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Blackstrap molasses is a byproduct of the sugar manufacturing process. It is a type of molasses that is actually made from the third boiling of sugar syrup. This thick, viscous liquid is an excellent source of iron, calcium, vitamin A, and potassium. Note that for our purposes, we are interested in unsulphered blackstrap molasses.
I picked up a bottle at my local health food store and quickly learned that, for this particular brand, one tablespoon contains 20% of the daily value for iron, vitamin A, and calcium. I decided to take one tablespoon per day along with the prescribed iron tablets. At the time, I had no idea what I was doing – I was just following a hunch.
After a few days, I noticed the following: I had a lot more energy and I was also sleeping better. Normally, a trip from Queens to New York City, and back, would leave me exhausted. I remember getting out of the subway once, and climbing the usual two flights of stairs to get to the street. This left me extremely tired, to the point where I had to stand there for a few minutes to catch my breath. This occurred the day before I went to the doctor.
Anyway, after a few weeks on this miracle syrup, trips to the city had no effect on me. I was brimming with energy! What I noticed next was even more shocking. During my cycle, I was bleeding far less than previous months. That’s when I decided to increase the dosage to two tablespoons per day – one in the morning and one before bed. After two months I stopped taking the iron tablets and began to rely on blackstrap molasses to meet my daily iron requirements.
Four months later and I was extremely happy with my decision. Back pain – gone! Energy level – up, way up! Hair and nails were now growing like mad. Fibroids felt softer and my belly looked flatter. I should tell you that the main reason why I went to the doctor in the first place was because I had felt a small lump in my lower abdomen. After months of convincing myself that it was a tumor, and that I really didn’t want to know for sure, I noticed that my once flat belly was starting to look round. The doctor confirmed that I looked like I was about three months pregnant.
Upon hearing that, I went home, looked in the mirror and gave myself a pep talk. So what have we learned here, I asked myself? That you have fibroids; that it’s not life threatening; and that you may need surgery. In the grand scheme of things, that’s not so bad. Some people go to the doctor and learn that they have some incurable disease, or that they have a few months to live. You learned that you have fibroids. That’s the card that was dealt. Not a bad card when you really think about it. Okay, so you are losing your figure – don’t be vain, it could be worse.
Pep talk out of the way, I resumed my research. If I can control it, prevent it from getting bigger, I could live with this thing.
After two trips to the doctor and hearing the dreaded word surgery, I was not looking forward to my next appointment. At the meeting, I casually mentioned that I was no longer taking the prescribed iron tablets and that I’d replaced them with blackstrap molasses. In response to the look of incredulity I saw on her face, I quickly mentioned that it’s an excellent source of iron and pointed out all the benefits it had on my body. I also mentioned my diet. I no longer ate dairy products – this was easy to give up since I was never a fan to begin with. What prompted me to drop it altogether however, was that I noticed that after drinking a glass of milk, my belly would swell.
Red meat was also out – again, not too difficult to give up as it was something I rarely ate. I was always health conscious – never understood the lure of junk food and don’t particularly like fried foods. Although I never had a problem with chicken, I was beginning to eye it suspiciously.
The doctor recorded everything I said and looked, dare I say, somewhat impressed. She was concerned however, about my molasses intake. By this time, I was taking three tablespoons per day so she was worried about the minerals in my body. A blood test was ordered. One week later, I had the results – everything was normal. Hemoglobin was now 12.5!