Thursday, October 29, 2015

"...things are subject to change without-" well sometimes you get a little

WARNING! 

Oh my.... even when you know it's coming, doesn't make it any easier. But in the game of life, easy is relative. And.... you know, when are one's relatives easy?
Seasons will change you must move on, follow your dreams...
Pray for guidance in the proper path, the one that takes only you where you must go. We may journey together, but ultimately we go alone. 

"Quality and Value cannot be measured in coin or cyphers.... 
more often it is measured in Blood and Tears. 
Loyalty and Bravery not in kills made or salutes given 
but in lives redeemed and integrity uupheld. 
Don't talk to me of Honor and Glory 
if you cannot speak to me in Honesty and Authenticity. 
Don't try to offer me a Medal of Valor 
when you cannot give me an Ounce of Compassion. 
There is no medicine for this sickness you have created, 
no panacea for these promises broken. 
Believe me that even in your heartlessness, 
there is no escape to succor for they who abandon the widow and the fatherless."
 
There is no release for those who make merchandise of the victimized. 
Make no mistake, it is simple physics. The math isn't even complex, yet Einstein missed it not. There's science to rocketry but what goes up must come down somewhere.... even if it's in some otherworldly neighborhood. It's been joked about, but we must be the lepers of the universe unless there's some worse than us, and for all we know there might be.

Sat with my lovely friend last week for her 2nd chemo infusion, she is so cheerful going in, handling it. Now at day 7 it's been more like I remember the progression, only by now I'll bet all her hair is gone. I never lost mine, different sauce.... even at that it has come back thicker. We're gonna win this kid!

Too many people getting/being sick, you know "something" ain't right.

Look: I did anything that had less chance of killing me than the chemotherapy. I use nutrition rather than poison as my principle theory. I am determined not to let pharmacology kill me. It will if you take everything they'll give you. You must fortify your body, your mind, and your spirit to take the onslaught of damage that they'll inflict on your cancer (or other disease) battlefield. Asparagus soursop gogi berries mango juice coconut water aloe juice goat yogurt chicken bone broth broth soup greens greens greens and vitamin d3, rick simpson oil, and all the medical marijuana I could get. That last by my doctor's allowance, said I could have all I want. 
Of course not... but I'll make believers of them yet. The point is there's people my age that didn't do what I've done, that did not survive. Maybe it's a lttle bit luck too, like a 50/50 shot at getting SOME kind of cancer. Welcome folks to the modern world. Yes, people have gotten cancer since the "dawn of time," but not half of us at any given time. Oh and new variations! Hallelujah! Why be boring? Designer cancer... order yours today (or we'll order for you by default... no returns) why wait until you're older and weaker? Can I have fries with that? Hell yeah, Supersized! (But your guts won't like it).

I'm not paying much attention to "world events" right now (yuch), just tending to the close to home, and close to heart, looking forward to Thanksgiving, and thankful to be able to give thanks. I wish for anyone who wants it as much LOVE as they can handle, and to anybody else that they at least get what they deserve if not what they desire. But again, that equation is simple physics...


Tuesday, October 13, 2015

First time writing this from my phone.... I was finally able to follow the

.... yellow brick road to the "final frontier," blogging on the device I'm with most often. That last is why sometimes you must be Alone with Yourself. When you find your phone in your hand and you had just plugged in to recharge and get something else done.... oh yes it is important to be resting, not reading, just .... being. At those times when the noise of the "world" overwhelms, do something different that requires using your hands, brain, eyes, ears.... in a different way. Meanwhile the subconscious mind is busily "problem solving" without your conscious "interference." Finally, a few months ago it occurred to me that I might be able to read or share this via my tablet. Then I found the compose function. Months later I find the reader and my blog title becomes phone app icon... this morning a friends question about blogs made me wonder... and so here I am. I think little (that Word) by little I'm making some progress through the damage called Chemo Brain. Easy going in, tougher coming out... it's always tough coming out.
Oh so read over the past three years, easy? Nah... and these "maintenance infusions, " augh, it's still a ripper. Whew... I always thought it was just the Bendamustine, but the prednisone/rituximab ride is a whomper! Nonetheless I'm trying to use this tool to my advantage.
So the adventure continues, this may explain my long  absence from this venue, all it's up and down and believe me, rarely ever boring...