Monday, January 21, 2008
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I'm not pregnant (that I know of), but that *does* look somehow alluring.
I know this is probably a*svice, but will you mention the cravings to your OB? Because once in a while, pica can signify a nutritional deficiency.
Promise?
"You can still find clay for sale in some of the open-air markets in the southern United States. Pregnant women buy it. In Africa, pregnant women occasionally eat termite mounds. It's thought that they're after calcium and certain other minerals missing from their diet. In Ghana, some villages support themselves by selling egg-shaped balls of clay, which are rich in potassium, magnesium, zinc, copper, calcium, iron and other minerals." A Natural History of the Senses by Diane Ackerman
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