I am just unloading a bit. As you know I have survived my second
Cancer, albeit not ACC. When I began my trip of being a survivor I was
encouraged to eat Zinc, Selenium, various phytoestrogens from plants,
drink green tea, etc. All of these things I was supposed to do in huge
quantities. I researched and concluded that many of them rather than
help me were more likely to hasten my demise.

Also, I was encouraged to add many different exercise programs
including yoga, tai chi. I did try tai chi and enjoyed it. However, I
found that my youthful pursuit of swimming and my adult pursuit of
distance running both enhanced my physical well being and gave me time
to meditate. What else can you do when water is covering your ears and
eyes for an hour each day or you are running in the woods alone for
one to six hours?

Various forms of religious practices and meditation were also
suggested. I had long ago established my quota of religious practices.
After much consideration I decided that it would not be beneficial to
change my religion or adopt a new meditation practice.

For the past 11 years I have suffered from chronic bronchitis.
Numerous times my doctors prescribed antibiotics to cure me. After a
10 day regimen of antibiotics the bronchitis usually goes away. I am
puzzled that it seems to work because bronchitis is almost always a
virus infection and antibiotics aren't likely to help. The AMA reports
that it is a placebo effect and it works even when the patient knows
that it is a placebo. I can deal with that. I do believe that my body
and the thousands of trillions of microbes that live in me are capable
of determining my future. Perhaps, there is a supreme power that
influences everything. I can accept that and I can accept that I have
no way of knowing what my fate may be.

Now I won't babble about the mess my son's future mother-in-law is
making of the prenuptial arrangements. October can't come soon enough
for Jackie, me, and my son and his fiance.

Shalom,
Chuck