Oh well, now what am I going to write about....Yes, let's all go to hear Peter speak at the NYANP conference on October 7th. Read what I had to say at Myrna's Mind blog. And what a great photo of the good doc, not MD(whew thankfully)!

Better late than never...reading Peter's post about relaxing the body and mind. I really need to take a rest or do some breathing exercises or atleast meditate. One of the three options. My body's not fussy I'm sure about that. Anything will help.

I was listening to the lovely lady Pema Chodron on a PBS interview and she spoke about being obsessed about writing and the 'rush' she got starting from the minute she opened her eyes and throughout the day, she couldn't get herself to stop writing, even when her health was in jeopardy. Wow, what a connection I felt.

And now after reading Peter's August 18th entry, it reminded me again how important it is to listen to what my body needs.

Better finish and go to sleep. It's after 1:00AM. What about circadian rhythm!!

How do I put a photo up? My next task after I get some R&R.....

Hi friends.  Just posted this info on my personal blog and thought maybe there is someone from this area that might want to join us this week.  It is a great bargain IMO.

You simply can not afford to miss this experience in Connecticut next week.  I hope it's not too late.  They have 6 spots left, maybe 5 or less now.  The speakers are awesome(I know each one) and hey, you get 3 full days, food, lodging, networking, and learning from the savviest...and bring a friend who wants to help... at no cost.

Here's the update from Steve last Thursday! "We have 6 spots left! We want to offer this amazing opportunity to as many people as possible! If you are already registered or would like to register you're welcome to bring a friend for free! (trade for a little volunteer help or food fee)

This is what's on tap: Client Attraction Boot Camp, Passion into Practice Workshop, Trancebreath, Mastering Health, Wealth and Abundance Class, Intro to: Emotional Freedom Technique, Aromatherapy, Ultimate Shoulder Massage, Thai Yoga Massage, Pranic Healing, Kundalini Yoga, Website Design, Nature, Swimming, Campfire, Amazing Food and People!

It seems as though the rain has stopped and the forecast doesn’t call for any for several days! It’ll be nice to be able to get out and pick some of the vegetables growing in my garden. My husband brought in more turnips and greens a couple days ago. Blanched and in the freezer are 13 pint bags of greens and 11 pint bags of turnips and rutabagas. Now, I need to take care of the Swiss chard, kale, and eventually the beets and parsnips. The beets and parsnips aren’t ready, yet. The spinach is about ready and the peas are making a effort. The broccoli hasn’t started to head and the kohlrabi is just thinking about growing the edible portion. Temperatures have already gone down to 37 this week. Sure don’t want it to freeze before produce ripens or is harvested.

My husband and I have been going on nice, long walks when the rain stops. Today, I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather, so he went by himself. We’ve been walking about 40 minutes a day. The fresh air has felt good. In the past, I did most of my walking at the supermarket. Walking out of doors is nicer, weather and path conditions have been good. Once the ice and snow arrive, it will be too difficult to walk outdoors. I have never done well walking on ice at more than a snail’s pace.

A couple baby chicks were spotted in our coop this week. Their momma had them in hiding as they aren’t tiny anymore. Hopefully, they are females. Some years we wind up with a couple dozen babies.

I bought some xylitol this week to use in place of sugar. It has been used for many years overseas, but was recently approved for use here. It seems to taste like sugar. It comes from birch trees and doesn’t raise blood sugar levels. My friend uses if in al her baking and then gives gifts of the food to some of her diabetic friends. So, as it isn’t a phony or unnatural product, I decided to try it. I’ll give more of an up-date later after I’ve really been able to test it.

This week I bought four organic gala apples. The cash register rang up at $7.00. Wow! I’m trying to buy more and more organic foods as I truly believe that our health will be so much better if that is the bulk of our food. It is amazing the higher percentage of vitamin and mineral contents are in the organic foods as opposed to the other, more common types. The price that must be paid to the grocer for the organic food is considerably higher than usual. Although it hurts the pocketbook, it sure does taste better and, overall, we don’t have to eat as much to obtain the same amount of nutrients.

We went to Anchorage, yesterday, just for the fun of it. We had a short visit with my eldest daughter, shopped and started home. On the way up, we had to detour around some runoff that had come onto the highway. Earlier, an 8 foot boulder had crashed onto the highway after rolling down a mountain. We took a detour and visited some of our glaciers. We sometimes go a couple years between going down that 10 mile stretch of road. Glaciers don’t change very fast, so not seeing one for a year or so doesn’t make much difference. They are still beautiful and a delight to the eye.

Well, it is time to close for tonight. Take care. Till next time…

The U.S. Department of Agriculture considers the peanut to be a legume, which is to say a “pea.” Most diet, nutrition, and recipe books call it a nut. So which is it? Here’s the best short answer I can give: It’s a pea that behaves like a nut.

The peanut originated in South America, but once Europeans were introduced to it, they quickly carried it to other warm areas of the globe, including parts of Africa. From Africa, it was brought to what is now the southeastern United States, where the Kongo word nguba became “goober.”

Botanically, the peanut (Arachis hypogaea) is a member of the legume family, which also includes many other food crops such as peas, beans, licorice, carob, and alfalfa (as in sprouts). The peanut plant looks very much like any pea or bean plant – a sprawling or bushy little herbaceous annual (i.e., non-woody plant with a natural life span of no more than a year). It does have one unique characteristic, however: When an individual flower is done blooming, its stalk bends down and the tip burrows into the soil. The peanut pod forms underground. This is the origin of another of the peanut’s common names, the groundnut.

I assume that the main reason why most people classify peanuts with nuts rather than with its fellow legumes is that it is generally eaten more like a nut than like a bean. Consider serving size, for example. Dr. D’Adamo defines a serving of legumes as a cupful (about 240 ml). Depending on the variety, a cupful of cooked beans typically provides 10 to 16 grams of protein (a nice amount for the main protein source in one meal) and from 1 to 3 grams of fat.

Peanuts are a much more concentrated source of nutrients: It would take only about 1/2 cup (120 ml) of dry-roasted peanuts to supply a comparable 14 grams of protein – but that amount would also supply 28 grams of fat! This concentration and the high fat content explain why a serving of peanuts is generally considered to be a very nutlike 1/4 cup.

I had always assumed that the peanut’s amino-acid profile, on the other hand, was typical for a legume, and was planning to say so here until I double-checked Frances Moore Lappe’s classic book Diet for a Small Planet (1971). It turns out that while most other legumes are a good source of Isoleucine and an excellent source of Lysine (which makes them a good complement to most grains) the peanut is a relatively poor source of both. Once again, this makes it a somewhat better fit in the nut category.

Notice that I do not say “the nut family.” Unlike legumes, nuts do not constitute a botanical family; they’re more of a culinary category. Almonds, for example, are actually in the rose family, along with peaches and apricots. Cashews and pistachios are from the same family as mangos and poison ivy. Hazelnuts and filberts are from the birch family. Pine nuts and pignolias really do come from pine trees. About the closest thing there is to a “nut family” is the walnut family, which includes all types of walnuts as well as pecans and hickory nuts.

So if the almond is a nut in the rose family, the filbert is a nut in the birch family, and the pignolia is a nut in the pine family, then why can’t we just say that the peanut is a nut in the legume family?

Yikes, I just spent 21 days on a detox, cleansing my body or so I thought.  I felt lethargic most of the time with the exception of those times that little miracles happened and I got a quick 'high', sometimes lasting for many hours.  That's what those little miracles can do when we open ourselves to the idea of having them(you know its the way we look at things).

Ok, back to the detox.  So it was a reputable detox source and everyone else in the group seemed to be feeling fine but I should know better with my history of 'holistic and complementary medicine' research over the past 3 decades.

I was taking care to keep on the Blood Type Diet to reduce my risk of  chronic disease but I forgot to include the Zone Diet as well...oops big mistake.  I had no energy. My sister-in-law who is a colon therapist told me to have a colonic or two.  A few other health professionals suggested that when you detox, the toxins are leaving the body and that process may exhaust you.  Well it was not supposed to wear me down as it was a gentle detox, not giving up food totally as some fasting programs might do.

Just realized the problem.  I was eating tons of carbs, especially on the 4 middle days, and that threw my body into total stress.  What else is new! I forgot about keeping every meal, even snacks, balanced with protein, carbs and fats.  My meals were way too high in carbs according to Dr Barry Sears of The Zone Diet.

So, now I have to go back and figure out how to do this detox program to keep my health and energy flying high, not to forgot the part I play in advising others of the same.

Will keep you updated with my new thoughts on the subject.

Myrna Weinreich
Intuitive connector of people & ideas
http://myrnasmind.com

G'd Middach, nö güdän oobig minä liabchen

hallo Ihr sweeties- sorry muss mich grad mal äs bizzeli abkühlen, ich bis soooooooo wahnsinnig wütend,

zum Chotze liabä Lüt...zuuum Chotze......was ist passier? Sang und Klanglos aber heftig hat Codex Alimentarius zugeschlagen.....trotz dass ich ein Geschenk machen wollte- so hat der Zöllner mein Geschenk via Pächkli us dr Schwitz nach Teutonien (ich saag's ja-gell) einfach geöffnet- angeblich wegen Bombengefahr; und ausserdem habe ich, ehrlich wie ich bin, draugeschrieben *Nahrungsergänzung* und dann den Wert- clarro weniger als üblich, denn es soll ja ein Geschenk sein; und die Person soll keinen Zoll oder sonstige Gebühren zahlen.

tja- da fragt do der Neunmalkluge- warum denn noch orginalverpackt wenn es ein Geschenk sei- hat der Schwachkopf angenommen- ich würde mein Geschenk vorab öffnen? Ausserdem fragte er doch etwas leicht provozierend warum sie denn aus dem Ausland Ware bestellt habe- wo doch inländische Produkte viel besser sein und sicherer.

Hat es in Teutonia diese Art von Produkten? Habe noch keine D'Adamoprodukte gefunden- ausser den Alten via NL; hat es in Teutonia adäquate ingredients or amounts = nöööööö auch nicht- hallooo wo bleibt mein Recht auf freie Entfaltung und Selbstbestimmung? Weder ICH noch der zu Beschenkende sind offiziell bevormundet- ergooooo......:-(((

Leute....jetzt ist es wohl soweit.........................AUSWANDERN heisst das Zauberwort



Dearles,mes chers ami(e)s

Codey Alimentarius seems to be now officially implemented; what has happend today; ??

I sended some products from Switzerland to Teutonia, but please understand me well- it was meant as a birthdaypresent! So at the customs the parcel has been opened and the person who was concerned was

asked to come to the customs to give her statments about those products and why and how and bla-bla-bla. I marked nutr. supplements on em- but the customer said no supps- the ingredients and amounts are too high and it is concidered as medication but as it has no EU-registered no's on them they can't be introduced onto the european marked---hey...hey...hey this should have been a gift...dearles...nothing else...no sales nor something similar was expected....! Then he asked why ist was in the orginal box...man-oh man this should have been a gift! and why did she ordered such medication in USA in Europe we do have similar and much safer producst...buawahaoa.... I am buuurrrsting.....:-((

Where are my rights to be *myselve* and to handle my own wishes and life by myselve??? I've the right until somebody tells something other...to be self-determinized; no-one of use needs a guardianship until now....

hey peoples I think its' the time right now.....*e m i g r a t i o n* is the magic word...

The rain continues. This summer has been much closer to average than the past few summers. Now that it is August, it is raining almost every day. This whole summer has been cloudy and rainy with sunshine showing up occasionally. The temperatures have pretty much stayed in the mid 50’s to the mid 60’s.

There were reports yesterday that there was “termination” dust spotted on some mountain tops. “Termination” as in summer is over, fall has arrived, and winter is around the corner. Once it snows on the mountaintops, it is usually about six weeks until the first snow. Snow doesn’t usually stay on the ground until the end of October.

Tonight’s dinner was so good. I fixed a nice meatloaf with lots of onions in it; fresh from the garden zucchini, steamed carrots, and a rice pilaf. Last night’s dinner included a fresh green salad from the garden, too. We had salad with lunch today instead of with dinner.

Because it has been so cool this summer, the tomato plants in my solarium have been slow in ripening those tomatoes. We’ve eaten some small tomatoes from the Tiny Tim and the Tumbler. Finally, now one of the large tomatoes is beginning to turn red. There are several tomatoes on the three big plants. Eventually they will ripen even if I have to turn on the heat. I closed the only open window this week because the daytime temperatures have begun dropping into the lower 50’s. That seemed to start the reddening of the first large tomato. My cucumbers are doing horribly because of the lower temperatures. I won’t get to pick any from them. Tomatoes and cucumbers can only be grown under cover whether in a greenhouse or solarium. There are some Russian tomato plants that do survive the weather outside, but the ones I planted this year died.

The broccoli is not doing much and the kohlrabi is just now beginning to show a slight bulge. If the cold holds off, I might get some kohlrabi. If we get a few nice days the broccoli might produce. The peas are still flowering and also have quite a few pods. The pods are still very thin, but should fatten up soon; hopefully the moose will not get to them first. All the root vegetables are doing fairly well; as are the Swiss chard and kale.

Well, this is about all for tonight. I must get into the kitchen and blanch the turnip greens and then put them in packages to go into the freezer. So, have a good night. Take care…

I should probably point out that I’m not claiming my “anti-hurry gene” is blood-type related. In fact, it seems quite blood-type unrelated, since my father (reportedly an O) had it, but my husband (a fellow A) does not.

For example, if I ask my husband to do some project for me, I’d better have all the details figured out before I ask, and then get out of his way, because Hurricane Hubby is about to blow through! To see him work, you might think he’s a super-O who scoffs at stress. But no, he’s a true-blue A, and getting the job out of the way as quickly as possible is simply his way of minimizing stress.

Whereas my worst stress comes from dealing with deadlines, you see, his comes from having an unpleasant project ahead. But we’re just alike in our desire to sidestep the stress as much as possible.

Hi everyone,

No, I didn't forget you. It's been more than a few days but I'm back. I was on that detox for a few weeks. Thought it would help make the 'hot spot' vanish. You know the hot spot that the the Sentinel Breast Scan found a few weeks ago on my right breast. I went because the breast that I had cancer in nine years ago had some funny pain and I forgot that radiation does that sometimes.

The 70 plus, astute and very nice, radiologist kept looking at the mammogram and then at the sonogram screen, and then admitted that he couldn't find a thing. Well I was sure whistling inside for the next 24 hours and still going strong.

This Sentinel Breast Scanner is supposed to detect the first signs that a cancer may be forming up to ten years before other procedures can detect its presence. Well, Peter D reached in his suitcase of herbs and gave me 2 more bottles to take. That is a total of 8 so far not counting my regular boring supplements, like calcium, probiotics, B's, etc etc etc. Gotta stop this stuff in its tracks. You know what he always says, if cancer wants to stick, we make it slide; if it wants to slide, we make it stick.

OK, I better go watch that great movie, The Secret, which will remind me about that attraction thing. You know, how we can have anything we want if we just 'feel it', visualize and all that stuff. You should(I hate to should you but this is an exception) watch that movie...on the internet.

I'm switching my private blog to Myrna's Mind. I decided, after looking in the thesarus for bodacious, that it didn't fit me. Well, a few of the synonyms did but most didn't and besides, I'm not a boomer and never will be. Actually, I am above age chronologically. So out goes Bodacious Boomers and in comes a more subdued understated simple but interesting Myrna.

So glad to be here talking to you. Will be back soon!

Myrna's Mind

PS- check out 'bodacious'!

assured, aweless, ballsy, bold, brassy, brave, cheeky, chesty*, cocky, confident, cool hand*, courageous, crack*, daring, dashing, dauntless, doughty, flip*, fresh*, gallant, game, gritty, gutsy, gutty, heroic, icy*, indomitable, intrepid, lion-hearted, nervy, plucky, salty*, sanguine, sassy*, smart, spunky, sure, unabashed, undaunted, unflinching, valiant, valorous, wise

I went to the Bureau of Motor Vehicles Tuesday evening to renew my auto registration. After waiting my turn for quite a while, I scanned the walls to see what time it was. There was no clock in sight. A very kind gentleman across from me deduced the reason for my contortions and volunteered, “It’s 6:55.”

When I was a kid, there were clocks everywhere. Every gas station had one in the window for the convenience of both customers and passers-by. Every drug store had one over the soda fountain, emblazoned with the slogan “It’s time for Coca-Cola!” Every schoolroom had one, appropriately placed right next to the door.

Nowadays, clocks are scarce in public places. Sitting in the BMV waiting area, I wondered why. Is it because everyone wears wristwatches now? No, people wore them back then too (we kids even had Mickey Mouse and Cinderella watches). Is it because people used to be more obsessed with time? On first thought, the opposite seems to be true – people are in more of a hurry now than ever. But on second thought, who needs clocks if they’re still going to be in a hurry, no matter what time it is?

I seem to have been blessed with an anti-hurry gene. My father had it, much to my mother’s consternation. My brothers and I all inherited it. My cousin (on my father’s side) has it as well, and our husbands commiserate with each other.

Of course, my bosses weren’t any fonder of Dabbler Standard Time than Mom and Hubby are. They would encourage me to develop a “sense of urgency,” and I used to try. Oh, how I would try. But whenever I tried to rush, I would make such a botch of things that my project ended up taking twice as long. I finally learned to assure my frantic boss that I was rushing at full tilt, but then ignore him and take my sweet time. That way, the boss was happy, and I usually got done on schedule.

When I read Dr. D’Adamo’s books, I found out that difficulty dealing with stress is a standard-issue Blood Type A characteristic. Because we tend to have chronically-elevated levels of a stress hormone called cortisol (which I think of as a sort of time-release adrenaline), we can’t just tackle stress head-on the way O’s can, because that would elevate our cortisol levels even further and turn us into blithering idiots. At least, that’s the effect it has on me.

So now I finally understand why I had to deal with my bosses the way I did. Because of my anti-hurry gene, deadlines are a major stress for me. Because of my blood type, forcing myself to hurry anyway is counter-productive. Therefore, as I learned by trial-and-error, the best way for me to deal with a deadline is to ignore it and just do my job.

At least now I know that it isn’t “just me.”

grrrrrrr.... üezzii meine Liebchens :-)

ich konnte es nicht lassen und habe mal wieder tiefgetaucht...gewurschtelt und gebuddelt na und ich bin fündig geworden.....stellt Euch vor was Ihr täglich zu Euch nehmen dürft, mit staatlicher Autorisation :-(

mas ou menos in jeder Frucht-Korn-Brot-Fleisch....einfach egal was, sind ca 412 Fremd-und Zusatzstoffe in Form von Chemikalien erlaubt, hey da sind alle E's noch garnicht eingeschlossen!!!

D.h. Haltbarmachung, Akarizide,Fungi-Herbi-Insekti-Nemati-und sonstige Leckerlis als zide.....bäääää......

Dann chömmet no Vorratsschutzmittel,Pheromone,Saatbeizmittel u. Synergisten dazu, dann die lecker Metalle, u.u.u.....

Bitte dies nicht nur bei uns in der Schweiz- nein in den EU-Staaten scheints noch leckerer her zu gehen....

und dann chömmt so Einer und will ne ordentliche Detox verbieten via Codex Alimentarius (von Quark-köpfen die sowieso kein Ahnung haben)......

ich hoffe nun schwer,dass Ihr nun alle wisst, warum WIR BTD machen und BIO essen :-) (sollten) !!!!!

Na denn gut Mampf...Küsschen...Schlüsschen...Eure Bio-BTD-Isa



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hello all dearles :-)

I just grabbed deep-deep in the newest legal advices of Ch and EU-legislations where all kinds of chemical permissions are written and fixed....and what do YOU think what you may eat daily with the permission of this gorvernment???....at about 421 different chemical products are permitted for treatments of all kind of breads,meats, fish,veggies,fruits...equal what- even the E's arent counted in .....:-(((with?)..

And please dont' think that this is only in my country of Switzerland....it seems that the EU-legislations do have muchmore *leckerlies - finies* to prescripe with foods ...................

and then there comes some Quarkies to establish without any kind of knowledge about the thema,this form of Codex Alimentarius...and thus to forbide us a normal and good detox with adequates stuffies....

I hope, that YOU acknowledge now WHY YOU should eat organic and BTD .................:-)

kind regards truly yours BIO-BTD-Isa

I recieved an e.mail today with the following question:

"I just wanted to ask you a few questions regarding your days as a vegan. I too am an O blood type and have tried to be a vegan for years thinking that it was good for cancer prevention, weight loss , etc. However, my stomach just can't stand all the ruffage. I hate to be too personal, but for me, it was the gas and finally going to see a doctor b/c of it. Did your problems involve not digesting the food properly? Also, I have been working out so hard this summer and have not seen the results that I want b/c my body is holding onto the fat. That is what brought me to this diet. How have you done on the ER4BT? Also, did you have any problems before with your thyroid?"

I started to answer this e.mail directly, but the answer was so long, I decided to make it a blog. In the process, I answered another comment, which was:



"Where is the research that proves "Eat Right for your Type" is the best diet?"

So here is the answer to the question of my life as a Vegan:

Becoming a Vegan was, without a doubt, one of the very worst things that I ever did for my health. I became a Vegan for animal rights issues. Long story. After obtaining an animal science degree from Cornell, I thought that I had a pretty good grip on what was going on in the animal production industries, but I was wrong. Anyway, I decided to become a Vegan.

One of the very first indications that Veganism was not for me occurred within the first day or two: horrendous, hideous gas. I am not a gassy person and I am extremely regular with my bowel movements. All of the sudden I was a gas monster and I was having huge bowel movements many times per day. My stomach was really wracked out by it.

The next thing that happened was that I started to have all of the symptoms of thyroid issues and perimenopause, even though I had only just turned 40. Over the following few months, I gained nearly 30 pounds and I lost all of my energy. All I wanted to do was sleep. It was horrible. On top of getting heavy, got “fluffy”. My body type tends towards being voluptuous, and I got very, very soft. Part of this was that I had so little energy with which to work out, but part of it was that I was eating TONS of tofu, edemame, soymilk and other soy products. Soy became one of my biggest protein sources.

Even though I was focusing on veggies and fruit and limiting my grain intake, in order to get enough protein, I was eating lots of soy and wheat gluten. This was simply and clearly a physical disaster for me. I found myself sinking further and further into all of the symptoms of thyroid problems, chronic fatigue syndrome and perimenopause. On top of this, I was always hungry and had continual meat fantasies. I was a member of the Veggie Boards at that time (http://www.veggieboards.com) and I would read post after post about how this person got so disgusted walking through the grocery store and seeing the raw meat and that person almost threw up when they were at a picnic and had to smell the meat cooking, and I’m walking through the grocery store and, LITERALLY, drooling at the meat in the display thinking that it was all I could do to keep myself from buying some and eating it raw right then and there. I realize now, that most of these people who couldn’t stand the meat were probably type A’s. I have found that many of my type A blood type friends don’t like to eat meat if it is too close to it’s real form. For instance, my type A girlfriend can’t stand looking at raw chicken and really hates being served chicken that isn’t off the bone and skinned. It’s not because of dieting, but because she, as an A, just likes her meat to be as far removed from the source as possible. I, on the other hand, prefer my meat with bones and skin and as CLOSE to the animal state as possible.

Anyway, the overwhelming urge to eat red meat was horrible. I just could never get satisfied, no matter how much tofu I ate.

Finally, nearly a year into being a Vegan, my mother found the BTD. She is an A blood type, and I was hoping that I would be, too. After all, I was still committed to Veganism, in spite of my deteriorating health. I started to follow the A diet, while waiting for my typing kit. Being a Vegan, this was very easy to do. Then I typed myself: Type O. I was devastated. How could I follow my heart if I was a type O? I finally started to get real, though. It was extremely clear that my health was suffering. I was the heaviest I had ever been. I was out of shape. I had no energy. I felt like hell every day. I was miserable with the fantasies of meat. I didn’t know what to do.

My Mom and I went on vacation together to Miami Beach. The first night that we went out to dinner, I finally was able to talk about how miserable I was. My Mom was very concerned because I looked so bad. She said that I needed to start following the BTD and that I needed to start eating meat. She told me to worry about the animal suffering later – that I needed to be healthy if I was going to do anything for anyone. She told me to order some meat and to just enjoy. I ordered a salad with steak on it. For a moment I was actually worried about eating that first bite of meat: what if I had screwed up my stomach so badly that I could no longer digest meat? My fears were groundless. When that salad came and I ate that first bite of rare steak, I nearly swooned. It made such an impression on me that I still remember that moment. It was as if every single cell in my body was celebrating the meat coming in. For the first time in nearly a year I felt satisfied. I also felt energy sweep over me. It was nothing short of a miracle.

I ended m Veganism then at there and started to follow the BTD as closely as I could.

I wish that I could say that my Vegan experience ended there, but it didn’t. Keep in mind that one of my staple foods was Boca Burgers, a Vegan burger made from wheat gluten. Over the next month of following the BTD, I started to eat really cleanly, being very careful to avoid all wheat. About a month into this, something scary happened: I started to become anaphylactic when I ate any wheat. While the symptoms were not severe, they were definitely there. If I ate any trace of wheat, I started to wheeze and my throat would start to close. I started to get asthmatic from any wheat consumption at all. Then I started to notice I was becoming reactive to nearly all grains. I worked my way through the compliant grains, and had symptoms with nearly all of them. I started to get scared. I went to an allergist and had all of the scratch tests: nothing. BUT, I then he had me eat a wheat cracker and then he measured my air: sure enough, I was getting constriction with the wheat. He talked to me and told me that sometimes when someone is not truly allergic to something, but rather “sensitive” to it, but then gets HUGE exposure to that item, after that, when that item is removed, their body then overreacts to exposure to that item again. He said that he had seen this happen many times with cat allergies. A person would be someone allergic to cats, but then would actually end up living with several cats for a period of time. If they then were removed from the cats for some times then re-exposed, their allergies to the cats would then become dangerous. He said that there was nothing that he knew to be done about this. He felt that, over time, my body might adjust itself, or I would be anaphylactic with wheat and some grains forever. He gave me a prescription for an epi-pen and sent me on my way.

About a week later, I unknowingly ate a tiny amount of barbeque sauce that must have had wheat in it and had the worst reaction yet. I nearly ended up in the emergency room and I was scared to death. My entire throat seized up and I could barely breath. I took some OTC antihistamine and tried to decide whether or not I needed the epi-pen. I didn’t have insurance at the time, and those things are EXPENSIVE. I ended up going home, but I was very scared.

I called the D’Adamo clinic the next day and became a phone patient. The Dr. at the clinic at that time – Dr. Bronner – was very helpful. I went onto a full BTD regime to help me get my body to settle down, and, over time, that is what it did.

The great news is that I dropped that 30+ pounds within 2 months of switching to the BTD, and while I still have a weight problem (I always have had one) the extra from being a Vegan is gone and has never returned. What DID return was my energy and my feeling of good health. What went away were my thyroid symptoms, my peri-menopausal symptoms and my chronic fatigue symptoms.

Speaking of which, I want to make a note here to you, also: I have found that soy is a very, very bad food for me. While wheat gluten is probably the very worst food I can consume, soy is also a bad one. I can eat soy sauce (actually I consume a lot of Braggs Amino acids), but I now stay away from tofu, edemame, soymilk and other soy products. I have found that consuming even small amounts of these – let’s say more than an ounce or so – gives me very quick perimenopausal reactions. It also triggers other problems in me: I can’t stop eating it, for one thing. It makes me fat, for another. Mostly, it makes me feel horrible.

BTW, I still struggle with grain and starch addictions. I can feel how bad they are for me immediately after I eat them. That being said, however, I don’t allow myself to ever completely give them up – even wheat – for the fear of triggering another allergic reaction. I work on consuming small amounts here and there to keep my body from overreacting again. It is always a struggle for me because I am so addicted to these foods that often a little ends up being more and more, so it is a line that I have to walk very carefully.

So, my foray into Veganism was nothing short of a disaster. It was a nightmare for me all the way around. I have decided that, instead of trying to save animals by not eating them, instead I am working on supporting alternative ways of growing and processing our animals for food. Chickens have one of the worst lives going. Since I don’t really like chicken anyway, I simply limit that amount of chicken that I eat. There’s not much of a good option in the chicken world.

I DO buy my eggs from an old man who has bunch of chickens running around his place. This is the second situation of this type that I have found. You have to look around, but eventually you can find some “real” eggs, and, once you DO find them, it is nearly impossible to eat store-bought eggs, even the organic ones, again. Keep your eyes open and talk to people. There are real eggs out there for all of us, we just have to find them.

I also purchase a whole steer once a year, have it slaughtered by a family operation and processed by the same people. I then pick it up and put it in a chest freezer. Not only do I know that the steer that I purchased was raised on pasture and grass-hay only, but also I have talked extensively with the people who own this tiny slaughterhouse about how they handle and slaughter the steer that I buy. The man who runs the slaughterhouse goes to a rancher that he knows pasture raises his beef steer and does not feed them grain and he purchases the steer from this man for me. He then hauls my steer back to his slaughterhouse himself and lets the steer be in a pen for a few hours to settle down, so that it is not stressed when it is killed. They then humanely kill the animal themselves. Because this person does it himself, he is sure that the animal is killed quickly and painlessly and does not suffer in any way. He is very aware of the fact that stress affects the meat and he does his best to limit the stress to the animal. They then age the meat for me, process it to my specifications (how I want the cuts cut up, whether I want hamburger or chili meat, etc) and deep-freeze it so that it is hard frozen when I come to pick it up. After finding this operation, all I have to do is to call him up, send him a down payment and let him know how long I want it aged and how I want it processed. He then calls me about 3 weeks later to come and pick it up. The last steer that I purchased ended up being 330 pounds of meat. I paid a total of $2.30 pound when all was said and done. $2.30 per pound for grass-fed, aged beef. Now, I pay that for the soup bones as well as the filet mignon, but it is a veritable bargain and I know that the meat that I am eating has been treated well.

I also ask the butcher to get me kid goats (cabrito), which cost me $60 each and lambs if they can get them. Unfortunately last year his lamb supplier lost his entire herd to coyotes. I can also purchase rabbits at the same place. My goal this year is to find a good supplier of game. I really want some venison steaks. I miss pheasant and wild geese, but I think that those are mostly northeastern game and are not really available here in south Texas.

I have decided that the best thing that I can do for animal rights is to try to find ways to consume animals where the animal has a decent life and a humane death. While I often cannot live up to this goal, I work at it bit by bit, with the knowledge that I am not only helping the animals, but I am making myself healthier in the process.

I am often asked why I follow the BTD. I am often told how people have seen things on TV or read articles in magazines saying that the BTD is hooey. I have read those articles, too. I know that the BTD can seem like it goes against everything that the “experts” tell us. For me, however, it is the only way to go. I have found through my own experience that the “experts” often don’t know what they are talking about or, worse yet, are in someone’s back pocket. I was never unhealthier than when I ate a completely Vegan diet. I have gained a lost the same 60 pounds numerous times in my lifetime, and I have never kept it off. Lowfat didn’t work for me. Neither did “Low Carb”. Counting calories only made me crazy and diet pills only worked for a while.

I believe that the BTD will get me where I want to be. I have had a hard time following it, but over the years, habits have been reformed, and I find myself in a better place each month that goes by.

I believe that, as a type O, if I had remained Vegan or even vegetarian, I would have ended up with a serious illness. My body simply could not function without red meat and with all of that soy and grains going in. My immune system was completely out of wack. How could I have possibly fought off a simple illness, let alone something serious like cancer? I believe that a Vegan diet would have ended my life sooner and certainly would have made my life a living hell. I could not have felt, physically, worse.

I completely understand the ethical reasons for becoming a vegetarian or Vegan. For me, however, feeling good has allowed me to make personal changes that have helped animals as much, if not more than, being a Vegan. If I don’t eat animals, the will not stop making food out of them. If, however, I DO eat animals, but support industries that treat the animals well, then I am truly bringing about a positive change by taking the money away from one source and giving it to another.

I guess that I find the BTD to be something like religion. It takes a certain amount of faith to do it. It takes a certain amount of belief that it really is the best way to go. It takes a certain amount of work to not stray from the path and to hold the course. The BTD is a matter of choice. I am a Unitarian. It seems like my whole religious life has been one of exploring the possibilities and sorting out what works for me and what doesn’t. I have experienced the same with diets, and I know, for sure, that this is the one that works for me.

Peace - Rachel

Soccer is over!!! We drove over 200 miles to another granddaughter’s soccer tournament in Wasilla. It was the State Soccer Tournament and my granddaughter was on the KPSC U-14 girls’ team. We left Wednesday morning so we would be there for her second game which was to begin at 2 p.m. Then there was another one on Thursday morning which put them in first place going into the semifinals on Friday morning. Overall, they were good games and until the last game, they had good referees.

The last game was refereed by young teenagers and it just wasn’t very good. They had no direct adult supervision and the refs just didn’t seem to know what to do, especially considering that this was a semifinal game. That was unfortunate because several girls were hurt (one continued to play with a concussion) and necessary calls were unmade. Fortunately, our girls played as good sports people should. They lost but have no reason to hang their heads. The other team won on paper, but should hang their heads for the very aggressive and unsportsmanlike behavior they exhibited.

It rained or drizzled the whole time we were there. We spent the rest of our time shopping, visiting, eating out, or just relaxing in our hotel room. The room had a nice, little kitchen so we shopped for “our type” of food. It was also much less expensive to eat that way, too.

My daughter called me just after we had gotten home last night. She was parked along the highway about 40 miles from here and was watching a pair of orphaned grizzly cubs playing and eating in the river. They were orphaned last year and take advantage of the fish remains thrown into the water by many fishermen. This area of the river is not a place where the grizzly or black bears used to frequent, but since there is easy pickings for fish scraps many bears now spend a lot of time there. This is also the area where I hit and killed a black bear cub several years ago while driving to Anchorage.

Another grizzly in Anchorage wasn’t so lucky this week when he tore open a plastic cover over electrical wires. Bears are so nosy and love to chew up plastic. Anyway, he had fun until her chewed into the 5000 volt wire. Another bear, a few miles outside of Anchorage, is having fun finding tents and jumping onto them. They collapse and if there are people in them, they scream and the bear wanders off until he finds the next tent and he can do it all over again. A week or so ago, about a mile from here, two men were attacked by a grizzly as they were walking. It bit one but quit when he “played dead” and then turned on the other guy. He raised such a ruckus that the bear scampered off.

I’m still recuperating today. Even though I get ample exercise walking to and from the fields I get very tired on these trips. I need to take a day or so after we return to relax and rejuvenate. Tomorrow there is a garden that needs tended and a bunch or greens to blanch and freeze for winter soups and stews.

Today at the store I bought some steaks, sweet potatoes, and fresh green beans to fix for dinner tonight. I sliced the sweet potatoes and baked them in the oven, steamed the green beans, and made a salad from fresh lettuces from my garden. The steaks were fried on my griddle using a spray instead of oil. It was good! I also bought some plums for dessert.

Well, that is all for tonight. Take care. Till next time….

My idea of good food is wholesome ingredients prepared so they retain their identity – simple stuff. It’s a good thing that I feel this way, because I’m not much of a cook! Once I decided to bake bread regularly, it took me ten years of cautious little experiments, but I finally got a basic whole-wheat bread recipe that would turn out halfway consistently for me – and right after that, I started the Blood Type Diet. No more wheat!

But I discovered that I have two wheat-like options: Spelt is OK for everyone except O non-secretors, and Kamut is OK for all A’s and all O’s. (To find out which foods are OK for your type, just click the TYPEbase button at the left side of this site’s home page.) I’ve been using mostly spelt, because it’s easier for me to find around here than Kamut, and also cheaper.

For my first batch of whole-spelt bread, I used my whole-wheat bread recipe without any changes except for the type of flour. I was in a hurry, so I didn’t take time to knead the dough properly, but the bread turned out surprisingly well for a first attempt.

The next time, I was determined to do things right. The dough had been a little sticky before, so I used a bit less water this time. The bread had tasted a little flat, so I upped the salt. And I took my time kneading. I figured this batch would be perfect. Well, it did taste better, thanks to the extra salt. But it didn’t rise worth anything.

I did some Internet reading, and found that spelt’s gluten is different from wheat’s – it doesn’t take kindly to kneading! That’s why my first batch had risen so much better than my second. And spelt dough doesn’t want to rise as long before baking as wheat dough needs to. I assume that this is why some people describe spelt dough as “temperamental,” but it seems to me that it merely takes less work than wheat – the perfect dough for a dabbler!

After ten months, I feel well enough acquainted with spelt to share my recipe with you. (Just be aware that this makes a fairly substantial loaf, not lightweight “grocery-store” bread.)

Basic Whole-Spelt Bread

(makes 1 loaf)

1 1/2 cups (355 ml) water

1 Tablespoon (15 ml) blackstrap molasses

2 teaspoons (10 ml) active dry yeast

1/2 teaspoon (2.5 ml) salt

20 ounces (565 grams) whole-spelt flour (about 4 3/4 cups / 1.1 liters)

Grease or oil a loaf pan, approximately 4” by 8” (10 by 20 cm), measured inside the top (see Notes 1 and 2, below).

Heat the water to lukewarm, around 100 degrees F or 35-40 degrees C (see Note 3, below). Pour about half into a separate container and whisk in the molasses and yeast. Dissolve the salt in the other half.

Put the flour in a large, shallow bowl. When the yeast water has at least half an inch (1 cm) of foam on top, pour it and the salt water into the flour. Squeeze the mixture through your fingers until everything is thoroughly combined (see Note 4, below).

Shape the dough into a loaf (or just pat it into the pan). Preheat the oven to 325 degrees F (160 degrees C). Let the loaf rise (see Note 5, below) until the very top is about an inch (2 or 3 cm) higher than the edge of the pan (see note 6, below). Bake for 70 minutes. Remove the loaf from the pan and cool on a rack. Store in a plastic bag or in a bread box (see Note 7, below).

Notes:

1. If all you have is a 5” by 9” (13 by 23 cm) loaf pan, you can use it, but your loaf won’t rise as high. My pans are actually 4 1/2” by 8 1/2” (about 11 by 22 cm), and they work just fine.

2. I oil my pans with a mixture of olive oil and lecithin, and the baked loaves just fall right out. I put about half a cup (120 ml) of oil in the blender and add a little lecithin, either powdered or liquid. (I’m still trying to determine just how little to use. A tablespoons (15 ml) is more than is necessary, but that won’t hurt anything.) I store the mixture in a covered jar on the pantry shelf.

3. To help the dough rise better, you can optionally add 1/8 teaspoon (0.5 ml) ascorbic acid powder (or one 500 mg vitamin C tablet). Just dissolve it in all of the water.

4. If the dough seems too dry, you can mix in a little more water, or if it seems too wet, mix in a little more flour. Write down what you did, so you’ll know how much to use next time.

5. The dough will rise better if you cover it with a piece of smooth cloth (such as a kitchen towel) that has been gotten wet and wrung out. This is especially helpful in very dry weather or in the winter when the indoor air is dry.

6. If your baked loaf droops down over the edges of the pan, that means that you let it rise too long. Make a note to get it into the oven next time when it’s not quite as tall. On the other hand, if your loaf seems a little flat, you might want to let it rise until it’s just a bit taller next time.

7. The bread’s texture is better (more springy) if it’s stored at room temperature. If the loaf won’t be used up within a few days, however, it will stay fresher in the refrigerator – its texture will be more crumbly, but toasting will revive it very nicely. You can also store it in the freezer – a frozen loaf thawed at room temperature will have the same texture as a freshly-baked loaf. (I like to pre-slice a loaf and keep it in the freezer, then take out a slice at a time for toasting.)

After coming back from my trip to Denver, I realized that my body desperately needed a break from coffee. Yes, I am a type A, and yes, I do know that coffee (when organically grown and preferably cold-pressed) has many health benefits, I also came to accept that my body was addicted to it; I could not go more than two days withdrawal without developing a migraine headache. My stomach hurt upon manual palpation.

Withdrawal from coffee has been quite an adventure. Realize that it's only coffee and not green tea or chocolate that I have temporarily avoided. The first thing that happened was a migraine, of course, two days after giving it up. Then came the cortisol crash. Here I was at the end of my weeklong vacation and I just felt so depressed. It didn't make much sense as I had just come out of that time of the month and the pms should have subsided... but I figured that it's important to just take one day at a time.

Then next thing I noticed was an incredible amount of weight gain (five pounds!). Being as little as I am, five pounds can seem like ten or twenty on a taller person. Since coffee is a diuretic, again, my salt balance was off in my body and a lot of this was retained water (oh, yes, and all that Trader Joe's beer and organic tortilla chips!!). But as of now, my body is slowly coming back into balance and the weight has come back down.

It was kind of funny when I found out that higher weight at my annual OB-GYN check-up. "Oh my gosh, I'm 112 pounds!" did not go over with too much sympathy from the heavy-set nurse jotting down my stats. She, along with another heavy-set RN, were giggling boo-hoos at me the entire time I was lamenting about this five pounds I'd put on.

Now, along with this caffeine withdrawal, I also decided to give my body a restart in the hormone department in the only way I currently know how to do (with pharmaceuticals). I took OTC-lo to get my cycle back with the moon (menstruating around the new, then ovulating around the full). Immediately, the breast tenderness was so prominent. I cannot believe I took that stuff for over seven years!! What really amazed me even more was that I was on an even higher dose in college. Oh, man, my poor, poor liver.

So here I am in August, pill free and coffee free, for now. Other changes I've noticed.... my body just seems to have a higher frequency. As I've started to dive deeper into the world of essential oils, I've heard that coffee actually lowers one's frequency. Maybe that sounds a little new age, but perhaps the roasting process and all the acids created when steamed/percolated have something to do with this. The more I dig into the world of nature and all the intuitive explanations for why things are, which sound too abstract or flaky to Joe Science, the more I actually see the true science in these phenomena and they become even more real to me. Does this make sense?

What else has this coffee-free experience brought me? Well, less back pain. Less calcium and magnesium is being leached from my body from the diuretic effects of the coffee so I'm waking up a little less stiff. The craving for the coffee has also subsided. I can walk into my job where the coffee-shop is across the hall without going insane smelling the aroma.

I don't know how much longer I'm going to keep this up. I heard this horrible urban legend once about some dude who gave up coffee and started to have these headaches and then found out he had a brain tumor of which the coffee had been preventing the exponential growth. Also, back in the spring I had two thermography scans done on my breasts to have on record as a baseline. Rightie has some fibrocystic masses which look fairly benign but Leftie has some stranger growth patterns that seem to be coming from the middle of my chest. The radiologist who interpreted the scan recommended another scan six months from the time of the last scan (which would bring me into December) to look for any changes.

Well, that being said, knowing where the "hot spots" were on the scan, I was annointing my chest with a lavender-based massage oil this week and noticed for the first time a lump poking out from the left side near my sternum. Of course, this could be anything, but it does seem a little suspicious. Does this coincide with the coffee withdrawal? Perhaps. Coffee is, after all, a bennie for type As. It's full of anti-oxidants. It could be keeping those naughty little carcinogens at bay.

Now that I've maxed out my flex-spending bucks with my HSA at work, the thought of paying a copay to have some physician just say to me, "just keep an eye out on it," seems so pointless. Unless a practitioner is willing to biopsy the thing straight from the get-go and get right down to business, I just don't want to be freaking out about the whole thing. However, yes, being an A, I need to be extremely careful despite my age and perhaps take this whole thing seriously.

I've come to this conclusion about the current medical field. While science, in our test-tube way of seeing it here in America, has brought about many significant discoveries, the ART of medicine, the intuition, the subtle sixth sense, is practically lost in everyday practice. But I've decided that the most important thing is to get in touch with one's own body first and listen to it as it tells one what is right.

This brings me to tonight. I visited Intelligent Nutrients store (The IN) because I received a postcard in the mail for a "birthday gift with purchase." In that box was a Wunderbar, some supplement tablets, some powder for an antioxidant shake, and..... a sample packet of organic coffee. Where shall the journey take me next? Do I surrender to intoxicating aroma of Horst's shared abundance and bust open the java?

To be continued.....

ok, this is going to be a quick disappointing blog, but I wanted to write so Dr. D didn't move me to retired status, for goodness sakes I'm only 25 I can't retire yet, social security just can't provide the lifestyle I am accustomed to. Anyway I have been incog for the past few weeks because I just moved and am going a bit CRAZY trying to get everything done. So I'll keep you all filled in, but don't expect masterpieces of lit. coming from this blog page for a bit, maybe just daily updates instead

guten Abend meine Liebchens :-)

also mal kurz zuschlagen und nochmehr informieren....alle ob. gen. Systeme sind schlicht und ergreiffend Erkennungs-systeme...wo...wer....wie....und was...macht mich aus. Wie komme ich dahin...dienlich der

Selbsterkenntnis nebst grandioser Möglichkeit ein bisschen an sich zu drehen und zu arbeiten :-).....ohne

fremde *Hilfe* :-) ....grins .....:-)

Keirsey zeigt auf globaler Ebene auf...welcher Typus in einem Menschen am meisten entwickelt wurde,

welche Eigenschaften und Vorzüge dieser hat, ohne jedoch auch auf die Schattenseiten hinzuweisen. Desweiteren beschreibt er im 2.ten Teil wer mit wem am bessten *matched* oder zusammenpasst in Sachen Partnerschaft- dann Kinder und Jobfindung und adequate Menschenführung immer hinweisend mit den jeweiligen Beschreibungen als NT-NF-SJ oder SP-styler :-)

Riso versucht grandios nix hinzubiegen- jedoch mit Hilfe einer sogen.Schablone-genannt *Enneagram*

schafft er es, aufzuzeigen was passiert- wenn eine Person- ausgehend von seinem *Grundtypus* den so-

genannten integrativen Weg wählt....oder eben auch gerade die andere Richtung...den desintegrativen Weg. Dh. sehr anschaulich wird aufgezeigt- wenn der nichtintegrierte *Schatten* am Werk ist und uns mächtig ausrutschen lässt.Auch zeigt Riso auf- was dazu geführt hat, oder haben könnte ...*warum* jemand sich zu diesem Typus Mensch hin-entwickelt hat und auch welche mögliche Seiten desweiteren in ihm anklingen können- diese beschreibt er als Tendenz-typii....alles sehr spannend.

Myers-Briggs beschreibt in ihrem Buch *gifts differing* sehr klar und aufschlussreich- was passiert wenn gewisse Tendenzen in einem Psychogram schwach- stärker oder sogar garnicht entwickelt werden oder wurden; sie verweist nicht auf Entwicklungsstadien in unserer Jugend-jedoch auf die einzelen zu entwickelnden Stärken und Schwächen in unserer Ganzheitlichkeit. Denn im Grunde durchlaufen wir das gesamthafte Enneagram im Laufe unseres Lebens- wir sind mal 1 oder 4 oder 7, dann wieder ganz jemand anderer- das ist normal und gut so denn nur eine laufende Veränderung bringt Früchte- wir wollen nun nicht werten- bei welcher Richtungswahl wir verblieben sind.Jedoch bleibt unser Grundtypus immer vorrangig- denn hiermit gehen wir auf und in die Welt (zu) und behaupten uns auch mit diesen Strategien.

Wer ist nun der Wahrheit am nächsten? Der Eine schreibt es sei aufgrund unserer Entwicklung seit Jugenszeiten...die Andere geht von reiner Entwicklungsstrategien aus -je nachdem was mehr oder weniger *vorherrscht* und der Dritte zeigt eigentlich nur die verschiedenen Charactertypen in ihrer ureigensten Art der Interaktionen in Famile-Beruf und täglichem Umgang mit der Welt,sowie auch der Führungsstyle .Hierbei verweist der Autor auch darauf- dass vor ihm schon vor jahrhunderten einige kluge Köpfe solche Systeme implementierten und auch für die Psychosomatik Anwendung findet.Er jedoch

weist hauptsächlich auf seine Feinarbeit hin- die Typii ziseliert dargestellt zu haben...yup da hat er Recht.

BTD zeigt uns auf, dass unsere Blutgruppe wohl doch mehr als nur eine Determinierung unseres genetischen *ich so seins* darstellt- denn im Prinzip repetieren sich unsere morphologischen Aehnlichkeiten schon- jedoch auf sehr individuelle Weise; und jede unserer Blutgruppe scheint eine Präferenz für einen oder mehrere psychologischen Scripts entwickelt zu haben, Mischtypen eingeschlossen.Ergo ergibt sich aus der Summe aller Rückschlüsse doch ein ganz grosses Fragezeichen bezüglich Stimmigkeit gewisser therapeutischer Massnahmen gerade im psychischen Bereich....

der Mensch bestimmt in seinen Denken-Handeln-Fühlen durch Hormone-Neurotransmitter-sozialem Umfeld-Herkunft-Ausbildung-Ernährung-Gewohnheiten etc.ist immernoch bereit....dem auf ihn projezierten Gedanken-oder Wunschvorstellung seines *ich so sein's* eines manipulativen Beobachters (Gesellschaft)zu gehorchen, vor lauter Angst der Massenvorstellung nicht zu entsprechen.D.h. er muss über lang oder kurz neurotisch werden!- Die einzige Möglichkeit wirklich an seine Quellen der erblich bedingten Determinierung zu gelangen heisst BTD- denn hier kann der jeweilige Körper sich regenerieren-die Psyche wird adequate ausgeglichen und Wohlbefinden auf vielen Ebenen wird sich einstellen.

Zuerst müssen alle Formen von Mängeln beseitigt werden-d.h. das Depot muss auf allen Ebenen aufgefüllt werden und das geht nun mal nur durch Supplementierung...und bitte nicht zu knapp :-)

Spannend wird wohl das erwartete Genotype-diet Buch werden; mal sehen wie hier zu den Korrelaten-Ernährung-Psyche und Genetik die neuesten Erkenntnisse ausfallen und dargestellt werden....

Look, there's no sense in beating around the bush here. This is getting way over the top and I can't be silent now as if nothing 'that bad' is happening in OUR lives. It's not just a war that we hear or read about OVER THERE, somewhere else.

Here is what a blogger Carmel from Israel wrote today.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

"Chemotherapy, Anyone?

While we keep fighting each other, Cancer is a silent lethal enemy fighting all humans from the inside, symbolizing our ability to self destruct. Today I visited a friend of mine recovering from a breast cancer surgery and although it seems the lump was completely removed, she might have to receive chemotherapy to make sure it's all clear. That "making sure" is a dangerous treatment which might harm many other systems in her body, including fertility, but that's a small prices to pay when the alternative is giving cancer the benefit of the doubt. I tried to convince her not to accept this treatment. I know people who refuse chemotherapy in much serious cases and treat themselves through alternative medicine successfully. But most people with cancer panic so much and trust doctors too much they can't take those chances, so they accept colloquial damage to the body "just in case".

Suddenly it occurred to me cancer is a brilliant metaphor for this war. Let's say Lebanon is the person, and Hezbollah is the cancer eating that person from within. When the cancer is already spread all over the body, it's pointless to start operating on each lump, the person is full of it and you can't dig a needle out of the hay. Chemotherapy gives a death strike to the whole body. The person will never be the same, but he'll survive. It seems everyone expects IDF to be the surgent in this case since other doctors are so afraid of the malpractice law suits. The U.S had too many deformed patients this year; it's IDF's turn to draw the fire.

(We can't treat a patient against his will, especially if he has learned to live with cancer in some form of denial and would rather maintain that status quo than start loosing his hair. but if that patient keeps attacking the hospital crew because of this illness, I guess it'll be forced upon him).

A person understands the sacrifice he makes when undergoing chemotherapy, but when it comes to the state level, every time the hair falls or you throw up, you blame the doctor for being a murderer and an abuser. I'm not becoming heartless at this point. I know that in the micro level killing children is more horrible than words can express, but if it wasn't done intentionally and systematically it can't be a war crime, because than every war is a crime! (I personally believe every war is indeed a crime and one day it'll be illegal to start a war under any circumstances, but I believe the world is not ready to embrace that yet. Although, the amount of war crime accusations is a good indicator we are making our way there).

I am not justifying this killing!!! It hurts me!!! People die on both sides!!! But this is war, nothing more nothing less, like western medicine is what it is with all its faults. This is how war works and this is how chemo works. Sometimes when your health is better and the cancer is not so spread and embedded in your other tissues, you can afford alternative solutions. But there are cases, like Lebanon's case, I believe, in which there's probably no choice. It doesn't seem logical we have to harm my friend's fertility in order to kill cancer in a different part of the body but this is how it works. I guess the same logic applies to the reason IAF attacks in certain places to avoid Hezbollah escape north. I don't know...

A later update:

Tonight was a lethal night. 4 rockets fell in the center of Haifa and many are dead and injured. 10 reserve army soldiers newly-drafted and ready to enter Lebanon were killed from one rocket by the border and their names weren't published yet, I'm worried for my friends who might be there. This is just getting worse and giving Israel the legitimacy it needs to strike back, probably on the back of Lebanese people again. I'm so depressed with all this death and I don’t think the war can be stopped anymore, I'm afraid the West is quite comfortable with us disarming Hezbollah, and they figuere, since everyone already hates Israel so they better take advantage of it and at least finish the job this time.

How many people have to die until our societies move beyond ideologies or pragmatic interests and realize nothing can be more important and sacred than individual life? God isn't an army lord giving orders from his pedestal in the sky. He doesn't tell the difference between us, it's us who tell those stories to ourselves for generations. Every time a person dies somewhere, a star falls, a spark of God's light goes out. What will be of us if we don’t wake up in time to save our savior?"

Sorry for the delay in blogging. The past week has been chaos incarnate, as I knew it would be. That, of course, is one of the reasons that I have put the “start date” of really getting clean and back to the program as mid-August or the beginning of Sept. Regardless of that, I’ve been really still concentrating on what I am eating, what I really like, what is just habit or compulsion and what I can easily give up.

But what does that – the food life of a family of type O’s – have to do with the AB?

Well, it looks like, very shortly, a dear friend of ours is going to come to live with us indefinitely. A teenage girl, a best friend of my daughters’, a child that I really adore needs to live with us. She is an AB.

I started to go through the typebase last night, and was really shocked to see how limited – in my view – the AB diet is. While it isn’t the polar opposite, so to speak, that the A diet is, it IS a challenging program, especially for a teenager in this day and age.

So, what to do? Well, the first thing is to find the foods that work well for BOTH O’s and AB’s, and to understand the major avoids for AB that we eat regularly. This is what I am finding so far.

Thanks goodness lamb is a neutral for Type AB. We ALWAYS have lamb cooked in the house, as my daughter prefers lamb to beef. I am thinking that, perhaps, I need to investigate finding some ground lamb at a reasonable price.

Eggs are something that we also always have at home that are cooked and ready to go. Thankfully, eggs are a large part of our diet and AB’s can eat eggs.

Turkey is a bennie for AB, while chicken is an avoid. This works very well for me. My daughter and I really don’t care for chicken at all, so we rarely serve it. The only time that chicken even comes up is when my daughter’s best friend comes over, who is a type A.

Beef will be a problem. One of my fallback foods for my daughter is homemade hamburgers. Also, I am almost ready to purchase another whole beef. Beef is the centerpiece for so much of our day-to-day food. I simply cannot prepare multiple meals for multiple people, but perhaps we can work around it. Also, this AB loves beef AND chicken, so limiting those things will be a challenge.

Almonds, walnuts and macadamia nuts are all OK. Peanuts are bennies for AB, but are avoids for us and my daughter LOVES peanut butter, so that’s out for around the house.

Most of the veggies that I would normally serve work for all of us. Peppers are out, but I usually cook those for myself, not for my daughter, and substitutes are easily arranged. There are a few oddities, but they are easy (artichokes, cucumbers for us, etc.).

Milk is a problem, but it is also a problem for my daughter – one that I have not solved – so that can be ongoing. It is a slight problem that butter is an AB avoid, but I can simply get a non-transfat margarine for her, and use butter for ourselves. Thankfully ghee and olive oil – two of my cooking staples – are fine for all.

It looks like the biggest challenge will be beef, and I’m not sure how that will be handled. Perhaps keeping a cooked turkey in the fridge will help us there. I usually buy turkey lunchmeat at Costco and have that around, as my daughter likes turkey sandwiches. While it is not the BEST choice, it is easy and works.

Since I cannot find either my ER4YT or my LR4YT, I might need to get one or the other. I’m not so familiar with the AB personality or what the best exercise plan would be.

So, on top of learning about my OWN self, I now have to learn about the AB…..see?

My rose bushes far outdid themselves this year. The largest bush was covered with hundreds of beautiful, dark pink blooms. The wild roses, a white rose bush, and my soft pink, double blossom rose bush also all outdid themselves, too. There are still some roses on the bushes.

Lilies!!! I bought a new lily plant this year and to see it in bloom is a real treat. The flowers are a deep maroon. It does clash a bit with the bright orange Tiger Lilies that also share the flower bed. This fall, there are some beautiful, bright yellow lilies that need to be transplanted to this lily bed where I think they will be happier.

The fireweed is growing and the flowers are heading up towards to top of the stalks. Once they reach the top (and they are midway now), it is only six weeks until winter or the first snowfall. We have several fireweed plants that have joined the perennial garden on the north side of the house. They volunteered to do so and look quite pretty there, too.

Most of my flowering plants do well on the north side. That side gets the morning and the evening light but is shaded during the time the sun is highest and warmest. But, as with the lilacs, some plants bloom a bit later in the year than if they were planted where they got more sunlight.

Moose! I thought I would quote parts of an article from our local newspaper. “Moose meat is so lean that doctors often don’t count it as a red meat when calculating dietary regimens for heart patients. … moose has only about 8 percent of the fat and one-third the calories of beef. Yet, moose meat provides about 33 percent more protein per bound than a similar cut of cow. … a moose carcass should yield between 250 and 600 pounds of meat – depending on the animal’s age after the head, hids, viscera, bones, and lower legs are discarded.” Two hundred eleven moose were hit and killed on the Kenai Peninsula during the past year. Where my husband had planned on hunting this fall was destroyed by a major forest fire. We may do without moose meat again this year.

Alaska is a large state. Most people don’t realize that it would take 425 Rhode Island’s to fill our borders.

We have grandkids staying with us this weekend. Their sisters are in Anchorage for a tournament and their team is currently in first place. Depending on whether they win their 8 a.m. game tomorrow will determine whether we go to Anchorage or not for the final game. It they win again (and we expect them to do so), then we will drive up there to watch the 2 p.m. championship game.

This morning and much of the afternoon was spent at the soccer fields in Kenai as the two grandkids were part of a soccer jamboree and shootout. Their season is now over. Next week will end the soccer season for the older kids. Then, things will be getting back to a slower speed for them and for us, too. But, the red salmon have finally arrived in abundance….

I made a really good Great Northern bean soup this week. Besides the beans, I added beef bones, cooked ground beef, sliced carrots, onions, tomato sauce, sliced turnip and turnip greens, spices, and some leftover rice. It tasted wonderful the first day and even better on day two. I love beans!

Our summer temperatures have been fairly cool this year with temperatures in the mid 50’s to low 60’s during the day and almost always into the 40’s at night. Most days have been at or below average temperatures. Most plants in my garden are doing fantastic with the cooler weather. It also made it perfect for cooking beans.

Take care. Till next time…

I’m a lot like my father, but in different ways. He visited his doctor the way some people go to church, for example, and took prescription drugs by the literal handful. My own doctor tends to look startled when I show up in her office, but I’ve been keeping regular appointments with my nutritionist for many years, and I currently take 72 supplement “pills” every day. I rattle when I walk! When I began the Blood Type Diet ten months ago, I hoped that I would soon be able to discontinue most of my supplements, but obviously that hasn’t happened yet.

I order the great majority of our supplements from a place in Wisconsin that gives great discounts. This saves us a bundle of money, but it means doing periodic inventories and then calculating how much of everything we’ll need until our next order, which is a hassle, so I tend to procrastinate until I actually run out of a few things. When that happened recently, I bought a few really critical items at the local health-food store and just let the rest slide.

The weather has been hot and humid the past couple of weeks. Air conditioning is wonderful, but it can do only so much, and I had become increasingly lethargic, irritable, and spaced-out. What little sleep I was able to get was fitful, and I woke feeling exhausted.

The shipment from Wisconsin – a twenty-pound box! – arrived yesterday evening. I unpacked it after supper, and along with my bedtime snack I took half a dozen supplements, things that I’d been out of. I turned on the bedroom ceiling fan, did a few crossword puzzles, and finally fell asleep.

Overnight, a miracle occurred! Even though it’s still a steam bath outside, I slept my full nine hours, and woke up clear-headed and refreshed. Apparently those supplements that I thought I could do without for a while were more important to me than I realized. This isn’t the first time that I’ve been amazed by the extent to which my state of mind – and even what appears to be my basic personality – can be affected by my supplements. (In fact, I sometimes wonder whether I’m actually a human being, or merely a collection of supplements that has somehow achieved self-awareness.)

It’s easy for me to become impatient with the number of supplements that I still need to take, and to forget that there has been significant improvement in several areas. My nutritionist says that my adrenal glands are stronger than they have been in years.



My mantra continues to be “Give it time …. Give it time …. Give it time ….”

I am torn between the Middle East, the 'hot spot' found with thermography, my detox/cleanse and staying calm. Guess I'll tell you about the 'hot spot' today. As you know, I am an Ab secretor with MM subtype. To some of you, it's obvious what that means. Everyone should understand that in my situation, it's important to be strict on the BTD, take the important anti-cancer supplements but also much more. The much more is the hard stuff...to remain calm and de-stressed...not easy when being excited is the very thing that keeps me going, feeling alive and continuing my creative ventures in life.

I mentioned in my bio that I had breast cancer 9 yrs ago and asked Peter D if I could sit back and relax now. You can guess what he said...we have to keep vigilant always! I hadn't gone for a mamogram in almost 2 yrs because I wanted to be healthy on my own and didn't want to give worry any attention.

So my body gave me a signal(sensitivity on the breast cancer side) and I received a brochure for this new thermography equipment in my gynocologist's office that can detect abnormal cells before it becomes a bigger problem.

So I went and the amazing thing is that it was on the other side that a 'hot spot' showed up and amzing that the universe sent me the clue to go for a check up.

Next step, mamogram and ultra sound to find out what's going on in the 'hot spot' area. I feel like I am watching the whole scene and taking notes from a distance.

Will keep you posted....