Sunday, August 26, 2012

100 days in the life; week 3.


Week 3-August 26-August 31, 2012.
            I realized from comparing week 2 to week 1, that in order to stay on track, my goals should be more specific, especially in light of the fact that I DO have two standing appointments on alternate weeks; so those weeks MUST be somewhat regimented. 
          This week is one of those weeks. 
         So.............for week three, I am going to try and be very specific and not very flexible. Also, because of the pain, I am planning on taking a full Amitrytaline on the days I also ingest caffeine, as well as committing to myself, to USE the massage tools on those days. 
        This is very important, and ever so helpful. 
       For some reason, I can use the thumper on my back and neck, for just hours, and get good results. The minute I have caffeine, however, I have to start over, as those muscles all just tense right back up. Plus, my surgical residual pain increases, substantially. It almost doesn't seem worth it, at times, hence why I'd like to give it up entirely. (BUT, it SO helpful when one is tired and lacking calories, so to get through the first few transitions, I believe it's necessary to cut back very, very, gradually. Same with dairy, as it has casein in it, which is very addictive and therefore will cause numerous withdrawal symptoms, if eliminated too abruptly).
            Additionally, I would like to get some full stretch sessions in, (the Miranda DVD's) on the alternate days, which happen to be Mon.Wed.Fri. this week. I would also like to increase Vitamin C, B & Enzymes, to 2x a day. So, in the interest of getting my intentions out to the Universe then, here's my plan for week three:
Sunday:
Caffeine Okay Today (with 2% milk, only).
Up & Down, or Up & Over, Chipman Hill. 3 Sets of Kegels & Abs with the ball.
Full round of stretching with the Pilates arc and the usual floor stretches.
Full bevy of vitamins when I am done (plenty of Hibiscus Rose Hip tea on hand).
Ginseng slices (no more then two pcks) perfectly okay.
Coconut water, herb tea, any juices a-okay. Veggie Juice for dinner w/miso.
Homedics cushion along with leg compression and thumper. 1 full Amitryptaline (10 mg).
Monday:
No caffeine today (not even the thrice-brewed). Stick to cacao & nut milk. Would like to work in an extra stretch session. Apt. with Sharon. Walk dog, twice. Same food regimen as Sunday. 1/2 Amitryptaline this p.m.

Tuesday & Thursday same as Sunday. 
Wednesday & Friday, same as Monday.
Saturday now becomes the "flex" day.

Notes to self:           
Try to stick with thrice-brewed Pur-eh, even on days of allowable caffeine, unless I become exhausted and really need the boost of the 1st steep.
Will need to make Essiac from scratch this week, as I ran out of liver support. 

100 days in the life. End of Week 2.


Week 2 Roundup.

Week 2 goals.

1) Decrease caffeine to no more then 1 mug, (8 ounces tea/8 ounces 2%milk) three days of the week.
2) Decrease smoothies to one per day. 
3) Increase Exercise to include at least 2 walks up and over Chipman hill and at least 3 full sessions of stretching and calisthenics.
4) Use the cushion, the thumper, and the leg compression, at least 3 rounds, (1 hour) at least three days.
5) Use the binaural thera-tappers and the guided meditation tracks, at least 3 (1/2 hour) sessions, minimum of 3 days.
6) Take entire host of vitamins, daily, with the dopamine releaser (2-3 squirts per day).
7) Nice hot, sitz baths, on the days I hike.


How did I do?

            I wasn't thrilled with this weeks accomplishments, but the good thing is that I did not give in to eating solids. This week brought home the fact that the things which trip me up and make me less then successful at meeting goals, are STRESSORS of any kind; especially stress that interferes in my day to day rhythm of self-care.
            This week, I had the added responsibility of showing our apt. that is soon to become vacant. This took an awfully lot of time that I just didn't have in excess (not to mention the energy suck that it entailed). I also had to do some 'catch-up' visits.
            All of this just threw things off and because I couldn't stay on an even keel with my days, I got pushed completely off-center. Hence, I missed my rigidly scheduled wean off caffeine (I wanted to have it every other day; partly to reduce toxic withdrawal, and partly to keep physical energy levels adequate for every-other-day, robust hiking). A Monday/Wednesday/Friday schedule seems to work the best for me, in this endeavor. This leaves the weekend free to be flexible (which is what usually needs to happen, when including someone else's agenda into the picture of our lives (that include relationships, anyway)).
            I found out this week that having such a rigid during-the week-schedule with the self-care worked into it, is just critical, because if it doesn't happen, then I self-sabotage.
            Having said that, it could have been worse. At this point, I'll just be repeating week 2, (which was actually built-into the plan), so it's not too awful much of a setback.
                                     So.............where did I do well?
I DID take the entire bevy of vitamins, every day, except for one.
I DID decrease smoothies to one 16oz per day.
I juiced veggies for dinner, every night (as hot soup, w/miso).
I got two good hikes in, and three days of calisthenics/stretches.
I DID decrease the caffeine to only 3 days, but not in the right sequence, like I'd planned (I ended up having it Tuesday, Wednesday & Thursday, because I got behind on exercise and had to push Thursday). Which means I had a serious withdrawal headache Friday and Sat., along with all the other typical unpleasant toxic dumping symptoms. (Friday and Saturday were TOUGH; the toughest days so far).
I DID manage to use the cushion and the thumper, at least 3 days.
I only achieved one guided meditation (and that was in my weekly therapy session), and only 1 bath.
So...........guess I'm repeating week 2. Hopefully, I'll nail it this week, and stay on schedule for the 3-week mark transition into straight juicing.
Moving right along............ :)

Sunday, August 19, 2012

100 days in the life.


100 DAY FASTING PLAN.

My general plan is to ease into a 10 day master cleanse, with a true water fast sandwiched between the two 5 day master cleanses, and then ease out of it, with several weeks of juice-feasting and/or smoothies, on either side.

Here is what I imagine it will look like:

Weeks 1-3: devoted to just adjusting to changes (no solids, and therefore, no need to take laxatives (oxy-powder), and eliminating caffeine and pulpy liquids). 
Weeks 4-7. Smoothies, as necessary.  
Weeks 5-6: 5 days of Master Cleanse, followed by 4 day Straight Water w/Basil, Lime, anything to add interest, followed by 5 days of Master Cleanse. 
Week 7-10: straight juices. 
Weeks 10-14: add smoothies back in, as tolerated.

I am also dedicating the time to making myself (and self-care) a priority. I have assembled a pretty good toolbox, which should help. (I have downloaded binaural feedback tapes, purchased the Miranda DVD's, (for stretching daily), have the back massage cushion and the leg massagers, as well as the thumper, which I am committed to using, daily). Also, when it comes to exercise: I've decided that less is more, and that more frequent, less-intense, workouts, followed by stretching and the occasional robust hike, is the way to go.
 
End of Week 1 report: August 19, 2012.
Well, so, it's been a week. There have been moments of fatigue, and hunger, but nothing major. I did have a headache mid week, (which I ended up taking Ibuprophen for...........probably the daily caffeine from the tea, but could also be detoxing as I've definitely got the fuzzy tongue). 
I allowed myself any and all liquids I wanted, including yogurt smoothies, milk, juice, caffeinated tea/coffee and nut/seed milk cacao w/agave sweetener, along with a whole host of vitamins (which I took at least every other day). I've only lost 1/2 pound, but my B.M's, were much more regular then I expected. 
I have used the Homedics cushion several days, and the thumper every night, the last two or three nights. Early in the week, I had reduced my Amitryptaline to a half, but with all the caffeine I ingested, I am now up to a whole one. That should change, again, this week, as I am trying to eliminate caffeine, as of tomorrow (Sunday, Aug 20th). 
I am feeling better about it, all around, this time. Don't know why, but suspect the self-care piece is crucial. I DID have almost an entire watermelon tonight, but feel okay about it, as I DID climb Chipman Hill last night, and Buck Mt. today. Finished the rest of the quart of yogurt, mixed into a smoothie, with nuts and coconut, for dinner. 
So, basically, these first few weeks are transitional phases (first all raw, then all juice, then MC, etc.) 
Right on task! Stay tuned!

Monday, August 13, 2012

This spring, for the first time ever, there were desperate people, living up behind the house, in a very public park like space, which borders hiking trails. They were there for several weeks, and even though I felt somewhat invaded, I did not report them to the police. I found the situation to be unsettling, but not threatening. It was clear that the couple was merely down on their luck, and trying to create function and stability in their lives.
It also made me feel sad and torn, that our economic climate has made even small towns, in the middle of nowhere, subject to providing housing for what I refer to as "the transient folk".
When I lived further south, this same phenomenon would transpire in the summer (the river folk population would swell enormously), but it wasn't for over twenty years before the nearby woods also became a regular haunt.  When I left that area, there were at least two families, that I know of, residing permanently in tents and lean-tos, all around the town. They would pick up and move every few weeks. Some of them had very small children, babies, even. It saddened me greatly, to be witness to it. This was a gradual, and albeit hidden process;I was likely only one of a few who even noticed the expansion. I was sad to leave there, but not for this reason. Truthfully, the burgeoning homeless population became increasingly violent and unpredictable, with much untreated mental-illness in the mix. It got so even if you wanted to help, it was dangerous and unnerving to brush up against the population at times.
Desperadoes, are well, desperate.
They will make decisions that they would never have made before they were desperate, just due to changing circumstance. Many of them, once arriving in our mostly liberal state, began packing firearms (who knows how, or where, they got them?). The combination of no gun laws, and mental illness + no home, can be, well, dangerous.  Dangerous and desperate. I learned this first hand, as  a child, and not really wanting to live around it, I wasn't too sad to move away from this aspect of the old town. For awhile, the new town remained geographically remote enough, not to entice this urban overflow.
I guess, truthfully, I should have realized, that along with the economic collapse, there is literally no place remote enough, for people wanting to survive, to turn their noses up at resources; especially if they seem free or in excess.
I decided that I was spooked enough after seeing these folks living on the hillside, to eventually purchase a shotgun, for home protection. Just in case the desperadoes, well, get really desperate. They could get desperate enough to start raiding the countryside. Maybe not tomorrow. Or next week. Or even next year. But, along with several friends, I believe it will come. It's the nature of revolution. Anyone who eats regularly, during a revolution, is  suspect. That would be us. We will need to protect ourselves.
So...........back to the point of this blog..........I began the process of researching my rights and obligations. Just in case, you know, the desperados should someday show up at my door, and insist I feed them, or something else, not as nice.
Turns out Vermont has NO laws concerning personal gun control. I only had two specific questions for someone, indeed, anyone, at the state level.
My two questions (which I have  not yet, despite numerous hours of research, gotten an answer for):
1) Is there any kind of law for carrying a concealed weapon? CAN i obtain a Concealed Weapon Permit, for my handgun, or should I just walk around with it, on my ankle,hip,shoulder/back, permit-less?
2) Can you please tell me what the law says I should do?
3) What is the obligation to retreat , in Vermont? Specifically, is there some sort of obligation to retreat, if someone is invading my home, intent on stealing my things, either to hock, or to eat? I mean, should I jump out my 14 foot high window, and hop in my car, to avoid them, or do I shoot them, or feed them, or both? Feed them, then shoot them, especially if they are greedy, and want desert?
4) If I shoot them, what happens? Am I protected by State Statute as blameless?
Well, okay, yea, that's 4 questions, that's true.
The ONLY one I have an answer to, is question #1.
Nope, there's no permit process in our lovely liberal state. Carry it concealed, Carry it out in the open. Nobody cares. Well, alright then. Can do. Moving onwards and upwards.
My next questions:
I first started at the Attorney Generals webpage. There's a pretty general page there, stating that you can't bring a gun into a public, state, or federal building. Common Sense right? On account of, you know, they have those signs and now, scanners. And of course, no schools, shopping centers, or library's, etc. Although, without needing a permit, and without having to go through a scanner, who would know whose breaking the law on this one? It's gotta make ya' wonder. It certainly did, me. :(
They couldn't (or wouldn't) answer my very specific question. They referred me to the sheriff's office, who couldn't (or wouldn't) answer my questions, either. They referred me to the ATF; because they felt it was a federal issue, due to the fact that Vermont has so few gun laws (huh?). So............if I shot someone who had invaded my home, the ATF would come in and do what, exactly?
Well, now I was really dumfounded, and figuring someone had to know something, I found a local ATF branch number in Burlington, and got a call back, today. The guy I spoke with (a former state police officer in MA.) and I, had a very nice conversation, which ended with his recommendation that I call the Attorney Generals Office. Which I did, and since there are so few gun laws in Vermont, their only recommendation, since I was researching anyway, was to look at the justifiable homicide statute. WHOA. Well, we had quite a few laughs about that one, I can tell ya' so.
Their final recommendation was to contact an actual attorney at the Addison States Attorney's office. Oh, yea. I should have done that, in the beginning. Stoopid me.
Except, well, they won't talk to you, as they work for the state and if you need this kind of specific information, their recommendation is to contact a private attorney, pay for it, and get your answers there. Because, you know, it's all situational. As a citizen of this state, there is NOWHERE and I mean NOWHERE, to look up cases where particular incidences of home protection were NOT prosecuted by the States Attorney's office. There's too much gray in both the law, and the minds of the bureaucrats, who enforce it. It's entirely situational, don't you know?
Which, of course, ended with me right back to the beginning.
I don't know about you, but my head is spinning. And I still don't know the best way to deal with that potential intruder. 
Do I stay and shoot? Run and shoot? 
Or maybe, if this should happen, I should just say: "Hey, take anything you want, but please don't make me shoot you. It's far too complicated a thing, from you know, a legal standpoint!".
Justifiable Homicide aside, what's a person to do? I guess if I want to commit 300 bucks towards the shotgun, I should also commit another 200 bucks to the private attorney, to make sure, you know, that the potential intruder doesn't die with my home-made chocolate, on their lips, or in their belly. Boggles the mind, doesn't it?