Halloween

It's my last weekend before the next chemo treatment. This is as good as I'll feel for a while, I suppose, though I have some hope about that. I read that more than 40% of people with cancer die of malnutrition. Is that crazy or what? It makes more sense than it would seem at first when you consider that cancer makes you feel tired and not hungry, and that chemo makes you feel tired and positively nauseous. With that in mind I have been eating like a horse, packing it on for the lean times, so to speak.

They can't exactly cure cancer, though trillions of dollars have been spent in the name of the disease. Here's the big news: they can prevent it quite easily. More to the point, you and I can prevent it quite easily, by changing our diets. Many of the books I have read take it as common knowledge that cancer is a failure of the immune system, and that the immune system is failing because it can't tell good from bad any more. After a lifetime of "plastic" foods such as partially hydrogenated vegetable oils, chemical preservatives, growth hormones, antibiotics, and hourly massive insulin shocks from sugar and white bread it's no wonder. There seems to be a very clear relationship between eating that kind of junk and the "big 3" problems of our time: cancer, diabetes and obesity.

If you are not outraged, you aren't paying attention! I wasn't, right up until that doctor looked me in the eye and said "You have cancer." Suddenly, it all meant a great deal to me. On this day more than any other in the year, Americans wallow in a refined sugar river that is killing us. Our culture, which we have worked so hard to spread to all the other countries of the world, is killing them as well. Everywhere in the world that you see a child eating a fistful of processed sugar candy you see the future of these diseases.

It's breaking my heart.