Giving up the Goat

I really hoped we could tolerate some goat cheese, my son and I. We bought some of the same kind we were eating a year ago until the chiropractic neurologist muscle-tested us and said “Absolutely not,” literally tossing the morsel I’d brought aside. “I just adjusted him!” she exclaimed, as though eating something his body couldn’t handle would mess with all that energy work.

Well, he did turn around after that first visit last October — stopped biting, transitioned better to me separating from him, and just generally seemed to feel more comfortable in his own skin. I was adjusted on many levels that day, and I went from weepy to dealing pretty well with life. So I think she was onto something.

But I figured now that I’d cleared some other issues, maybe it was worth a try again. My sister was bringing her daughters to town, one of whom doesn’t eat gluten, and I thought it was a good time to try a GF pizza crust. (I’ll post a link when I get to confirm the brand. It was good, but tough for those of us sensitive to yeast!)

I told E, “We’re going to try this cheese and see if we like it, if it makes our bodies feel good.” The next day he remembered and went looking for it in the fridge. He loved it. He told my visiting sister with gleaming eyes, “I ate cheeeese!” (I think it might be this Shiloh Farms Raw Goat Cheddar, but I’ll have to check next time I’m at the store.)

I loved it, too. It was creamy and rich. I’d missed that texture and taste. There weren’t any obvious stomach problems right away, but I just think it made both of us kind of off. E got a runny nose for the first time in I don’t know how long. It didn’t last but for two days, perhaps in part because I took Thieves oil from Young Living (and he’s still nursing) and gave us both the Respiratory, Immune and Lymphatic MBP solutions from Perelandra. But still, it was a runny nose, and his behavior seemed a little challenging.

My neck started to get very stiff. I used to feel like this all the time but just haven’t seen I’ve been on an allergen-free diet and especially since last October when I saw that chiropractor.

I hope that maybe some day I will be able to tolerate raw milk, or at least raw goat milk, that I can try to culture myself into yogurt or kefir. Cheese, I’m told, isn’t the best way to get raw dairy, which is believed by some to be so much better than pasteurized because it retains the active enzymes. See the Campaign for Real Milk from the Weston A Price Foundation.

I did enjoy a lovely (pasteurized) honey goat cheese that my friend gave me a few days later. I figured once I was trying one new thing and realizing it wasn’t optimal, I might as well go all the way. I could stand to do more research on the subject and will share what I learn when I do.

Now that both cheeses are gone, I’m not planning to buy any more. E did not ask again for the cheese after we had the pizza. I was surprised because he’s usually pretty relentless about remembering stuff that he likes and wants. Maybe he knows it’s just not right for us right now.