When I Was 69

When I Was 69
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Thursday, June 24, 2021

Last year at this time...


Halloween 2020

I was in Pulmonary Rehab...with the great staff seen here...though they shared Dave the nurse with Cardio rehab.

For graduation from the second rehab in a row, I got the specialists to take off their masks for a pic with me. Honestly I had had a relapse of coughing  just a week before, so my final pulmonary results were not that great. But I did enjoy continuing to work out at the gym at the Cardiac Medical Center with my insurance picking up the tab.

Let's review where I was in June of 2020. For several weeks I could barely walk to the mailbox or garbage cans outside my apartment. My heart attack had been May 15, and the stent and hospital stay were over by May 19.

This was in the midst of early COVID-19 medical treatments while I had been hospitalized, and then the Ornish Rehab program by the end of July (Here is a link about my beginning Ornish Rehab.) All of the medical providers had to have amped up to have adequate sterile treatments. So we disinfected our hands regularly, stayed 6 feet away from each other, and masked continually.
Dr. Asbill and Tamara. He was the head of Ornish, and she was the nurse coordinator. The program closed in Dec. 2020. I've heard that Mission Hospital is starting a rehab program using the Pritiken Diet. So at least they are aware how important diet is to rehab!

I had my first post hospital doctor's visit sometime in June. I was put on many medications when I had been discharged from the hospital, and even spent a week wearing a heart monitor, because I was so short of breath doing anything. No arrhythmia was found at least. I continued to have blood tests, and calls with various nurses. 

My resting selfie with the heart monitor while exercising. This really gave me a sense of assurance when I pushed myself and was breathing heavily.

It was a hard couple of months...until I started the Ornish program July 30. I didn't exactly need medical care, and many friends brought me foods (vegetarian of course). I kept in touch with my friends, but hadn't been able to see any of them because we all were distancing and isolating. I was really lucky my friend, Helen, was willing to take me to the hospital and pick me up a few days later.

The staff which gave us Ornish direction...Tamara, Michelle, Jay, Kelly and Chris.

Another friend has a full time job, but can frequently text me when she doesn't have customers...and we stayed in touch a lot! I would also talk by phone to another friend weekly...and I certainly spent a lot of time sleeping! 

On graduation from Ornish, we gave the staff little cups with their names on them...pictured are Patrick, Jay, Jordan, Michelle and Tamara

Food? Many gifts from church friends, and I'd already done the "stock pile of 2 months worth of food" in case there wasn't any other available. But I was glad not to cook. I remember a good friend from church brought some cleaning supplies, which were hard to find in June 2020.

I had kind of enjoyed having nurses take care of me for the 4 days of hospitalization...I kid you not. Then I was home with was a sudden sense of my independence in which I really didn't know how to treat myself. I knew I had to exercise by walking, so started going to the lake again, stopping as needed!

I could sit at the computer (and did) and put out the monthly newsletter at the end of May and June. I could continue my blogs, which were mainly sharing photos around my life (still are!)

I liked these reclining steppers...NuSteps.

Half of the machines were closed to use, so people could remain 6 feet apart. We didn't have to wear masks while exercising, which was a bit help. I never heard of any of the participants getting sick from that.

I just looked at some of my old blogs during the time I did rehab...I really felt cared for, and was optimistic in my life. I've become a bit more - sober perhaps...not as dedicated. I know that I can continue to eat vegetarian and exercise (which I really need) but some days I just don't have much care, and am back to wanting someone else to cook for me, so I purchase food that's been prepared that I can take home to eat. That includes fish and sometimes red meat. Yes, I allow myself to have some things that aren't on my diet. And I allow myself to skip exercise sometimes. 

Will I live until this time next year? Or the next? I don't feel very attached to continuing this life, though most of it is enjoyable!

I'm currently looking at how to grieve my loss of pottery creativity. And maybe to find something my shaky hands can do still. Who knows...

Sunday, May 23, 2021

A scientist who dealt with racism

 Dr. Ernest Everett Just, (August 14, 1883 – October 27, 1941)

 "Since history is not the factual record of events but the dramatic narrative our species superimposes over events, it is historical irony, in the classic Ancient Greek literary sense, that [Dr.] Just was among the biologists whose work laid the foundation for genomics and its sobering revelation that we share 98% of our DNA with a head of broccoli, dwarfing to absurdity the sub-negligible biological differences on which humans peg the artificial othernesses of their senseless biases." 

[Dr] "Just felt increasingly stifled by the swell of racism in his nation’s bosom, which kept him from obtaining a teaching position at a major university worthy of his talent and credentials."

Ernest Everett Just (Marine Biological Laboratory Archives)

Ernest Everett Just (Marine Biological Laboratory Archives)

Dr. Just "...admired as the “black Apollo” of science by the Italian women working at the Neapolitan laboratory for which he left Woods Hole, is the subject of The Vast Wonder of the World  by librarian-turned-author Mélina Mangal and Colombian illustrator Luisa Uribe — a lovey addition to the growing corpus of picture-book biographies of cultural heroes to foment young hearts with inspiration for growing vast minds and tenacious spirits.

Dr. Just "...believed that "life as an event lies in a combination of chemical stuffs exhibiting physical properties; and it is in this combination, i.e., its behavior and activities, and in it alone that we can seek life.".[31] He also wrote: "[L]ife is the harmonious organization of events, the resultant of a communion of structures and reactions",[11] and "We [scientists] have often striven to prove life as wholly mechanistic, starting with the hypothesis that organisms are machines! Living substance is such because it possesses this organization--something more than the sum of its minutest parts"[32] He argued forcefully that the "ectoplasm," the outer region of the cytoplasm, and not the nucleus, constitutes the heart of the dynamic cell. He was convinced that the surface of the egg cell possesses an "independent irritability," which enables the egg (and all cells) to respond productively to diverse stimuli.[33]

Source: Wikepedia

  1.  Just, Ernest Everett (1988). The Biology of the Cell Surface (Facsimile ed.). New York: Garland Pub. ISBN 978-0824013806.
  2.  Just, E. E. (1933), "Cortical cytoplasm and evolution". Am. Nat. 67: 20–29.
  3. ^ Newman, Stuart A. (2009), "E. E. Just's 'independent irritability' revisited: The activated egg as excitable soft matter" Archived 2016-01-18 at the Wayback MachineMolecular Reproduction and Development 76 (11): 966–974.

Thursday, May 6, 2021

Why whole food plant based diet?

I've gone through some deep thought, then asked a few professionals, mainly my doctors, what they thought of my diseases and any dietary recommendations. That left me still not sure. Then I just ate what I most liked for a while, but avoided a lot of dairy and meat, and did have more fats and cholesterol raising foods. Tomorrow I'm having my fasting blood work done. I've had 6 solid months of eating a whole food plant based, low fat diet. And only in the last month have I fluctuated.

So I'll not be able to tell exactly how that stricter level of eating might have affected my numbers. But I have found out why it was important for me to try other foods for the last month. First, I couldn't cook when I was really sick with pneumonia. I ate minimally, and mainly soups, crackers,and liquids but was also on antibiotics, which also played havoc with my gastro-intestinal system.

Incidentally, these are other doctors who are talking about WFPB diets, and Dr. Ornish isn't involved anywhere. 

As I came out of fevers, I continued to not want a messy kitchen that had to be cleaned up, so I went to various take-out restaurants. That was at least once a day for five out of seven days a week. And some of those meals had fish or chicken in them, as well as veggies.

I did find I preferred to avoid high fat foods. But I was craving salt a lot. Not sugar. I was happy still with my daily 2 fig newtons. But I could go through a bag of potato chips, or popcorn a day. I haven't figured out why except that the drugs I'm on have really dehydrated me. My skin looks like an alligator's. I have to rub vaseline on my feet so they don't crack from the dryness. I sure hope I can get off whatever drug causes that symptom. I'm drinking a 10 oz. glass of water every hour or so during the day. Swelling sometimes in my ankles, but not directly related to salt intake...and maybe more related to how long I sit here at the computer.

So these comments are for my own journaling efforts.

And here's a link to one of the best (though its 10 years old now) movies which promotes whole food plant based diets to reverse some diseases, including cardiac conditions.

Forks Over Knives on YouTube. If you haven't seen it, or some of the other ones about eating for health, do take the time to see it. There's really no reason we should continue to eat in an unhealthy way.

Tuesday, February 23, 2021

How are we mourning half million deaths from COVID-19?

It's all over the news...a new milestone. A stone - a weight around the necks of those who care about others...whether you're related to them or not...whether you knew them or not...whether you cared FOR them or not. And we need to put some effort into a grief process that as a community can't easily be shared in a community.

Photo by Saul Loab

The 500 candles on the steps of the White House, Fe. 22, 2021, lit by President Joe Biden, and his wife, and VP Kamala Harris and her husband. Biden called for a moment of silence for the loss of half a million Americans to the pandemic, as well as 5 days of US flags flown at half mast.

The following quote is from Loss to the Whole Society: US Surpasses 500,000 Deaths from COVID-19 by NPR, Pien Huang author.

The disease has killed at least 100,000 people in the past five weeks and was the leading cause of death in the country in January, ahead of heart disease, cancer and other ailments, according to an analysis by the Kaiser Family Foundation.

Losing half a million lives to this disease was unimaginable when the first few people died of COVID-19 in the U.S last February. The disease soon began to ravage nursing homes and the five boroughs of New York City, frequently striking those left most vulnerable because of age, poor health, job requirements or crowded living conditions.

Now, around 2,000 people die from the disease every day on average, according to data from Johns Hopkins University, down from a high of over 3,000 a day on average in mid-January.

The pandemic's deadliest day in the U.S. so far has been Jan. 12, when 4,400 people died.

"The massive number and the loss of those people from our society has not been acknowledged," says Dr. Camara Phyllis Jones, an epidemiologist and past president of the American Public Health Association. "We cannot think these people are disposable and dispensable and that we can just get along very well without them. It's those kinds of blinders that sap the strength of the whole society."

It's hard to fathom hundreds of thousands of lives in the U.S., and some  2 million more around the world, cut short by the pandemic.

"We as a nation have not coped with this. It's almost as if these are individual losses to individual families, but that they are not seen as a loss to the whole society," says Jones.

She notes that the COVID-19 memorial tribute last month, on the eve of President Biden's inauguration, in which lights were placed around the Lincoln Memorial reflecting pool, was the first formal acknowledgement of the pandemic's death toll in the U.S. by the executive branch of the federal government.

For most of the past year the burden of processing the grief has fallen on health care and funeral home workers.

Cheri Bentley, a hospice nurse with Bluegrass Care Navigators in Kentucky, has witnessed nine of the 500,000 deaths. "The hardest part is watching loved ones who want to be with a patient, and patients who want to be with their families — and cannot be [due to COVID-19 restrictions]," she says. Bentley says the nonverbal parts of saying end-of-life goodbyes — holding the hand of a loved one, stroking their face or sitting beside them for hours — are lost.

Her work helping families say goodbye remotely has raised her own risk of COVID-19 exposure. Yet, in these cases, "I do it anyway," she says, describing video calls between patients and their families: "I'm inches from their face, and they're coughing and they can't breathe and they're struggling. And I'm trying to convey what the patient is saying to the family."

The toll of witnessing these deaths has largely fallen on frontline health care workers.

"When you're the person that's putting your own health at risk and your own family's health at risk, and you're the person witnessing those very real and raw situations, this is a great burden that's felt," Bentley says. "And I think that's lost on a lot of our society right now."

Thanks to Finn Coll Buckley for sharing the above on Facebook.

And finally, the prayer which my friend Byron Ballard has been sharing each evening for the dead.

May you stay safe from the vaccine, or recover quickly with few symptoms, and if you've lost anyone in this pandemic, may you find strength from those who are close in empathy if not in physical fact. We are all connected to one another.

And a big thank you to President Joe Biden, who said to those grieving the loss of loved ones:

Sunday, February 14, 2021

Dance around the bonfire of the Repugnican Senators


"The Senate acquitted former President Donald Trump in his second impeachment trial Saturday, voting that Trump was not guilty of inciting the deadly January 6 riot at the US Capitol -- but the verdict amounted to a bipartisan rebuke of the former President with seven Republicans finding him guilty.

"The final vote was 57 guilty to 43 not guilty, short of the 67 guilty votes needed to convict.
"Held exactly one month after the House impeached Trump, the number of Republican senators who voted against Trump ended up higher than even what Trump's legal team had anticipated, marking a stark departure from the first impeachment trial last year when only one Republican senator, Mitt Romney of Utah, found Trump guilty.
"This time, Republicans Sens. Richard Burr of North Carolina, Bill Cassidy of Louisiana, Susan Collins of Maine, Lisa Murkowksi of Alaska, Ben Sasse of Nebraska, Pat Toomey of Pennsylvania and Romney voted to convict Trump. Perhaps the biggest surprise was Burr, the former Senate Intelligence Committee chairman who led the Senate's Russia investigation, after he voted earlier in the week that the trial was unconstitutional. Both Burr and Toomey are retiring from the Senate at the end of 2022."
My feelings are that those politicians who voted for the verdict of guilty, and who knew he needed repercussions from his actions...as should all the thousands who participated in the insurgence on the capitol on Jan. 6, 2021...these are the hopeful people who I will continue to support...the 7 Republicans and the 50 Democrats.
The rest are villains who I imagine being piled into a big box, locking down the lid very well, and setting on fire, so I, and whoever else is so inclined, may dance around the bonfire and sing any old songs we love...especially the patriotic ones.
Not very loving thoughts on Valentine's Day. Hey, remember the Valentine's Day Massacre? Violence can certainly be imagined. Sure my soul is full of love towards all men, and women, as I love my enemies. But these folks have condemned themselves.
So give me a few moments to let loose the anger, the frustration, the knowledge that they have committed themselves into a criminal political position out of their own fears. These scared little worms just didn't know what to believe in if they gave up their untrustworthy crazy blatant lying fool of an ex-president.
However, I try to love my enemies...
Then I remember...

Darkness cannot drive out darkness;
 only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate;
 only love can do that. 

Have we not come to such an impasse in the modern world
 that we must love our enemies - or else? 
The chain reaction of evil - hate begetting hate,
 wars producing more wars - must be broken,
 or else we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation. 

I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love
 will have the final word in reality. This is why right,
 temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant. 

I have decided to stick with love.
 Hate is too great a burden to bear. 

Love is the only force capable of transforming
 an enemy into friend. 

We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive.
 He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid 
of the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us
 and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this,
 we are less prone to hate our enemies. 

~ Martin Luther King Jr.

Monday, February 1, 2021

New Month - Happy February


Looking out from the Inauguration platform...lots of flags, and armed soldiers, on Jan 20, 2021.

Maybe the next one, in 2024, won't have a pandemic any longer.

Speaking of which, I want to keep a couple of photos from the memorial lights for those 400,000 who have died from the pandemic.

There are just 400 pillars of light, each representing 1000 Americans we have lost in less than a year.

They stand taller than a person, but I'm not sure of the dimensions. Someone wanted them to become permanent installations. I don't know what they are made from either...maybe plastic panels on a frame?

I can't seem to find a photo that I saw (somewhere) that showed a man standing next to them., and he only came up to a bit over the middle of the light.

Today's quote:

Here is the text of Amanda Gorman’s poem, which she recited at the Inauguration, “The Hill We Climb,” in full.

When day comes, we ask ourselves, where can we find light in this never-ending shade?

The loss we carry. A sea we must wade.

We braved the belly of the beast.

We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace, and the norms and notions of what “just” is isn’t always justice.

And yet the dawn is ours before we knew it.

Somehow we do it.

Somehow we weathered and witnessed a nation that isn’t broken, but simply unfinished.

We, the successors of a country and a time where a skinny Black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother can dream of becoming president, only to find herself reciting for one.

And, yes, we are far from polished, far from pristine, but that doesn’t mean we are striving to form a union that is perfect.

We are striving to forge our union with purpose.

To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and conditions of man.

And so we lift our gaze, not to what stands between us, but what stands before us.

We close the divide because we know to put our future first, we must first put our differences aside.

We lay down our arms so we can reach out our arms to one another.

We seek harm to none and harmony for all.

Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true.

That even as we grieved, we grew.

That even as we hurt, we hoped.

That even as we tired, we tried.

That we’ll forever be tied together, victorious.

Not because we will never again know defeat, but because we will never again sow division.

Scripture tells us to envision that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree, and no one shall make them afraid.

If we’re to live up to our own time, then victory won’t lie in the blade, but in all the bridges we’ve made.

That is the promise to glade, the hill we climb, if only we dare.

It’s because being American is more than a pride we inherit.

It’s the past we step into and how we repair it.

We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation, rather than share it.

Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy.

And this effort very nearly succeeded.

But while democracy can be periodically delayed, it can never be permanently defeated.

In this truth, in this faith we trust, for while we have our eyes on the future, history has its eyes on us.

This is the era of just redemption.

We feared at its inception.

We did not feel prepared to be the heirs of such a terrifying hour.

But within it we found the power to author a new chapter, to offer hope and laughter to ourselves.

So, while once we asked, how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe, now we assert, how could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?

We will not march back to what was, but move to what shall be: a country that is bruised but whole, benevolent but bold, fierce and free.

We will not be turned around or interrupted by intimidation because we know our inaction and inertia will be the inheritance of the next generation, become the future.

Our blunders become their burdens.

But one thing is certain.

If we merge mercy with might, and might with right, then love becomes our legacy and change our children’s birthright.

So let us leave behind a country better than the one we were left.

Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest, we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one.

We will rise from the golden hills of the West.

We will rise from the windswept Northeast where our forefathers first realized revolution.

We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the Midwestern states.

We will rise from the sun-baked South.

We will rebuild, reconcile, and recover.

And every known nook of our nation and every corner called our country, our people diverse and beautiful, will emerge battered and beautiful.

When day comes, we step out of the shade of flame and unafraid.

The new dawn balloons as we free it.

For there is always light, if only we’re brave enough to see it.

If only we’re brave enough to be it.

Saturday, January 30, 2021

North Carolina, some waterfalls near me

I'm very fortunate to live in Western North Carolina. I can drive an hour or so to see lots of waterfalls. DuPont Forest is south of me...a N.C. Recreational Forest which means someone keeps the paths maintained, the restrooms clean (if they are open) and the trash receptacles emptied.

Actually, I've not hiked much so have not seen these falls posted above. But I have visited one nearby which looks a lot like the one Sepia Saturday shared this week.

It should be noted that these are natural falls, not those coming over a dam built by men.

Hooker Falls with a kayaker going over it, as flowing of The Little River.

Another view of Hooker Falls

Drive under "Bridal Falls" near Highlands, NC
There are several falls by this name.

Not far from Bridal Falls is "Dry Falls...which I posted about HERE. It's one you can walk under, but not necessarily stay dry.

North of my home is the upper falls at Linnville Falls.

And south of Black Mountain is Looking Glass Falls.

There are certainly more falls to explore.

Wednesday, January 20, 2021

A new President

Today, Joe Biden is being sworn in as our new President of the US. After Jan 6's terrorist action by Republican thugs storming the Capitol, many people demanded tRump be prosecuted for egging the Republicans on to the terrorist actions. Here's my post from that horrible event.

But today hope is allowed to shine for a few moments. Hope that the healing Joe Biden talks about is possible. And hope that the pandemic can soon be controlled. And as one of the Women's March participants for a few years of tRump's presidency, I'm elated that Kamala Harris will be our new Vice President. 

Thought for the day

The main problem in any democracy is that crowdpleasers are generally brainless swine who can go out on a stage and whup their supporters into an orgiastic frenzy -- then go back to the office and sell every one of the poor bastards down the tube for a nickel apiece. -Hunter S. Thompson, journalist and author (18 Jul 1937-2005)

Friday, January 1, 2021

Kwanzaa Seventh Day


Happy seventh day of Kwanzaa - 

Excerpts from https://www.officialkwanzaawebsite.org 

The Seven Principles, the Nguzo Saba, offer us an African value system that provides morally grounded guidance for our lives and living. They serve as a mirror and measure of our living up to our highest and most beneficial values.


THE SEVENTH PRINCIPLEIMANI (FAITH), teaches us to believe in the good and our capacity to achieve it, share it, and leave it as a worthy legacy for those who come afterward. Let us have faith, then, in the sacred teachings of our ancestors which say to us across millennia: “Let’s do things with joy for surely humans have been divinely chosen to bring good in the world” and this is the fundamental mission and meaning of human life. Thus, chosen by history and heaven to constantly strive to bring good in the world, we must audaciously and ceaselessly dare to do so. So, let’s continue the struggle. Keep the faith. Hold the line. Love and respect our people and each other. Seek and speak truth. Do and demand justice. Be constantly concerned with the well-being of the world and all in it. And dare help rebuild the overarching movement that pre-figures and makes possible the good world we all want and deserve to live in and leave as a legacy worthy of the name and history African.

This series is being published as support of the Black Lives Matter movement. African Americans may or may not celebrate this holiday, which was devised in their honor. I find it a most inspiring series of thoughtful principles - one for each of seven days.

DR. MAULANA KARENGA, Professor and Chair of Africana Studies, California State University- Long Beach; Executive Director, African American Cultural Center (Us); Creator of Kwanzaa; and author of Kwanzaa: A Celebration of Family, Community and Culture and Essays on Struggle: Position and Analysiswww.OfficialKwanzaaWebsite.orgwww.MaulanaKarenga.org,www.AfricanAmericanCulturalCenter-LA.orgwww.Us-Organization.org.