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15 September ~2009


The last couple of weeks have not exactly been comfortable.  I took the dogs for walks the best I could,  but the catheter sometimes made it painful.  Ben has acted troubled, watching me close, understanding that I am not right.

That all changed yesterday, when I went to the Doctor for my scheduled appointment and I was released from that horrible thing, after eleven days.  Within a couple of hours I felt amazingly better, and started to return to what is more of a normal life for me.

 When I got home I was able to go out and take some pleasure in my seedlings coming up in my fall garden.  I had dug the garden and planted leaf lettuce, kale, and swiss chard two days before my surgery.  Five days later they were coming up, in three rows the length of the garden.   Last year I ate chard well into November, and then in early May from a few plants that overwintered.  Organic leafy crops like I grow are essentially a tonic, providing me with plenty of trace vitamins that boost my energy level.  Lately I have been steaming them along with peppers, celery, and other vegetables, which has been my main meal of the day.

While in the hospital I started and finished a book my daughter brought me -   Born to Run by Chris McDougall, which I highly recommend.  It is a book about running, and centers on the Tarahumara Indians of Mexico's incredible stamina for running long distances.   They live on a low fat, vegetable and grain diet, and have no cancer.  In the book Chris explains that according to a 2007 report by the Journal of the American Medical Association, "when cancerous tumours are removed by surgery, they are 300 percent more likely to grow back in patients with a "traditional Western diet", (meat and processed foods), than they are in patients who eat lots of fruit and veggies." (p. 209).

In the afternoon I took the dogs down to walk through Confluence park.  It is one of Ben's favorite places, because he likes to swim in big rivers.  Just over a month ago he was retrieving sticks in the Yellowstone a few miles downstream from Gardiner, Montana.   Mollie and Maggie assist him, barking when he leaps into the river, and trying to grab his stick when he comes out.  It is great fun and makes them very happy.



The dogs and me spent some late evenings down in river woodlands the last couple of weeks, feeling at home as the stars came out, and night breezes sounded in the late summer leaves.   It was perfect there with my three dog buddies, in spite of my troubles.

   
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