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I made a stop in Manila today to use the restroom. yep, seriously. I downed a mug of hot chocolate on the way to Hospice, and on the way back to my car I felt the urge to go, so I decided halfway through Samoa to stop holding it.
it turned out to be a worthwhile stop. I remembered that the Thrifty Boutique in the Manila Community Center was open, and I'd been wanting to check it out and not just do a drive-by free pile dig. The woman who runs it is really nice. she tossed me a bunch of free clothes she thought would work for Irene, offered me a flier on MCC activities throughout the week, and then offered to hold any items I found in the store since I didn't have any cash with me. (I made a run back to E-Town just to get cash for my finds; is that silly? I don't think so)
I walked around the boutique, really just browsing and letting Irene look at all the colors, and then I spotted a pretty skirt that actually looked like it would fit me. And THEN....I spotted Nutrition and Physical Degeneration by Weston Price, which is a book I have been looking for around here for a couple of months now (I REALLY have been wanting to read Price's case studies on the health of indigenous third world peoples from the 30s-50s). I was sooooooooooo excited! this and Max Gerson's A Cancer Therapy have been at the top of my list of desired books....so, that's one to remove from my Amazon wishlist. I had originally downloaded the ebook to read and was kind of dreading reading it on my computer. now I can read it on paper anytime I want. :)
just to drive the nail home: I avoided buying this book because it retails for between $25-35 new--it is a thick, weighty book. and the thrift store owner was only asking for $2 for it!
I've been reflecting on my health so much lately. I think about it so much, and I talk about it so much, and I'm working on improving it so much.....it's starting to drive me crazy! it's gotten to where I don't really know where I stand relative to other people. I am not sure anymore how real my GI problems are and how much pain I'm really in. I think all of this fuss has been more the effect of me warring with my internal processes than anything else. I've read a lot of different books and looked into different theories about GI problems. I think the more I read the more questions I have and the less attainable my answers seem to be. and yet it's bringing me some resolution. some feeling of peace. I can't be the only one who is suffering on a daily basis from some ailment or other; maybe I'm just hypersensitive to it compared with other people. I feel so many nuances of pain and discomfort--and not only that, but of the positive things, too. I feel the highs in rainbow colors. I know which ones come from happy moments or nutritional satisfaction, and which ones come from a sugar or caffeine buzz. I swear I can feel the effect of a serving of dulse or the cleansing sensation of kombucha in my stomach walls. I feel specifically what wheat and corn does (different things, even though they both make me feel off). I am starting to think that there is no such thing as normal with regard to how my body feels. nothing in my past serves as a helpful point of reference anymore, it's all touch-and-go at present. And however bad I feel sometimes, I also really think that I have never felt so good, either! honestly, how can this be?
.....which ALSO has peaked an interest in another book, about cortisol. and the connection between stress and GI/thyroid problems. *tick* another one for my wishlist.
I am very eager to see my family all together again coming up this weekend. Life is blossoming and changing all around me. I feel so good about where life is going lately, even with all of its ups and downs. I will try not to worry about those darned downs too much--they will probably happen inevitably. I know I'm stealing a few lines when I say this, but it seems like there is always a little speck of light to be found in the touch of grey that stirs the silver lining in every cloud I meet.
it turned out to be a worthwhile stop. I remembered that the Thrifty Boutique in the Manila Community Center was open, and I'd been wanting to check it out and not just do a drive-by free pile dig. The woman who runs it is really nice. she tossed me a bunch of free clothes she thought would work for Irene, offered me a flier on MCC activities throughout the week, and then offered to hold any items I found in the store since I didn't have any cash with me. (I made a run back to E-Town just to get cash for my finds; is that silly? I don't think so)
I walked around the boutique, really just browsing and letting Irene look at all the colors, and then I spotted a pretty skirt that actually looked like it would fit me. And THEN....I spotted Nutrition and Physical Degeneration by Weston Price, which is a book I have been looking for around here for a couple of months now (I REALLY have been wanting to read Price's case studies on the health of indigenous third world peoples from the 30s-50s). I was sooooooooooo excited! this and Max Gerson's A Cancer Therapy have been at the top of my list of desired books....so, that's one to remove from my Amazon wishlist. I had originally downloaded the ebook to read and was kind of dreading reading it on my computer. now I can read it on paper anytime I want. :)
just to drive the nail home: I avoided buying this book because it retails for between $25-35 new--it is a thick, weighty book. and the thrift store owner was only asking for $2 for it!
I've been reflecting on my health so much lately. I think about it so much, and I talk about it so much, and I'm working on improving it so much.....it's starting to drive me crazy! it's gotten to where I don't really know where I stand relative to other people. I am not sure anymore how real my GI problems are and how much pain I'm really in. I think all of this fuss has been more the effect of me warring with my internal processes than anything else. I've read a lot of different books and looked into different theories about GI problems. I think the more I read the more questions I have and the less attainable my answers seem to be. and yet it's bringing me some resolution. some feeling of peace. I can't be the only one who is suffering on a daily basis from some ailment or other; maybe I'm just hypersensitive to it compared with other people. I feel so many nuances of pain and discomfort--and not only that, but of the positive things, too. I feel the highs in rainbow colors. I know which ones come from happy moments or nutritional satisfaction, and which ones come from a sugar or caffeine buzz. I swear I can feel the effect of a serving of dulse or the cleansing sensation of kombucha in my stomach walls. I feel specifically what wheat and corn does (different things, even though they both make me feel off). I am starting to think that there is no such thing as normal with regard to how my body feels. nothing in my past serves as a helpful point of reference anymore, it's all touch-and-go at present. And however bad I feel sometimes, I also really think that I have never felt so good, either! honestly, how can this be?
.....which ALSO has peaked an interest in another book, about cortisol. and the connection between stress and GI/thyroid problems. *tick* another one for my wishlist.
I am very eager to see my family all together again coming up this weekend. Life is blossoming and changing all around me. I feel so good about where life is going lately, even with all of its ups and downs. I will try not to worry about those darned downs too much--they will probably happen inevitably. I know I'm stealing a few lines when I say this, but it seems like there is always a little speck of light to be found in the touch of grey that stirs the silver lining in every cloud I meet.