Cancer Journal

 A change of pace.  I'm writing about mold today.  Spero Clinic, always turning over stones, had me do a Mycotox Profile.  It found my Mycophenolic Acid to be 484.11 when it should be below 37.4.  Also my Dihydrocitrinone or Citrinin was at 182.82 when it should be less than 25.  Although everything else was fine, I've got some mold problems.   It's a touchy issue for me.  I am loath to throw out whatever has been in the refrigerator too long.  I eat it instead.  A little mold?  No big deal.  Just cut it off and eat the rest.  And then the bedroom Jean and I sleep in is on the north side of the house where it gets no sunshine.  It's pretty close to a ravine where dampness abounds.  Green stuff grows on the siding.  We've pressure washed it a couple of times but I suppose all that did was drive the green stuff up under siding and into the interior wall. As ever, I'm puzzled by the bad numbers since I fee...

 I did Vitamin C infusion with my friends, Maria and Jan yesterday.  We had great fun. Jan sees a counselor that she told Maria about.  Now, Maria sees him too.  Although he specializes in cancer patients, I don't think I'll join them.  A little late in the day.  Jan reports that he is big picture, as in what happens to us after we die.  His proof texts are books written by people with near death experiences.  I see my own belief in an afterlife as based on something more sturdy but less material than someone telling of a tunnel lit up with a happy light.  But I should not be disdainful.  Not long before I became a Christian, I read Life After Life,  a book reporting on near death experiences.  I found it intriguing and strangely comforting. Maria reported that the counselor believes that the fundamental direction of our lives are based on choices we make pre-birth.  I heard that and some things fell into place for me....