Conventional vs Alternative
As I sit here in my reclining chair at the infusion center at Alta Bates for five hours, I can’t help to think about the differences between traditional medicine and alternative medicine. As we know, doctors and hospitals are tied to big pharmaceutical by the FDA. Unless it is an approved drug, it can’t be recommended or administered. So that leaves us with chemotherapy as our only option. Besides the side-effects, it has a terrible track record for “curing” or saving patients.
For me there is also a mental level. As I read books and articles almost daily with the focus on prolonging or saving my life from an early demise, I am finding many recommended alternatives that may help. This blog has documented many of the ones that I have tried. Now that I am on a chemo regiment with no real end in sight, I feel as if I have surrendered my body to traditions. Handed it over to the pharmaceutical companies. Since making this decision, my mind wants to slack as well. Battling cancer is a daily and sometimes hourly process. It is tiresome. It’s so easy to just go with the flow and let the doctors drive.
But when I read my books searching for answers, explore diets to make me healthy, discover supplements purported to help, and work to keep my attitude strong, I feel as if it is in my hands and I am handling the fight in a proactive way. When I put my life in the hands of American medicine, it is a passive process and I have lost control of the fight. It makes me lazy and takes me off my constant vigil.
If I am going to be true to myself, then I must fight my own battle with my own efforts and my research. I need to be an active participant in the battle for my life.
Doug on 11.30.07 @ 11:31 AM PST [link] [No Comments]
Have you been in a Jamba Juice or other health food store lately where you have seen the small patches of grass growing? That is wheatgrass, grown from wheatberries or wheat seeds. Wheatgrass is rich in chlorophyll and is also packed with oxygen. Chlorophyll acts as a carrier that brings oxygen to the plant’s cells. When juiced, the grass contains more than 100 vitamins and minerals. It also contains all eight amino acids, other essential nutrients and enzymes. It also contains more vitamin C than oranges and more iron than spinach.
I love my juicers. Since receiving a few bags of pomegranates, I have been figuring ways to make eating them easier. As a result, I went out and bought a Cuisinart Citrus Juicer. We have a hand one but I wanted an electric. Now, I cut the pomegranates in half and juice it like an orange. This machine works great. It has good power and alternates direction with each push. It also has a lid that when pushed down, spins fast and gets the last bit of juice out of the pulp. My favorite feature. Now, I drink the juice from a couple of pomegranates and oranges each day.
I guess everyone has a vain vein in his or her body. It keeps us thinking good about ourselves. We can look at ourselves in the mirror and pick what we like. Unfortunately when you are battling cancer, much of our vanity has to be put on hold. I have watched my healthy, muscular and strong body deteriorate in one year, to one that looks like that of a POW (yes, that is my hand). My hair, though I still have it, has become a big cowlick. I have difficulty climbing a set of stairs when I used to climb Yosemite’s Half Dome with a 40-pound backpack. I’m tired all the time and spend much of my time lounging or napping. The only reason I turn heads these days is because I am out in public with a breathing tube strapped to my face.
As we head into the holidays, opportunities for giving surround us. I think every religion asks their followers to give to those that are less fortunate. It is a big part of the Catholic Church and also one of the five pillars of Islam. Thanksgiving presents the chance to give to food banks and Christmas brings Toys For Tots and other programs. Our favorite radio station, KFOG, has been producing a CD with live music for the past 14 years now. The proceeds have raised over $3 million dollars for local food banks. It sells out every year and just went on sale at Peet’s Coffee and online at
Jeanette and I have discovered Heifer International,
It is strange to hear the words, “This is no time to eat healthy” coming form a doctor’s mouth. My oncologist and I were discussing my weight. I have been holding about 5 to 8 pounds above my lowest for several months. Thursday I weighed in a little light and told her I would work on it. That when she uttered the sentence. I had to laugh as she knows how much work I put into eating right. I had just done a pretty good job of resisting the temptations of Halloween. She continued to clarify for me stating that she didn’t want me to go crazy on sugar but don’t shy away from fats. She wants me to have cheese and crackers as well as nuts out in bowls so I grab a handful each time I pass by.
I heard through the grapevine that some friends at the office are downloading and printing the images of my paintings. As a true rookie in this sport, I am flattered. However, the pictures I posted to the blog were downsized for the Web. Consequently, they will not print with much quality.