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    Okay so for the last 2 months I've been attempting to treat my BV over the counter ( with RePhresh and Lacotibullis ..sp. ) Anyways, it's not BAD but I know it's there.

    I dont want to go to the dr and get on Flagyl..shit always makes me super ill blech! But Im sorta running outta options. I also dont want to pay the 80 for the pills and 80 for the fucking DR visit , but whatever you know.

    I've looked online to buy it. Found a few sites..although they take 7-21 days depending on how much I want to fork over in shipping ..bills are 60 shipping runs from free to 33.95. Still over all it saves me 70 bucks but it doesn't come till ...when?

    I read in another thread that tea tree oil works , has anyone used it for BV and KNOWS it does work and also how to do it?

    Don't freak out but boric acid suppositories are used for this as well, but I have no idea where to get them ( although I found them online for 20 bucks. ) or how to admin it.

    HELP

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    Well..I have no advice, but can offer a bit of humor.....
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    There was a time -- between 1994 and 1996 -- when I grew yeast in my cunt so often I seriously contemplated baking loaves of bread in there and opening a women's bakery. I was in college, and honestly I had at least 50 separate infections. None of my friends could keep yeast infections away, either.




    The "natural" cure was to swath a clove of garlic in cheesecloth and stick it up your yoni. I never did try the garlic method, but I did end up spooning yogurt into my crotch while doing headstands on my bed. It seems that people are never there when you need them, and this was one of those times. I could have used someone to return the tub of yogurt to the fridge. For the record, it didn't work. Years later I read that yeast feeds off the sugar in yogurt, making it worse. And washing the crap out -- well, the yogurt mixes with the cottage-cheese-like discharge, so you just never know when to stop cleaning. It was like I was one never-ending well of lasagna.
    When I was in high school, my best friend Roxanne wished yeast infections on our arch enemies. I never understood that because I was a yeast virgin at the time. She also begged her mom to close her legs every time we went by the stinky paper mill. I never understood that either. I was slow.
    One thing Roxanne never mentioned was the secret consolation prize of yeast infections: the Caligula effect. See, in the beginning stages of yeast infection, you feel this itch. Your vagina swells up to four times its size and jerking off never, ever felt so good. You masturbate at odd times, like while you pee or when you clean under your toenails. Soon that erotic itch will make you suicidal and you'll want to cut your privates off your body with a bowie knife. It's an itch that makes you understand how people get possessed by Satan. My mother once itched her crotch with a fork while a door-to-door salesman tried to sell her a vacuum cleaner. Once, in a sales meeting, I blacked out from the sheer intensity of the desire to itch. But before the madness starts, yeast rewards you with a boundless sexual arousal.
    Tragically, there is also a kind of vaginal sickness that does not compensate you with an engorged clitoris. I first got wind of this sort of infection two years ago when I was kneeling down to the right of my desk to reach for a hanging file folder. I caught a whiff of something that smelled, for all the world, exactly like someone had crapped in a pile of rotting tomatoes. "Christ, what is that fucking smell?" I screeched. People looked at me guiltily. No one said anything.

    The next day, the smell was back. It was stronger this time, and could be easily called a stench. I opened the rear door and asked again, "Can anyone tell me where that smell is coming from?" Well, by now you have likely figured out that the smell was being manufactured in my vagina.
    At this point, you may be wondering if I'm one of those people who screams "Fish!" every time they sniff any old yawning poontang. Let me assure you: I am not. It is true that I did once slap a man for saying I smelled like fish, but only after I ascertained he had been lying. And I have smelled many sweaty, rank vaginas in my day and thought nothing of it. After spending two months in Eastern Africa without warm water or soap, I had the brilliant idea of sticking my finger in my pussy and then licking it. Yes, the crud lifted from my pussy smelled like garbage on that occasion. But believe me, that smell in Africa could only be called potpourri when compared to the foulness billowing from under my skirt that day in my office.

    I didn't think a healthy, bathing human could create odors like that. Well, I was not healthy. I had bacterial vaginosis. My doctor told me that many, many women have bacterial vaginosis -- in fact it's estimated that 60 percent of the female population suffers from it without even knowing. Besides the smell, it has few other effects. As a result, doctors who detect bacterial vaginosis will often just "let it go." Just let it go? As in, not mention it to the poor reeking woman? Well, sometimes it can impair marital relationships, my doctor admitted. I see. I took my medication, cursed the person who gave me the dread disease (you know who you are), and left that corrupt office (St. Luke's Women's Center, if you must know).
    About 10 months later I lay, anus forward, on the examining table with yet another "private" disease. "So what exactly is your problem?" the doctor asked. How could I break it to her? It all started when my lover fucked me with two hands and in both holes. Sometime after my second orgasm, I peed and noticed a searing pain near my starfish. Soon afterwards, whenever I did my business, the rip opened again -- it felt as if an army of termites was trying to dismantle my mortal coil, ass first.

    On top of everything else, I began to notice an increasingly painful burning feeling in my cooch. It wasn't quite like a yeast infection. I couldn't even masturbate! I had tried several times and failed. The most humiliating failure was when I tried to have phone sex in my mother's bathroom with my 3,000-mile-away lover. The second I got turned on, I had a sensation as though I had purposefully rubbed battery acid deep into every fold of my vulva. "I can't do this, I'm dying," I said as I lowered the phone into the receiver and burst into tears.

    I told all this to my personal physician. "I see. Can you show me the rip, please?" I pried apart my cheeks. "Here?" "No, there. Wait, let me try." I tapped around my butthole as if mining for gold. "There -- got it." "What about yeast infections before this? Were you suffering?" she asked. Oh, had I suffered. I had more cream up my cunt than that girl who sits in cakes, what's her name? "Ducky DooLittle," my doctor smiled. "Well, I think you have had yeast in your anus. Possibly there was also yeast growing in your rip. I don't know what was in your pussy, possibly a yeast-related bacteria. I can't imagine the pain you've been in," she intoned plaintively.
    OK, so she didn't say she could imagine the pain I've been in, but she did give me a foil packet with one glorious oral yeast tablet. You've never seen such a happy woman. Yeast in my ass! Yeast in my rip! Mystery bacteria in my pussy! Who woulda thunk? The pill I took that day has done wonders. Now, when I reach for a file folder, I am greeted by the mouth-watering scent of a healthy vagina.

    Surprisingly, my healthy pussy emanates a fragrance EXACTLY like steaming hot french fries from McDonald's. Days when the smell is particularly strong, it makes me long for a large Dr Pepper with plenty of ice. And it makes my stomach growl, particularly in the mornings. But at least everything else is back to normal. I can't complain.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Kaylinn View Post
    Well..I have no advice, but can offer a bit of humor.....
    My Pussy's On Fire
    The story of a woman and her diseased cunt
    by Athena Douris Published December 2, 1999 in Whoa!


    There was a time -- between 1994 and 1996 -- when I grew yeast in my cunt so often I seriously contemplated baking loaves of bread in there and opening a women's bakery. I was in college, and honestly I had at least 50 separate infections. None of my friends could keep yeast infections away, either.




    The "natural" cure was to swath a clove of garlic in cheesecloth and stick it up your yoni. I never did try the garlic method, but I did end up spooning yogurt into my crotch while doing headstands on my bed. It seems that people are never there when you need them, and this was one of those times. I could have used someone to return the tub of yogurt to the fridge. For the record, it didn't work. Years later I read that yeast feeds off the sugar in yogurt, making it worse. And washing the crap out -- well, the yogurt mixes with the cottage-cheese-like discharge, so you just never know when to stop cleaning. It was like I was one never-ending well of lasagna.
    When I was in high school, my best friend Roxanne wished yeast infections on our arch enemies. I never understood that because I was a yeast virgin at the time. She also begged her mom to close her legs every time we went by the stinky paper mill. I never understood that either. I was slow.
    One thing Roxanne never mentioned was the secret consolation prize of yeast infections: the Caligula effect. See, in the beginning stages of yeast infection, you feel this itch. Your vagina swells up to four times its size and jerking off never, ever felt so good. You masturbate at odd times, like while you pee or when you clean under your toenails. Soon that erotic itch will make you suicidal and you'll want to cut your privates off your body with a bowie knife. It's an itch that makes you understand how people get possessed by Satan. My mother once itched her crotch with a fork while a door-to-door salesman tried to sell her a vacuum cleaner. Once, in a sales meeting, I blacked out from the sheer intensity of the desire to itch. But before the madness starts, yeast rewards you with a boundless sexual arousal.
    Tragically, there is also a kind of vaginal sickness that does not compensate you with an engorged clitoris. I first got wind of this sort of infection two years ago when I was kneeling down to the right of my desk to reach for a hanging file folder. I caught a whiff of something that smelled, for all the world, exactly like someone had crapped in a pile of rotting tomatoes. "Christ, what is that fucking smell?" I screeched. People looked at me guiltily. No one said anything.

    The next day, the smell was back. It was stronger this time, and could be easily called a stench. I opened the rear door and asked again, "Can anyone tell me where that smell is coming from?" Well, by now you have likely figured out that the smell was being manufactured in my vagina.
    At this point, you may be wondering if I'm one of those people who screams "Fish!" every time they sniff any old yawning poontang. Let me assure you: I am not. It is true that I did once slap a man for saying I smelled like fish, but only after I ascertained he had been lying. And I have smelled many sweaty, rank vaginas in my day and thought nothing of it. After spending two months in Eastern Africa without warm water or soap, I had the brilliant idea of sticking my finger in my pussy and then licking it. Yes, the crud lifted from my pussy smelled like garbage on that occasion. But believe me, that smell in Africa could only be called potpourri when compared to the foulness billowing from under my skirt that day in my office.

    I didn't think a healthy, bathing human could create odors like that. Well, I was not healthy. I had bacterial vaginosis. My doctor told me that many, many women have bacterial vaginosis -- in fact it's estimated that 60 percent of the female population suffers from it without even knowing. Besides the smell, it has few other effects. As a result, doctors who detect bacterial vaginosis will often just "let it go." Just let it go? As in, not mention it to the poor reeking woman? Well, sometimes it can impair marital relationships, my doctor admitted. I see. I took my medication, cursed the person who gave me the dread disease (you know who you are), and left that corrupt office (St. Luke's Women's Center, if you must know).
    About 10 months later I lay, anus forward, on the examining table with yet another "private" disease. "So what exactly is your problem?" the doctor asked. How could I break it to her? It all started when my lover fucked me with two hands and in both holes. Sometime after my second orgasm, I peed and noticed a searing pain near my starfish. Soon afterwards, whenever I did my business, the rip opened again -- it felt as if an army of termites was trying to dismantle my mortal coil, ass first.

    On top of everything else, I began to notice an increasingly painful burning feeling in my cooch. It wasn't quite like a yeast infection. I couldn't even masturbate! I had tried several times and failed. The most humiliating failure was when I tried to have phone sex in my mother's bathroom with my 3,000-mile-away lover. The second I got turned on, I had a sensation as though I had purposefully rubbed battery acid deep into every fold of my vulva. "I can't do this, I'm dying," I said as I lowered the phone into the receiver and burst into tears.

    I told all this to my personal physician. "I see. Can you show me the rip, please?" I pried apart my cheeks. "Here?" "No, there. Wait, let me try." I tapped around my butthole as if mining for gold. "There -- got it." "What about yeast infections before this? Were you suffering?" she asked. Oh, had I suffered. I had more cream up my cunt than that girl who sits in cakes, what's her name? "Ducky DooLittle," my doctor smiled. "Well, I think you have had yeast in your anus. Possibly there was also yeast growing in your rip. I don't know what was in your pussy, possibly a yeast-related bacteria. I can't imagine the pain you've been in," she intoned plaintively.
    OK, so she didn't say she could imagine the pain I've been in, but she did give me a foil packet with one glorious oral yeast tablet. You've never seen such a happy woman. Yeast in my ass! Yeast in my rip! Mystery bacteria in my pussy! Who woulda thunk? The pill I took that day has done wonders. Now, when I reach for a file folder, I am greeted by the mouth-watering scent of a healthy vagina.

    Surprisingly, my healthy pussy emanates a fragrance EXACTLY like steaming hot french fries from McDonald's. Days when the smell is particularly strong, it makes me long for a large Dr Pepper with plenty of ice. And it makes my stomach growl, particularly in the mornings. But at least everything else is back to normal. I can't complain.

    Kill me. Kill me now. ROFLMAO!!!!!!!

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    I've think that's what my problem is now as well. I tried to get into the doc yesterday but couldn't get seen. So, hopefully I will be able to get in on Monday and get the anti-fungal that knocks this shit out. BV is basically an overgrowth of bacteria in the vagina. Bacteria thrives in warm, moist, dark enviroments. And when our immune system gets ran down it doesn't seem to help things. I try wearing regular panties as opposed to thongs and white cotton. I also make sure I dry off well after showering. I use unscented tampons and soaps. And I refrain from wearing tight fitting clothing. However, this mf*cker I think has the best of me despite it all now. Plus my lower back hurts and I have urgency to urinate. I am not a fan of going to the MD either, f you find anything that works let me know.

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    Have you tried the Metro Gel? It's the stuff you insert in your vagina instead of a pill taken orally. That way, you can still drink and stuff while you're treating your BV.

    Only thing, IMO, the Metro Gel isn't as effective as the Flagyl. I was treating a recurring case of BV on and off for over a year with Metro Gel, and finally decided to try the Flagyl and it went right away.

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    Okay, that story was HILARIOUS.
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    Ive done the gel before ,..( i dont drink anyways and you aren't supposed to drink while taking the gel either. ) but it always gives me a yeast infection. And it leaks out..ew

    Flagyl is the way to go. I was just hoping to avoid meds and do it homeopathic

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    Quote Originally Posted by Kaylinn View Post
    Well..I have no advice, but can offer a bit of humor.....
    My Pussy's On Fire
    The story of a woman and her diseased cunt
    by Published in


    There was a time -- between 1994 and 1996 -- when I grew yeast in my cunt so often I seriously contemplated baking loaves of bread in there and opening a women's bakery. I was in college, and honestly I had at least 50 separate infections. None of my friends could keep yeast infections away, either.




    The "natural" cure was to swath a clove of garlic in cheesecloth and stick it up your yoni. I never did try the garlic method, but I did end up spooning yogurt into my crotch while doing headstands on my bed. It seems that people are never there when you need them, and this was one of those times. I could have used someone to return the tub of yogurt to the fridge. For the record, it didn't work. Years later I read that yeast feeds off the sugar in yogurt, making it worse. And washing the crap out -- well, the yogurt mixes with the cottage-cheese-like discharge, so you just never know when to stop cleaning. It was like I was one never-ending well of lasagna.
    When I was in high school, my best friend Roxanne wished yeast infections on our arch enemies. I never understood that because I was a yeast virgin at the time. She also begged her mom to close her legs every time we went by the stinky paper mill. I never understood that either. I was slow.
    One thing Roxanne never mentioned was the secret consolation prize of yeast infections: the Caligula effect. See, in the beginning stages of yeast infection, you feel this itch. Your vagina swells up to four times its size and jerking off never, ever felt so good. You masturbate at odd times, like while you pee or when you clean under your toenails. Soon that erotic itch will make you suicidal and you'll want to cut your privates off your body with a bowie knife. It's an itch that makes you understand how people get possessed by Satan. My mother once itched her crotch with a fork while a door-to-door salesman tried to sell her a vacuum cleaner. Once, in a sales meeting, I blacked out from the sheer intensity of the desire to itch. But before the madness starts, yeast rewards you with a boundless sexual arousal.
    Tragically, there is also a kind of vaginal sickness that does not compensate you with an engorged clitoris. I first got wind of this sort of infection two years ago when I was kneeling down to the right of my desk to reach for a hanging file folder. I caught a whiff of something that smelled, for all the world, exactly like someone had crapped in a pile of rotting tomatoes. "Christ, what is that fucking smell?" I screeched. People looked at me guiltily. No one said anything.

    The next day, the smell was back. It was stronger this time, and could be easily called a stench. I opened the rear door and asked again, "Can anyone tell me where that smell is coming from?" Well, by now you have likely figured out that the smell was being manufactured in my vagina.
    At this point, you may be wondering if I'm one of those people who screams "Fish!" every time they sniff any old yawning poontang. Let me assure you: I am not. It is true that I did once slap a man for saying I smelled like fish, but only after I ascertained he had been lying. And I have smelled many sweaty, rank vaginas in my day and thought nothing of it. After spending two months in Eastern Africa without warm water or soap, I had the brilliant idea of sticking my finger in my pussy and then licking it. Yes, the crud lifted from my pussy smelled like garbage on that occasion. But believe me, that smell in Africa could only be called potpourri when compared to the foulness billowing from under my skirt that day in my office.

    I didn't think a healthy, bathing human could create odors like that. Well, I was not healthy. I had bacterial vaginosis. My doctor told me that many, many women have bacterial vaginosis -- in fact it's estimated that 60 percent of the female population suffers from it without even knowing. Besides the smell, it has few other effects. As a result, doctors who detect bacterial vaginosis will often just "let it go." Just let it go? As in, not mention it to the poor reeking woman? Well, sometimes it can impair marital relationships, my doctor admitted. I see. I took my medication, cursed the person who gave me the dread disease (you know who you are), and left that corrupt office (St. Luke's Women's Center, if you must know).
    About 10 months later I lay, anus forward, on the examining table with yet another "private" disease. "So what exactly is your problem?" the doctor asked. How could I break it to her? It all started when my lover fucked me with two hands and in both holes. Sometime after my second orgasm, I peed and noticed a searing pain near my starfish. Soon afterwards, whenever I did my business, the rip opened again -- it felt as if an army of termites was trying to dismantle my mortal coil, ass first.

    On top of everything else, I began to notice an increasingly painful burning feeling in my cooch. It wasn't quite like a yeast infection. I couldn't even masturbate! I had tried several times and failed. The most humiliating failure was when I tried to have phone sex in my mother's bathroom with my 3,000-mile-away lover. The second I got turned on, I had a sensation as though I had purposefully rubbed battery acid deep into every fold of my vulva. "I can't do this, I'm dying," I said as I lowered the phone into the receiver and burst into tears.

    I told all this to my personal physician. "I see. Can you show me the rip, please?" I pried apart my cheeks. "Here?" "No, there. Wait, let me try." I tapped around my butthole as if mining for gold. "There -- got it." "What about yeast infections before this? Were you suffering?" she asked. Oh, had I suffered. I had more cream up my cunt than that girl who sits in cakes, what's her name? "Ducky DooLittle," my doctor smiled. "Well, I think you have had yeast in your anus. Possibly there was also yeast growing in your rip. I don't know what was in your pussy, possibly a yeast-related bacteria. I can't imagine the pain you've been in," she intoned plaintively.
    OK, so she didn't say she could imagine the pain I've been in, but she did give me a foil packet with one glorious oral yeast tablet. You've never seen such a happy woman. Yeast in my ass! Yeast in my rip! Mystery bacteria in my pussy! Who woulda thunk? The pill I took that day has done wonders. Now, when I reach for a file folder, I am greeted by the mouth-watering scent of a healthy vagina.

    Surprisingly, my healthy pussy emanates a fragrance EXACTLY like steaming hot french fries from McDonald's. Days when the smell is particularly strong, it makes me long for a large Dr Pepper with plenty of ice. And it makes my stomach growl, particularly in the mornings. But at least everything else is back to normal. I can't complain.
    OMG, it took me for EVER to read this because I'm laughing so hard I have tears in my eyes!
    R doesn't see the humor...

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    Hydrogen peroxide!!!







    (last paragraph)

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    ^ ah ha! thank you!!! I'll have to try this tomorrow. I'm still wondering the entire boric acid thing. I made an appt with Planned parenthood for the first. Which is like forever and a fucking day away.

    God I swear.

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    Ah, I'm about to make an appt at PP too. I need them to tell me if I have a stubborn case of a YI, or BV. Also need a yearly exam.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Tart View Post
    ^ ah ha! thank you!!! I'll have to try this tomorrow. I'm still wondering the entire boric acid thing. I made an appt with Planned parenthood for the first. Which is like forever and a fucking day away.

    God I swear.
    You're welcome! I would not suggest using a douche up until the time you are going in for an exam. So if you are going to PP, then stop the peroxide for at least 3 days beforehand so they can do a proper culture.

    I tried it once - what I did was take a cup and pour in some peroxide - mixed it with a little water. Then I'd lie on my back in the bathtub and squirt it in with a turkey baster (LOL I know). Make sure you're not getting a bunch of air in there. Do that once a day for a few weeks and you should be okay. The thing about homeopathic remedies is that they take a lot longer but they are far less damaging to your body.
    And boric acid is for yeast only I thought (?). I could be wrong - never tried it.

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    Yah im confused with all the info that lacks ..well info that I need.

    I just hate waiting to go to PP I guess if I get too hard up I can go to a walk in clinic. Planned parenthood quoted me at 122!!

    So either way I go I'm paying at least 100 bucks .Shit I might as well order from online ya know.

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    I wanted to add that today the symptoms seem to be gone. I'll say "seem" so I don't jinx myself . I've been double dosing myself with Lacotibiulls ( spelling again ) 400- 600 mgs a day before bed and folic acid supplement. Iread that the folic acid helps a lot. 3 days of doing this and BAM slight odor gone. I never had itching etc so it was seriously just the smell.

    Im going to keep up with this as it helps with my IBS a ton!! I mean huge difference. I did do 2 suppositories of RePhresh though as well. I'm not sure if that made a difference but I thought I'd throw that in because it very well could have.

    I'm not going to cancel my Planned parenthood appt till the day before , just incase this shit comes back. The test will be having sex and seeing if it triggers it .

    I seem to get this every fucking year around May. I dont know why. Even my PH changes as far as deodarents I've been using no longer work, and things of that nature.

    Weird.

    BTW the lacto. that I bought was at CVS capsels 400 for 8.99

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    Can anyone enlighten me on what BV is? What are the symptoms and what causes it?

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    ^Bacterial Vaginosis

    Try taking some acidopholis. I'm totally not spelling that right but hopefully you get the point. At this moment I'm too damn lazy to walk upstairs to see how to spell it. It'll help with whatever you're doing and prevent you from getting a yeast infection. If you google tea tree oil and BV, you may come up with some t hing helpful. I LOVE tea tree oil. In fact... i think I'll do some tea tree treatments tonight. The shit stinks and I'm due to change my sheets tomorrow so I should get 'em super 'stank tonight just for fun.

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    I know what its short for but I dont know what it is.

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    Quote Originally Posted by jaizaine View Post
    I know what its short for but I dont know what it is.
    Fairly sure it's the same thing as thrush (ie a bacterial imbalance causing an irritated, itchy rash).

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    Oh thrush okay got ya thanks. I had never heard of BV until I read it on SW. Maybe it's a US term.

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    I see you are in Australia. Does "thrush" not indicate a yeast infection there?

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    ^^
    yes I think thrush is a yeast infection.
    Oh ok so BV is bacterial.

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    Quote Originally Posted by jaizaine View Post
    Oh thrush okay got ya thanks. I had never heard of BV until I read it on SW. Maybe it's a US term.
    Must be, I'd never heard of it either.

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    Layman's explanation of BV:

    http://www.cdc.gov/std/bv/STDFact-Ba...-Vaginosis.htm

    An explanation from the southern hemisphere for our Aussie friends:

    http://www.cyh.com/HealthTopics/Heal...np=299&id=2088

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    I think that the most distingishing difference between BV ( bacterial vaginosis) and a YI is the smell. When you got BV, you just KNOW it's bv. Seriously, the stench can fill a room. It's a very strong, very foul smell.
    From what I understood, BV can only be cured through antibiotics. Nasty ones that taste bad and leave a nasty aftertase in your mouth. I think it's Flagyl that is given for BV, right?

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    Default Re: BV

    OMG the smell...my friend calls it "low tide". You can diagnose that shit from across the street. :gag:

    The thing about antibiotics is that while they usually get rid of BV, the natural flora and pH of the vag is compromised and needs to be replenished. Some of those "good bacteria" get killed along with the bad, and you end up with a cycle of having more and more infections because the balance is upset from the drugs. Flagyl doesn't replenish those bacteria killed which your body needs to be healthy (not to mention there are some pretty nasty side effects). Tart is totally right on by taking probiotics to help a possible infection from coming back.
    Try to avoid sex for at least 7-10 days though. It will upset the delicate ecosystem once again...

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