and solemn as novels and he knows his companions
By names differing for each quality of morning.
Noon and evening are ruminated on and each overlaid
With the taste of night. He loves his horny perambulating hide
As other tribes love their houses, and remembers
He’s left flakes of skin and his smell
As a sign and permanent stamp on wherever he has been.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The entire Oxford dictionary’ld be too small
To contain all the concepts which after all are too weighty
Each individually ever to be mentioned;
Thus of course the beast has no language
Only an eternal pondering hesitation.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The pliable trunk’s a continuous diversion
That in his great innocence he never thinks of as perverse,
The pieces of the world are handled with such a thrilling
Tenderness that all his hours
Are consummated and exhausted with love.
Not slow to mate every female bull and baby
Is blessed with a gesture grandly gracious and felt lovely
Down to the sensitive great elephant toenails.

And when his more urgent pricking member
Stabs him on its horrifying season he becomes
A blundering mass of bewilderment …. No thought
But twenty tons of lust he fishes madly for whales
And spiders for copulation. Sperm falls in great gouts
And the whole forest is sticky, colonies of ants
Are nourished for generations on dried elephant semen.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Death is accorded no belief and old friends
Are continually expected, patience
Is longer than the lives of glaciers and the centuries
Are rattled like toy drums. A life is planned
Like a brushstroke on the canvas of eternity,
And the beginning of a damnation is handled
With great thought as to its middle and its end.

From January-May I took a ballet class at my college and also from January-March I was in a play that used a lot of physical comedy. I stuffed myself in a cube that got turned around, fell down, and walked around like a monkey. (The play began as evolution, so we evolved from cells to humans). In the beginning of January, my right knee started hurting really bad, and I didn’t know if it was from the ballet or the show. I’m not a dancer and I wasn’t very good at ballet, so I think I might have torn a ligament or sprained my knee during class? I told the teacher about it, and she didn’t really have anything to say about it, other than do what you can and see a doctor. When, I acted as a monkey (my knees bent) it hurt really bad. I went to the doctor in March and she couldnt help me, so she recommended me to someone else. So, I had an appt. in May (day after I graduated) but then we had an inland hurricane in Southern Illinois and I dropped my phone in the lake, and everyone phones were dead, because we were out of power for over a week. The gas stations were closed, trees and powerpoles covered the rode, and basically I couldnt make my appt which was a 3.5 hour drive. Then, I was going to schedule another appt, but it stopepd hurting. But, now it hurts again and I just moved to NY, and I don’t have a full time job yet so I don’t have insurance yet, so I can’t go to a doctor. So, I’m trying to diagonose myself. I can’t really explain the pain. It doesn’t hurt when I’m walking or even when I was in ballet class dancing. It basically just hurts when its bent, some days more than others. I also noticed it hurting really bad during my last semester of college when I was sitting cross legged on my bed doing my homework. I’ve done my homework like this forever, but it just started hurting my last semester in college. So, naturally I stopped doing that, and I try not to bend down too much, and it’s not so bad, but I still want to know what’s wrong with me and if there’s anything I can do to fix it. My dad has gout, so maybe it’s that or a different type of arthritis. However, my knee isn’t swollen or red or anything that usually happens when you have gout. My dad has it because he eats a lot of meat, but I don’t eat a lot of meat, and I dont drink alcohol. So, maybe I just tore it or sprained it? It’s been 9 months since the problem, and it hasn’t gotten worse over time or anything. It’s just some months hurt more than others, but overall I guess it feels better now when I was in ballet, doing the show, and sitting cross legged doing my homework. Diagnosis? Also, I don’t drink juice (I don’t like it) so that’s def. not helping with the joint problem.

hi,

have high uric acid – not gout. doctor prescribed
allopurinol.

any side effects??

any natural solutions – besides the cherry juice??
any luck with folic acid??

thanks

http://www.quantumbalancing.com/news/lemon%20water.htm

Water spiked with fresh organic limes and lemons:

1.) It is an antiseptic, or is an agent that prevents sepsis [the presence of pathogenic bacteria] or putrefaction [decomposition of tissue]

2.) It is also anti-scorbutic, a term meaning a remedy which will prevent disease and assist in cleansing the system of impurities

3.) symptoms of indigestion such as heartburn, bloating and belching are relieved

4.) By drinking lemon juice regularly, the bowels are aided in eliminating waste more efficiently thus controlling constipation and diarrhea

5.) a wonderful stimulant to the liver and is a dissolvent of uric acid and other poisons, liquefies the bile

6.) Sufferers of chronic rheumatism and gout will benefit by taking lemon juice, also those who have a tendency to bleed, uterine hemorrhages, etc.; rickets and tuberculosis

7.) In pregnancy, it will help to build bone in the child

8.) potassium content, it will nourish the brain and nerve cells

9.) magnesium, in conjunction with calcium, has an important part to play in the formation of albumen in the blood
a.) lemon contains potassium 48.3, calcium 29.9, phosphorus 11.1, magnesium 4.4. Lemons are useful in treating asthma, biliousness, colds, coughs, sore throat, diphtheria, la grippe [flu or influenza], heartburn, liver complaint[s], scurvy, fevers and rheumatism

10.) calcium builds up the bony structure and makes healthy teeth.

There’s more information regarding adding organic lemon or lime to water… Check the above mentioned link and page down to "Amazing Health Benefits".

Could this be a way to reduce chlorine in our public water supply, and provide health benefits at the same time?

http://www.stopglobalwarming.org/sgw_tellafriend.asp

I have cardiomyopathy and my kidney function is very low. I am on coumandin, coreg, cozaar, digitek, ++. Since my kidney function has been bad, I have had gout. Can’t drink cranberry juice with coumadin or take anti-inflamatory meds. Stopped eating red meat. Don’t want to have a kidney transplant with my heart transplant. Any ideas or thoughts would be greatly appreciated.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The whole world’s both table and shithouse
Where he wanders seeking viandes, exchanging great farts
For compliments. The rumble of his belly
Is like the contortions of a crumpling planetary system.
Long has he roved, his tongue longing to press the juices
From the ultimate berry, large as
But tenderer and sweeter than a watermelon;
And he leaves such signs in his wake that pygmies have fallen
And drowned in his great fragrant marshes of turds.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The wind is diverted by the draughts of his breath,
Rivers are sweet gulps, and the ocean
After a certain distance is too deep for wading.
The earth is trivial, it has the shakes
And must be severely tested, else
It’ll crumble into unsteppable clumps and scatter off
Leaving the great beast bellowing among the stars.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Dwarves have an incredible vicious sincerity,
A persistent will to undo things. The beast cannot grasp
The convolutions of destructqon, always his mind
Turns to other things – the vastness of green
And of frangibility of forest. If only once he could descend
To trivialities he’d sweep the whole earth clean of his tormentors
In one sneeze so mighty as to be observed from Mars.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Sun and moon are the pieces in a delightfully complex ballgame
That have to do with him…never does he doubt
The sky has opened and rain and thunder descend
For his special ministration. He dreams of mastodons
And mammoths and still his pride beats
Like the heart of the world, he knows he could reach
To the end of space if he stood still and imagined the effort.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Poems are composed as a silent substitute for laughter,
His thoughts while resting in the shade
Are long and solemn as novels and he knows his companions
By names differing for each quality of morning.
Noon and evening are ruminated on and each overlaid
With the taste of night. He loves his horny perambulating hide
As other tribes love their houses, and remembers
He’s left flakes of skin and his smell
As a sign and permanent stamp on wherever he has been.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The entire Oxford dictionary’ld be too small
To contain all the concepts which after all are too weighty
Each individually ever to be mentioned;
Thus of course the beast has no language
Only an eternal pondering hesitation.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
The pliable trunk’s a continuous diversion
That in his great innocence he never thinks of as perverse,
The pieces of the world are handled with such a thrilling
Tenderness that all his hours
Are consummated and exhausted with love.
Not slow to mate every female bull and baby
Is blessed with a gesture grandly gracious and felt lovely
Down to the sensitive great elephant toenails.

And when his more urgent pricking member
Stabs him on its horrifying season he becomes
A blundering mass of bewilderment …. No thought
But twenty tons of lust he fishes madly for whales
And spiders for copulation. Sperm falls in great gouts
And the whole forest is sticky, colonies of ants
Are nourished for generations on dried elephant semen.

In the elephant’s five-pound brain
Death is accorded no belief and old friends
Are continually expected, patience
Is longer than the lives of glaciers and the centuries
Are rattled like toy drums. A life is planned
Like a brushstroke on the canvas of eternity,
And the beginning of a damnation is handled
With great thought as to its middle and its end.