I still find myself fuming at the MD who was on call the day DD and SIL left the hospital with BC, and I am very thankful for the PA they saw the next day.
DD didn't think she would find hospital food to here liking, so she had packed beneficial foods in her suitcase. She was glad when there was salad on her tray, which she ate with EVOO from home. She made herself peanut butter sandwiches. She brought fresh fruit, nuts, and oatmeal. So she ate like an A for herself and her little A baby.
In addition to all of the amenities I mentioned before, each bathroom in the maternity ward has its own whirlpool tub. A couple of times a day she got to sit in warm swirling water, which helped her to heal rapidly. Granted she had a fast labor, but her soreness disappeared quickly.
Day two was busy. The nursing staff was constantly teaching them something - like how to bathe the baby until the cord fell off. There were diapers to change and feedings and paperwork and more feedings.
The second night BC was more active and not quite as content, so DD and SIL started the day a little sleep deprived. That's when they encountered the pediatrician on call from the clinic. She was rushed. She had several babies to release that morning. She seemed to be more interested in protecting herself from any possibility of a lawsuit, than in making this a joyful moment for the parents.
BC's bilirubin was 8. She told them that the limit was 10, and he was too close. She would release him, but they would have to take him to the doctor first thing the next morning and have him retested. She did not encourage breast feeding. She wanted lots of fluid and lots of protein in his system. Colostrum, God's plan for a baby's nourishment for the first 2-4 days, was not satisfactory for this pediatrician. She wanted them to start supplementing formula. By the time they had finished the checkout process they were worried and feeling inadequate.
We had a wonderful afternoon at home together, taking pictures and getting settled. But BC was not a happy baby his first night at home. He wanted to nurse often. He woke up whenever they put him down in the bassinet. He cried a lot.
They left for the doctor's office sleep deprived and scared. Why wasn't her milk in? Was he dehydrated? Would he have to go back to the hospital? Was his umbilical cord ok? Was his circumcision infected? BC looked like a normal, healthy newborn to me, but the doubts planted by that pediatrician dominated the thoughts of these two new parents.
At the doctor's office, BC was examined by a PA. The PA explained that all babies have an oversupply of red blood cells when they are born, and as those cells break down the bilirubin level goes up. No need to worry unless it gets really high. No need to supplement formula. Milk for first time mothers comes in at 3 - 5 days. Until then colostrum is just what a baby needs. Everything looked great, and he told them they were doing a good job as parents.
They were still sleep deprived when they got back to the house, but they were happy and confident again. What a difference bedside manner makes. Both the MD and the PA saw the same baby and the same lab reports. One focused on all the things that might go wrong. The other encouraged and informed.
I want my medical advisors to be knowledgeable. I want them to tell the truth and not hide things from me. I need to know when something is wrong. I need to know what danger signs to look for.
At the same time, I want them to tell me how I can be proactive. I need a reminder that worst case scenarios don't usually happen, and that I am competent to take care of my body.
The phone rang at 4:50 Tuesday morning. HH and I were instantly awake. DD said, "I think you are going to be grandparents today."
She wasn't having painful contractions yet, but other signs indicated that active labor had started. HH and I began packing our bags and preparing to close up the house. We were on the road before 7:30. I texted DD that we were on the way. SIL texted back two words - 9 cm. Oh my! Labor was progressing fast! As we drove we were praying for a safe delivery for both our daughter and her baby.
We were not even half way there when we got another text. BC is a Boy! We have a grandson. He is healthy and our daughter is fine. HH was laughing, I was crying, and we were both praising God.
I loved the hospital where she delivered. They want baby and mother to have skin to skin contact immediately. They barely wiped BC off before they put him on her chest and covered them both with a blanket. Nurses put his first diaper on him, but after that DD and SIL changed him as needed. There is a nursery, but the nursing staff urges mothers to keep their babies in the room with them all the time. There was even a fold out bed in the room for SIL. The hospital strongly encourages breastfeeding, and BC had already had his first meal by the time we arrived.
Those things may sound routine to young people, but when I had my first child - less than 30 years ago - none of that was normal. My son was already wrapped in a blanket when he was put in my arms. I never changed a diaper, and I didn't even see his toes until I got him home. I made the nurses unhappy when I insisted that they not give him any formula. I think I was viewed as a radical.
I knew in my heart that DD's easy labor and healthy baby were a result of the care she took throughout her pregnancy to eat right and exercise wisely. It's one thing for her mother to feel that way, but even members of the hospital staff affirmed that her muscle tone made her labor go so smoothly.
I do not have words to describe what it was like to hold BC for the first time. All babies are little miracles - but holding the next generation of my family in my arms is….just GRAND!
We asked the nurse about his blood type. He is an A. DD is delighted.
Pi is a Greek letter used as a mathematical symbol in circle geometry. Since the first three digits of Pi are 3.14, this makes March 14th (3-14) “Pi day.” Since pie is round, and sounds like the Greek letter Pi, we celebrate Pi Day by eating pie.
We started this a few years ago when I was homeschooling, and we spent the whole day doing math with circles and baking. This year, Pi Day fell on a Friday, which means I’m usually busy preparing for the Shabbos meal. This year was exceptionally busy, as I spent the morning at the doctor’s office with an injured child rather than at home puttering around the kitchen.
Still, I managed to bake a couple of pies to accompany Friday night’s dinner. First I made a broccoli pie instead of the roasted green beans we usually have as our green veggie for the meal. For the past few months, I’d saved the “broccoli crumbs” in the bottom of a Costco-sized bag of frozen broccoli. I combined the crumbs from 3 or 4 bags of broccoli and warmed them in a baking dish. Meanwhile, I chopped an onion very fine and sautéed it in oil and salt. When both were cooked, I let them both cool a bit, then combined them, added a few eggs, some more salt, a dash of cayenne pepper, and a little bit of onion powder, since I hadn't used quite enough fresh onion. I sprayed a pie plate with cooking spray and poured the filling in to bake.
Meanwhile, Hannah made the pumpkin pie. Jack had walked to the closest grocery store and picked up a can of pumpkin and a 4-pack of Rice Dream drink boxes. Had I planned ahead, I would have made homemade rice milk and I would have bought the canned pumpkin ahead of time. The recipe on the can called for a 12 ounce can of evaporated milk, but we substituted 8 ounces of rice milk. I've been doing that for years. The rice milk is thinner than the evaporated milk, so we use less, and the overall texture is about the same. Normally, I’d use honey or agave in the pumpkin pie, but Hannah was doing the baking and she used granulated sugar- though we did use about 2/3 of what the recipe called for. Most recipes are WAY too sweet for our tastes. Just like the broccoli pie, we skipped the crust and sprayed cooking spray on the pie plate before filling.
When each pie was mostly done, I took it out for a moment and drew a “pi” symbol into the top with a clean chopstick. Then the symbol was firmly embedded when it was fully cooked.
I’d originally planned to make some kind of dessert pie with some slightly over-ripe apples and/or pears from my fridge, but I ran out of time and energy.
I must be cautious about projecting what is happening in my limited sphere to the world at large, but what is going on with feet?
Since this time last year I have known three people who have had melanomas on the bottoms of their feet. Two have had surgery; the third has surgery next week. Of the two that have had surgery; one is not doing well, the other is now improving after a number of post op complications. The one who has surgery next week got good PET and MRI scans, so he is projected to recover completely - except for wearing compression garments the rest of his life.
We are bombarded with statistics about sun exposure and sunburn causing skin cancer - particularly melanoma. But who gets sun exposure on the bottom of their feet?
We are told that you identify melanoma when you have a changeable black spot on your skin. I have a changeable black spot that my dermatologists assures me is a seborrheic keratosis. The melanoma’s on these friend’s feet were neither black nor changeable. One of them started as a blister that didn’t heal up.
There are even worse foot complications in my corner of the world. A high school friend requested prayer for his wife. She had a blister on the bottom of her foot that didn’t heal. She went to the doctor when it started oozing blood, and she had a flesh eating bacteria. When she woke up after surgery, he held her hand and said, “I’m sorry. I had to choose between losing your leg or losing your life. I chose your leg.” Her leg was amputated above the knee.
He went home that night and as he got into bed, he felt something different on his own foot. He looked and saw a little blister. It was still there the next morning, so he asked the doctor about it when he went to visit at the hospital. They admitted him, and he also had the flesh eating bacteria. Because his was caught so early, he only lost three toes. They are both stable and doing rehab - her as inpatient, him as outpatient.
I have so many questions?
Where do you pick up a flesh eating bacteria in February? I could understand if it was summer and they were walking around barefoot, or wading in stagnant rivers or lakes - but it’s cold outside. Neither was doing anything remotely connected with the conventional way people get flesh eating bacteria.
Is there any statistical proof that sunscreen reduces the rate of melanoma? Don’t get me wrong - I use sunscreen - it’s worth it just to prevent the misery of sunburn. But is it really effective at preventing any kind of skin cancer, particularly melanoma?
And for me the biggest question of all - how in the world do you know when to seek medical help? If I go to the doctor every time I have a cut or a blister, they will label me as a hopeless hypochondriac. I risk not being taken seriously when a real problem does arise. Yet there is clearly a time when you put away the vitamins, herbs, and OTC remedies to seek medical intervention.
If you are reading this blog, you are probably proactively involved in your own health, as I am. I will continue to live a healthy lifestyle, and provide optimum raw materials to my body through nutrition. I can be aware of changes in my body. I can call a doctor when self help remedies do not work in a reasonable amount of time. But ultimately, I live by faith. I cannot control a lot of what happens around me. I cannot even control what happens inside of me. I choose not to live with worry or fear. Ultimately I put myself in God’s hands, knowing that he is faithful to heal those who love and follow him - either in this life or the next.
Once in a while it is good to know you are on the right path. I got another affirmation about the BTD last week.
My first exposure to Dr. D’s books said that wheat and dairy were the two worst foods for Type Os. Since I quit them both at the same time, it took a while before I realized in my body, that dairy causes stomach pain and wheat causes weight gain. That was confirmed last week.
I have never bought Deflect, because I don’t eat many avoids. However I was taking three of the Deflect components separately.
I take bladderwrack supplement every day, because it is supposed to be bind lectins in Type Os. I hope that is not oversimplifying the matter. What Dr. D actually says is, “Since bladderwrack is such excellent food source of fucose and fucose containing sugar chains, it can actually bind many of the more problematic blood type O lectins, bacteria, and microorganisms.” That plus normalizing my metabolism was enough for me.
I put a spoonful of larch in my breakfast mix every morning for fiber.
I had been taking two glucosamine capsules every morning. I started them for joint pain which went away a long time ago. I continued when I had a flare up of an autoimmune problem. Glucosamine is the first thing on the Type O anti-inflammation protocol list. The autoimmune problem subsided last fall, so I stopped taking the glucosamine.
I’ve been getting along just fine following the BTD faithfully at home and as well as I can manage when I’m away. But last week was a “perfect storm” for cheese. I had lunch at a friend’s house and she had cheese in the main course. No problem. Because I eat so few avoids, I can handle a little cheese occasionally. I had two luncheons that week, and cheese was again on the menu. Still I was doing ok.
The end of my body’s tolerance came at a church fundraiser. The fundraisers are to support our youth choir summer mission trips. Most of the time they serve either pasta or Mexican food at the fundraisers, but this time the menu was chicken breast with steamed vegetables and salad. I said to HH, “Let’s go!” The chicken breast was covered in cheese sauce. I could have scraped it off, but I didn’t. After all, I rationalized; a little cheese doesn’t usually bother me.
But I had eaten more than a little cheese during the week, and my stomach became inflamed. The heartburn that had plagued me for 10 years roared back. I got serious...no avoids at all. Very few neutrals. I was eating almost all beneficials. Yet two days later my stomach was still hurting.
Back I went to the protocols. There was glucosamine at the top of the anti-inflammation list. Glucosamine that had not only helped my joints and my autoimmune problem but had obviously been fighting the occasional cheese that I thought I was getting away with. I started taking glucosamine again
Ginger was third on the list, and I had that in my refrigerator, so I made ginger juice and started drinking a glass of water with a teaspoon of ginger juice.
The next day the stomach pain was gone.
I’ve been on the BTD for 11 years now. It’s become routine. Once in while I wonder, is the BTD really the reason I feel so good, have so much energy, and take no prescription medication? Last week was the affirmation I needed. Avoids do indeed effect the way I feel. BTD supplements do protect me when avoids are unavoidable. I am on the right path, and I’m staying with it!
Es motivo de gran alegría atestiguar la creciente conciencia en la comunidad médica sobre el poder de la nutrición personalizada. Se corre la voz sobre el por qué ciertas dietas funcionan para algunas personas y no para otras. Esto solo confirma aquello que el Dr D ha estado investigando por más de 35 años, sobre la relación existente entre el tipo sanguíneo (siendo este un marcador genético) y Nutrición/Salud/Bienestar. Esto subraya y reitera la validez del concepto y cómo el Dr D (y su padre antes que él) han sido pioneros en el tratar a los pacientes como individuos.
Los que hemos tenido el privilegio y la curiosidad de seguir sus lineamientos, hemos podido prevenir problemas de salud inminentes en nuestra herencia, haciéndonos mucho más conscientes de aquello que hemos heredado a nuestros hijos, y podérselos a su vez transmitir de igual manera y a futuras generaciones. No son solo nuestros rasgos físicos, sino la herencia epigenética que proviene de nuestros padres y sus padres y sus padres. Tener este conocimiento cambia la actitud ‘pasiva conformista’ a una de optimismo y anhelo de poder cambiar nuestro destino genético. Si se puede!
El Tipo de sangre es la llave que permite entrar a la individualidad; una vez allí podemos elegir aplicar las bases de BTD o seguir explorando más allá factores determinantes como lo son el estatus secretor y/o eventualmente descubrir nuestro genotipo. Este proceso es fascinante, saber a detalle sobre uno mismo que nunca hubiéramos descubierto, como aquello que nos revelan nuestras huellas digitales o lo que significa tener un dedo anular más largo que el dedo índice o índice más largo que el anular, etc. y de qué manera esto repercute en nuestra salud.
Sabemos acerca de los múltiples desafíos y críticas contra las que ha tenido que lidiar el Dr D durante su brillante trayectoria de investigación, siendo estos mismos críticos de antaño los que hoy en día se adjudican y pregonan acerca de la ‘medicina personalizada’ como si fuese un novedoso descubrimiento.
Por suerte el Dr D se ha rodeado de una comunidad creciente que ve el enorme potencial en su trabajo; como individuos todos los que estamos comprometidos con la salud y el curar, así como, los profesionales que utilizamos estos conceptos en nuestras prácticas privadas. Se requiere de mucho valor para estar situado a la vanguardia de este movimiento transformador. Ya sea el científico creador o nosotros los que adoptamos y abrazamos esta ciencia innovadora sin precedente desde su inicio y no nos cansamos de divulgar sus beneficios con pasión. Estamos vinculados con toda valentía, reunidos por una simple gota de sangre que contiene en su interior la llave a nuestra individualidad. En las palabras del Dr D: "Su grupo sanguíneo es la llave que abre la puerta a los misterios de salud, enfermedad, longevidad, vitalidad y fuerza emocional".
El nos ha hecho participes al abrirnos dicha puerta.
Nuestro viaje consiste en seguir los lineamientos fisiológicos plasmados por Dr D, continúa logrando una nueva libertad y gozo. La motivación permite dejar a un lado pensamientos negativos; Hace florecer nuestra inteligencia emocional; Logra mantenernos centrados y más conscientes; el manejo eficaz del estrés; cultiva relaciones gratificantes; construye logros dignificantes. El disfrutar de ejercicios prácticos dirigidos a soltar toxinas tanto del cuerpo como de la mente, reemplaza el miedo con amor y se vive en equilibrio.
Les enumero varios tips extraídos de los archivos del COE:
. La raíz fuerte tiene propiedades anti bacterianas.
. El acto de mecer regularmente a un bebe promueve su crecimiento cerebral, aumenta el peso saludable, desarrolla la visión y la audición y favorece el desarrollo de patrones de sueño.
. Ojo tipo O: combinar la cereza con carne molida coadyuva a frenar el deterioro oxidativo de las grasas y reduce sustancialmente los compuestos HAAs (Haloacetic acid)
. Altos niveles de metales pesados o tóxicos en tejido son una carga biológica común en la mayoría de la gente. Las Algas contienen alginatos que se unen a los metales pesados y permiten el tránsito seguro a través del tracto digestivo.
. Cualquiera puede tener una infección de oído, pero el tipo A o hijos de madres con sangre tipo A, son mucho más propensos a verse afectados.
. Entre los tipos de sangre, el número promedio de cavidades es menor en secretores que en los no-secretores. Esta diferencia es más significativa para las superficies lisas de los dientes.
. El consumo de té verde podría aumentar la cantidad de energía (o calorías) que quema. Tiene propiedad termogénica que promueve la oxidación de grasas. El té verde es beneficioso para todos los tipos de sangre.
. El Trigo antiguo tenía un contenido proteico del 2% aproximadamente. Híbridos modernos suelen contener hasta 14% de proteína, en gran parte esto es debido a la manipulación genética en la creencia equivocada de que el trigo es un vehículo conveniente para rectificar la desnutrición proteica a nivel mundial. Desafortunadamente la mayoría de las fracciones perjudiciales del trigo, tales como las lectinas, se encuentran en la porción proteica del grano.
. Es sabido que un ataque de estrés agudo de cualquier forma provocara una reducción temporal del sistema inmune, mientras que el estrés crónico dará lugar a una continua baja en el óptimo rendimiento de diversos componentes del sistema inmunológico.
. Exponerse al sol de la mañana al despertar es esencial para la apropiada descarga del ciclo de 24 horas de cortisol.
Una ultima recomendación, específica de la fisiología:
El ecosistema microbiano del tracto digestivo se ve influenciado por el grupo sanguíneo. La genética por tipo sanguíneo no sólo influye en los niveles de jugos gástricos y las enzimas necesarias para metabolizar eficientemente el alimento, programa a su vez las características celulares de nuestro sistema digestivo entero.
Ciertos alimentos contienen componentes que actúan directamente en los antígenos de cada grupo sanguíneo, resultando en inflamación y producción de toxinas. Otros alimentos resaltan susceptibilidades y fortalecen al cuerpo contra estas debilidades. La buena digestión es resultado no sólo de elegir los alimentos adecuados para nuestra fisiología, sino también mantiene a nuestro sistema digestivo ajustado y balanceado para que la interacción de todos los elementos importantes, tales como jugos gástricos y hormonas, optimicen al máximo la absorción de nutrientes y la eliminación regular.
I don't have an explanation yet but this is working very well.
Since I cut back on my daily beef and trail mix consumption to fix my kidney stone issue, I have been eating two burger patties, the trail mix and then a final burger pattie throughout the day while I'm working. That would keep me satisfied until I had supper.
About two weeks ago I had an unintentional experiment where I ate three burger patties and then ate the trail mix last. To my surprise I did not feel hungry for the rest of the night. What's amazing is that I usually eat the trail mix between 9-10am, depending on how early I start my day.
I do drink water during this phase and it's been working so well that I've dropped 10 pounds. I'm down to 186 lbs. which is my normal summer time "ideal weight." I can't argue with the results and I have been feeling fine the whole time. I guess you could say the it's a form of food combining or un-combining depending if order is part of that style of eating.
I will add that I have also been rotating my El Dorado, Trehalose Complex and the Harmonia Deluxe each day. I know what each is supposed to do but I didn't notice anything besides acne when taking them before.
DD and SIL chose not to find out whether they were having a boy or a girl. When they had their sonogram, the technician knew that they didn’t want to know. At one point she got a good look, smiled, and said, “Your baby has gender!” But she blocked that part of the video, and deleted reference to it in her report.
Everyone is now trying to guess whether BC is a boy or a girl. Speculation is running about 80% for a boy. DD put a picture on facebook last night and asked her friends to post their guess. Boy is winning on facebook as well.
I don’t have a gut feel about gender. Perhaps I lean a little toward girl, but I think that’s mostly because I’m such a contrarian.
I have a son and a daughter. Both were fun babies. Both are delightful adults. I am content with whatever God has given.
However, I do find myself increasingly curious about whether we have a Type A or a Type O.
Are we going to have a carnivore or an herbivore? Will I be taking BC out for barbeque or salad bars? Am I going to be fixing hamburgers or peanut butter sandwiches?
Either way will be fine with me. We will bake cookies with neutral flour. We can roll power balls before we walk to the mailbox.
A few years ago at a Tupperware party I bought a set of forms to make my own popsicles. They have been waiting in the back of the cabinet for the first grandbaby to arrive. I’m going to eat my share of pineapple and grape juice popsicles on the back porch.