Mambo Me, Mama!
Just Me
<john.kulczy...@sympatico.ca> wrote:
> Geeze I missed you yesterday.
>
> Thought you had been raptured or some such.
Aw, ain't that sweet?
What it is, is DEATH. Many (if not most), I'm sure, will be tinkled
pink to hear that I'm HALF DEAD here, already. On the afternoon before
I went, as you note, missing, I was wrestling a very large log into a
position atop the pile out in the woodshed (garage). That sucker is
about 12 inches around on the butt end and 13 feet long. As you well
know, such major exertion as that always requires an intake of great
quantities of air so that by the time you're done you're strictly from
Big Bad Wolfsville, huffing and puffing enough to blow the house down.
Well, after all these years of smoking, as you might well guess, my
lung capacity is reduced greatly, making the huffing and puffing
necessary all that much greater. As I walked out of the garage, I was
suddenly struck by a familiar old agony which for the past year or so
has been for the most part quiescent. Never before has it hit me like
this. Usually it goes away after 15 minutes or so, of rest. This time
it knocked me flat.
Is it lung cancer? Damned if I know, or want to--I don't bother with
doctors. If you ask me, I'll say it is the Big C and go on further to
say, depending on my level of physical activity, so long as I avoid
tackling a job no one man should ever attempt alone, thus to save
myself from strain, the damn thing DOES go into remission and just
leaves me alone. I go on smoking about so much as I like and doing a
good days work--until I screw up and forget that sage old Greek advice
(about strain)--was it Socrates?
Strain undoes the work the healing functions of my body performs to
somehow--this is my theory--isolate and wall off with good, clean
tissue any tumorous or necrotic flesh, allowing by process of what
they call "apoptosis" the tumor to be cleanly bumped off, and cleanly
absorbed by healthy tissue--it is very important that it should not
rot, get "necrotic" according to what I read here . . .
http://www.annieappleseedproject.org/stjohworfigc.html
That article is all about an herb that is said to promote this
apoptosis process. So, I'm trying it to see how my body likes it.
They say that if you're on chemotherapy, don't use it because it
renders that poison ineffective. The nice thing about it is that it
gets you a little HIGH due to a serotonin reaction.
Meanwhile, the only thing that is making it bearable to sit here and
talk to you like this is how I'm like Perry Smith from "In Cold Blood"
gobbling aspirin by the damn-near mouthful. Ought to be interesting
to see which gets me first, the willow bark or the St. John's Wort.
What a word. "Wort". Intuition tells me it derives from the word
"worth", as it's given to a plant that's been found to be "worth"
something.
Don't anybody sit there thinking I'm going on about all this for any
sympathy. Don't want it, don't need it, seeing how it's usually about
99.9% fake, anyway. I only tell you about this in case it might do
somebody else some good who may be facing the same view of DEATH that
I'm enjoying with much excitement just now. There's another article
there about a possible benefit to prostate sufferers from the same
'wort'.
http://www.annieappleseedproject.org/stjohworingr.html
Not long ago I won second prize in the Barnes & Noble "Poetry Month"
contest here for something that expresses in the best way I know what
a person's attitude toward DEATH should be . . .
john.ku...@sympatico.ca
One of the first signs of dementia is the redoing of a task over and
over again that's already been done.
Bill Penrose
> ...What it is, is DEATH. Many (if not most), I'm sure, will be tinkled
> pink to hear that I'm HALF DEAD here, already.
Mrs. Schroedinger (calling out): Irwin, what did you do to the cat?
It's half dead.
DB
(For non-physicists, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schroedingers_cat )
Bill Penrose
> suddenly struck by a familiar old agony which for the past year or so
> has been for the most part quiescent.
Consider angina. That's something they can do something effective
about. Until you start losing heart muscle, that is.
You might also have torn a muscle. I've done that a couple of times.
DB
Just Me
<john.kulczy...@sympatico.ca> wrote:
> >http://doo-dads.blogspot.com/2006/05/patricia.html
>
> One of the first signs of dementia is the redoing of a task over and
> over again that's already been done.
Nah. That's just an old cliche which applies only in a limited number
of cases to the neuroses and psychoses of "obsessive-compulsive"
disorder.
A more sure-fire early sign of full bore "dementia" (psychosis) is the
refusal of the subject to observe the 'real', the objective
orientation of objects (whether physical or intellectual) before him
or her.
Observe for example, how you obtusely refuse to recognize that the
content of this "Mambo" post has absolutely nothing whatever to do
with the subject header under which your quoted comment above appeared
originally. For this content, another subject header was clearly
being called for, while at the same time a reply under the old subject
header did seem also the responsive thing to do.
Any person not desiring to twist reality to her own perceived benefit
would of course have seen how all that goes without saying. That's
why demented people are such a pain in the ass, always forcing others
to expound at great length upon the obvious.
Did you read my prize winning "Patricia" poem--or did you pull the
same trick with that, thinking you were too smart and sassy to face
what's really happening here?
--
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john.ku...@sympatico.ca
See and you're in denial about the dementia too.
So sad.
Just Me
> On Jan 8, 12:51 am, Just Me <jpd...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > .... As I walked out of the garage, I was
> > suddenly struck by a familiar old agony which for the past year or so
> > has been for the most part quiescent.
>
> Consider angina. That's something they can do something effective
> about. Until you start losing heart muscle, that is.
That may well be a considerable part of it--but as is so often the
case (with us highly mature grown-ups), there is a complex of chronic
disorders that can be perturbed into activity by a major stress. Many
years ago, my poor old Jewish dad in Pasadena suggested "angina" as a
possibility for what, I was sure, was a lung problem, even then. When
we packed up and left L.A., moving to the mountains, within three
weeks the problem was gone. Flat gone. I was able to put away the Neo-
Synephrine nose-spray crank for good.
Was it a complex of aggravators--bad L.A. air working against the
healthy function of a heart to produce an effect of angina? The nose-
spray stressing the heart tissue? Whatever the case, it's not the
clean Ozark air that's bugging me now, but as it says here . . .
http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/Angina/Angina_WhatIs.html
Whatever can serve to starve the heart of oxygen, whether plaque in
the arteries or, I would suppose, L.A. smog, *angina* can be the
result. One thing's sure, my circulation is not what it used to be.
I appreciate the tip and will look into it, see if there's any natural
remedies indicated for treatment of angina. I was quite suprised to
learn that St. John's herb contains the main ingredient, setraline,
for Zoloft. These herbs got the stuff!
> You might also have torn a muscle. I've done that a couple of times.
Yeah, me too, but not this time.
Bill Penrose
> weeks the problem was gone. Flat gone. I was able to put away the Neo-
> I appreciate the tip and will look into it, see if there's any natural
> remedies indicated for treatment of angina.
If you were taking a lot of NeoSynephrine, that's going to aggravate
angina. So is the air pollution and the stress of city life.
This is no time for witch doctors. Go see a real physician, a
cardiologist if you can. They can diagnose it for sure and if
necessary, treat it with nitroglycerine, put in a stent or ream out
your coronary arteries.
In the meantime, take an aspirin every day. If you've got narrowing of
the coronary arteries, it can save your life, or make a serious heart
attack into a mild one.
DB
Just Me
> On Jan 8, 12:51 pm, Just Me <jpd...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > weeks the problem was gone. Flat gone. I was able to put away the Neo-
> > Synephrine nose-spray crank for good....
> > I appreciate the tip and will look into it, see if there's any natural
> > remedies indicated for treatment of angina.
>
> If you were taking a lot of NeoSynephrine, that's going to aggravate
> angina. So is the air pollution and the stress of city life.
Yep.
>
> This is no time for witch doctors. Go see a real physician, a
> cardiologist if you can. They can diagnose it for sure and if
> necessary, treat it with nitroglycerine, put in a stent or ream out
> your coronary arteries.
Oy.
> In the meantime, take an aspirin every day. If you've got narrowing of
> the coronary arteries, it can save your life, or make a serious heart
> attack into a mild one.
Much as I do appreciate the advice, I really must object, Bill, to
your somewhat less than enthusiastic attitude toward witch doctors. I
mean, do they not breathe the same air/smog we breathe? If you cut
them, will they not bleed? If you burn them at the stake, will they
not go up in smoke quick as any other kind of witch? It's not like
I'm trying to go all Elizabethan or Venetian or Moorish on you or
anything, but as it happens, only this morning just around the time I
first opened this reply from you, I had an absolutely fascinating page
in another window, something quite like this . . .
http://www.newsfinder.org/site/more/hawthorn/
I don't know if that's something computer-transliterated from the
Chinese or the Greek (note the author's name) or what, but upon
further googling into the matter, I find that these ancient witch
doctors (both Greek and Chinese) would seem to be quite in accord with
the findings of modern medical science as reported at the University
of Maryland . . .
http://www.umm.edu/altmed/articles/angina-000010.htm
Scan down to "Herbs" and you'll find again the same encouragingly
positive remarks about it, and what's more, a warning about those
"homeopathic" potions, which I, myself tend to be highly skeptical
about. They even have a whole page dedicated to Hawthorn . . .
http://www.umm.edu/altmed/articles/hawthorn-000256.htm
Well! Hawthorn, Mayflower, call it what you will, it appears I've got
that growing all over my little piece of land here; aggravating,
thorny stuff that it is, with its mysterious, anything but sweet
little red berries. This is Missouri here, and it's the everloving
State Tree, I come to find out. Come spring, I should last so long,
I'll be out there with the bucks, does and fawns browsing in the the
bushes, or at least trying a tea of the leaves and flowers, as
recommended. I'm really O.D.ed on Lipton's anyway. Might be a
welcome change.
As to that first site, the Greek/Chinese or whatever that it is, I
found something else too strange for words . . .
http://www.newsfinder.org/site/more/time_traveller/
Time Travel, eh? A quantum mechanical theory of how it's to be done??
G'wan. Well, the author first talks about the apparent paradoxes that
would be set against the very possibility, from the gate, or i.e. by
the very fact that it can't be the past, as such, as it really was, if
you are going back into it to conflate your existence in it, as it
were. But then he offers what's really, to me, the only part of his
theory that is not, as you, Bill might see it--strictly from the Witch
Doctors . . .
"There are two possibilities to resolve this paradox. The first is
that the past is totally defined, i.e. everything that has happened or
must happen, including the time traveler’s attempt to [enter into it
and, e.g.] kill his grandmother, cannot be altered and nothing will
change the course of history. In other words, the time traveller will
experience endless “mishaps” in trying to kill his grandmother and
will never achieve the murder, thus keeping time (or at least events)
intact [hence his own inevitable birth, and status as a grandson, son,
acting being].
Thing is, I've had DREAMS like that--don't know about you but, it's
this certain sort of dream where there isn't a thing I can do to make
myself heard or observed by the people who populate that dream, nor
can I alter the position of any object in it. Can't even feel on my
fist the chin of the person I've taken a shot at. In other cases, the
"endless mishaps" are entirely the thing, with everything acting to
prevent my motion toward some goal. Can't find my car after I parked
it, so I can't go and do what I've a mind to do; I decide to walk or
take a bus, but get waylaid . .
When I first read that page, I thought, Whoa! That explains it. But
then of course you got to defy all former theories that speak from
what stuff dreams are made and consider they may of something far
stranger than indeed, you have ever dreamed.
--
And thank you very much, for your kind concern. I am feeling a whole
lot better; been up and out and chopping down trees (dead ones)
putting up firewood, getting ready for that deep freeze of an Arctc
Zepher presently on its way. But when I think of the shape I was in,
I'm so surprised to realize I didn't croak that I almost got to wonder
if I'm really sitting here doing this; or maybe it's all a dream I'm
having, that eternal one you enter and disappear into, finally,
forever; after all that time of thinking you were really going to get
to die--but no dice.
Of course, I'll have no way of knowing unless I see a reply to affirm
I'm still in the realm of the living. Otherwise, seeing tomorrow
comes Friday night, I'll drink to myself a grand old funeral toast,
and have two, three, four or more on top of that for good measure, and
smooth sailing.
Bill Penrose
> ... If you burn them at the stake, will they
> not go up in smoke quick as any other kind of witch?
Many Native Americans have a pragmatic attitiude towards traditional
medicine. They go to regular doctors and get MRIs and such, but they
also have Native healers come in and do ceremonies and herbs. Regular
doctors have had to learn to work with medicine men, in part to get
patients to trust them.
Remember, herbalism and other traditional methods stem from a time
when people were lucky to live to 40.
DB
Towse
A disease management company I know set up all sorts of databases and
crosschecks specifically for patients in San Francisco where many
patients visit the Western doctors at the hospitals but also visit the
traditional herbalists in town.
Western medicines are known to conflict with each other (one of the
reasons to have all your prescriptions filled at the same pharmacy -- so
the pharmacist has a chance of catching oopsies) and herbal medicines
can easily conflict with Western medicines.
--
Sal
Ye olde swarm of links: thousands of links for writers, researchers and
the terminally curious <http://writers.internet-resources.com>
Just Me
Why is this dame afraid of me?
--
JM
serenebabe
> Bill Penrose wrote:
>> On Jan 10, 2:19 am, Just Me <jpd...@gmail.com> wrote:
>>> ... If you burn them at the stake, will they
>>> not go up in smoke quick as any other kind of witch?
>>
>> Many Native Americans have a pragmatic attitiude towards traditional
>> medicine. They go to regular doctors and get MRIs and such, but they
>> also have Native healers come in and do ceremonies and herbs. Regular
>> doctors have had to learn to work with medicine men, in part to get
>> patients to trust them.
>>
>> Remember, herbalism and other traditional methods stem from a time
>> when people were lucky to live to 40.
>
> A disease management company I know set up all sorts of databases and
> crosschecks specifically for patients in San Francisco where many
> patients visit the Western doctors at the hospitals but also visit the
> traditional herbalists in town.
>
> Western medicines are known to conflict with each other (one of the
> reasons to have all your prescriptions filled at the same pharmacy --
> so the pharmacist has a chance of catching oopsies) and herbal
> medicines can easily conflict with Western medicines.
My midwives are so excellent in this. I don't happen do do a lot of
herbal treatments, but it is comforting that they are so well-versed in
them as well as mainstream meds. I've found the Osteopaths are pretty
great about this, too. There's a med school in town for OD's (instead
of MD's) and a lot of the docs around here are ODs. It's a nice blend
of "alternative" and mainstream medicine.
--
It's All About We! (the column)
http://www.serenebabe.net/ - new 1/2
Bill Penrose
> On Jan 10, 4:45 pm, Towse <s...@towse.com> wrote:
>
> Why is this dame afraid of me?
I haven't heard that term since 1957.
DB
john.ku...@sympatico.ca
Dame Towse!
"A female rank equivalent to a knight (e.g. Dame Grand Cross or Dame
Commander of the Order of the British Empire)."
She ain't a fearing nothin'.
Just Me
"Koolc...@smurfsareus.xxx" <john.ku...@sympatico.ca> wrote in message
news:29150b60-38ae-4157...@m15g2000vbl.googlegroups.com...
>See and you're in denial about the dementia too.
About yours? At first, yes I was, but now I see that for you (as it would
be for all), the very nature of the dementia, *is* the denial, for without
that, there can be no dementia.
>So sad.
It is. And it would seem that you are fated to be a Nasty Girl like this,
forever, or at least until you get the hell off the internet and clean your
house. I'll bet your babies are down on the floor crawling through great
heaps of used Huggies, dog dew and God only knows what else, little flags
bearing the Nazi swastika pierced into the hump of every pile?
Sieg Heil, Babe.
--
Just Me
mean. And it should have remained lost out there in the cyber-waves
wherever it got hung.
I reject it!
On Jan 9, 1:12 am, "Just Me" <jpd...@gmail.com> wrote:
> "Koolchi...@smurfsareus.xxx" <john.kulczy...@sympatico.ca> wrote in message
>
> news:29150b60-38ae-4157...@m15g2000vbl.googlegroups.com...
>
> >See and you're in denial about the dementia too.
>
> About yours? At first, yes I was, but now I see that for you (as it would
> be for all), the very nature of the dementia, *is* the denial, for without
> that, there can be no dementia.
>
> >So sad.
>
> It is. And it would seem that you are fated to be a Nasty Girl like this,
> forever, or at least until you get the hell off the internet and clean your
> house. I'll bet your babies are down on the floor crawling through great
> heaps of used Huggies, dog dew and God only knows what else, little flags
> bearing the Nazi swastika pierced into the hump of every pile?
>
> Sieg Heil, Babe.
> --
> --