PCOS Review - Is Chemical Exposure a Cause of PCOS?

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Is Chemical Exposure a Cause of PCOS?

Folks, no one is talking about the elephant in the room.

That elephant is chemical pollution to which you
have been exposed.

It's scary that no one has tested all of the 80,000
chemicals in our environment to determine their
effect on your health.

No one has performed medical studies to find out
how all these 80,000 chemicals interact with each
other or how they interact inside your body, or
what their combined and cumulative effect is on
your health.

However, the medical research evidence thus far
continues to give us bad news. Here's the latest
development.

The University of Buenos Aires in Argentina
recently completed a study of rats exposed to a
chemical called BPA (Bisphenol A). The
researchers exposed baby female rats to BPA.

When the female rats became adults, they
discovered that their BPA exposure was
associated with increased testosterone and
estrogen, and reduced progesterone.

This matches an unbalanced hormone pattern
commonly seen in women who have PCOS.

In addition, the exposed female rats had much
reduced fertility.

Also, their ovaries had large numbers of ovarian
cysts.

If it can happen to a rat, can it happen to you?

Think of the rats as canaries in a coal mine. If the
canary dies, the miners are in trouble.

One recent study showed that 99% of pregnant
women had at least one urine sample with
detectable levels of BPA. That's 99 of every 100
women!

We've discussed BPA in previous articles: Are
You Playing Genetic Russian Roulette?, Avoid
This Hidden Threat to Your Health, and Plastics
Chemical Tied to Aggression in Young Girls.

Even though it's invisible, you can start by reducing
your exposure to BPA. Visit our site newsletter
page for details.

You can reduce your exposure to BPA and other
chemicals by cleaning up your environment, and
the food and liquids you consume.

An Empty Box Car

Today, I'm missing my Papa something fierce....its been nearly five years and it hasn't gotten any easier. All the flooding in Nashville and surrounding areas just makes my heart bleed out for all those people and the city I so intimately equate with Papa. I remember watching the Grand Ole Opry on Saturday nights with him, and baseball...I remember sitting with him during the Columbine tragedy and 9/11 too.... I remember going 16 years, good years, without ever eating a store bought tomato and learning you can just "cut around" the bad parts--boy we can learn a lot from that! I remember so many things he taught me, and the kind of love he shared and it makes missing him a little more meaningful...everything I needed from him, he gave me in his life. Love of country, respect, baseball, an ability to talk with strangers and a love, love, love for knowledge and conversation. Seeing Nashville in its present condition just makes me miss him because I know he would want to help, and I want to help because it would make me feel closer to him. There are so many questions left unanswered, things I never knew I wanted to know....I wish I could have more stories...I wish I could learn more about him being a "hobo" and hitch-hiking his way from Tennessee to California and back...or burying money if coffee cans...peeing off a skyscraper....throwing an alarm clock down an elevator shaft....I just miss him.

When I get where I'm going
on the far side of the sky.
The first thing that I'm gonna do
Is spread my wings and fly.

I'm gonna land beside a lion,
and run my fingers through his mane.
Or I might find out what it's like
To ride a drop of rain

Yeah when I get where I'm going,
there'll be only happy tears.
I will shed the sins and struggles,
I have carried all these years.
And I'll leave my heart wide open,
I will love and have no fear.
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
Don't cry for me down here.

I'm gonna walk with my grandaddy,
and he'll match me step for step,
and I'll tell him how I missed him,
every minute since he left.
Then I'll hug his neck.


So much pain and so much darkness,
in this world we stumble through.
All these questions, I can't answer,
so much work to do.

But when I get where I'm going,
and I see my Maker's face.
I'll stand forever in the light,
of His amazing grace.
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
there'll be only happy tears.
I will love and have no fear.
When I get where I'm going.
Yeah when I get where I'm going.