These are a few thoughts I haven’t put down in the last few weeks. Nothing earthshaking or anything. Just rambling.
When I was in the Asian market, the owner’s aunt was there for the first time in quite awhile. Guess it really wasn’t that long for her because I’ve been going on Sundays and she doesn’t work then. Anyway, she always tries to find new things for me. She excitedly opened one of the refrigerated cases and got out some oyster mushrooms. She doesn’t speak English very well and I don’t speak her language at all so she asked the owner to tell me about them. She explained they were oyster mushrooms and very good in stir-fry and soups. I told her (once again) that I don’t cook. She looked at me like “You have got to be kidding!” I had assumed they remembered that I eat raw but it isn’t safe to assume. I told her, all over again, that I don’t cook, I eat only raw food. Her husband came out of the back about that time and joined in the conversation. He expressed an interest in what I was saying so I gave him my card with the bananas on it and they were charmed by the laced one.
I was talking to one of the doctors at work one day and found out he is good friends with the Asian market couple. He said the man is a retired doctor. He may be a retired doctor but he isn’t retired in actuality. He keeps busy. When I left, he had his car keys and was going to the school to pick up his grandchildren.
The other day, one of the nurses was complaining to me about the new state regulations that were making her life miserable. She has beautiful iron gray hair. I commented it was enough to make her hair turn white. She looked at me and said, “You don’t have white hair. It isn’t gray. It’s more like blond.” That’s the color it was when I was a child and growing up. I’ve heard that eating raw often makes hair revert to its original color. I haven’t even put peroxide on my hair for a long, long time.
I had opportunity for a visit with an acquaintance who has multiple problems. She has ulcers on her legs, her teeth are breaking off, and she is generally not healthy. She has chronic dry mouth. Everything that’s wrong with her could be the result of a poor diet and medications. I am no diagnostician but it doesn’t take being one to recognize that a change in what she’s eating could help. She doesn’t get enough rest, either. On Saturday night, she will start cooking for the next day. There are several adult children in the family with the resulting grandchildren. The ones who live in the area go to her house for a big country dinner. She stays up late the night before, then gets up at 2 am to finish up. I suggested they could do it potluck and each contribute something but she was horrified. She thinks they’ll quit coming over if she doesn’t do it all. Personally, I would think if they are just coming to eat, they could stay home. I guess I’m hardhearted but I believe they care about her as a person, too. If they realized what they’re doing to her, I’m sure they’d change the situation.
Before I walked in the Relay for Life, I had mixed feelings. The philosophy of most cancer treatments is to treat the disease but not do away with the cause. People tend to think it’s a result of things outside themselves and not what they take in, except for tobacco. They hear about acrylamide and its presence in practically everything that’s fried or baked (even baked potatoes) and they say, “Oh, well, we all have to die sometime and everything causes cancer!” Well, no. I disagree. We will no doubt die sometime, I’m sure, but no one ever got cancer from eating bananas, mangos, or lettuce. I can’t deny the environmental causes of cancer but I think we can do a whole lot to prevent the ones that are caused by poorly prepared foods and what we do to our bodies with chemicals. A lot of the packaged products that are sold as food are nothing more than science experiments gone wrong. Read a label. It’s full of unpronounceable words. Even a little of some of them can’t be good.
People love to pop pills. They are the answer to everything. Poor nutrition, aches and pains, obesity–you name it and the pharmaceutical companies have an answer. Doesn’t matter that it takes your life savings to buy them. Miracles are promised, but are they delivered? Hardly ever. The real answers are in fruits, leafy greens, some veggies, nuts, and seeds but it takes time, effort, and it’s so strange to eat only those things. Who wants to give up all the comfort foods? Who wants to be the grandmother who doesn’t bake yummy cookies? Who wants to have to re-educate the tastebuds? On the flipside, who wants to be unhealthy and pass that on to their children and their children’s children? I’m afraid I’ve already been there and done that but I’m a better example now than I used to be.
That’s it for now, folks. I’m off my soapbox.