Happy Holidays!

The holidays are a challenge this year, and they has given me insight into why many people are disheartened at this time. I don’t think I will be sending out any Christmas letters to recap 2009! Enough said!

Tim, Emily and I plan to help box and distribute food and turkeys on December 24th, through the Lancaster County Project for the Needy. I am excited to be part of this project! I might visit at the Veteran’s Hospital hospice unit at Christmas, where I volunteer. There are people there who have no one at Christmas. Just when we think we are carrying so much, we see that we are not.

There will not be the usual Christmas cookies and goodies this year, since they are not on Tim’s macrobiotic diet. I think I can make a kind of hazelnut cookie that he can eat. I will not make other things to have in the house, although Emily plans to make cookies at her apartment in New York, and will bring a plate of them home. To be completely honest, I haven’t made my old variety of cookies for the last few years, due to a lack of time — so that isn’t so VERY much different this year. I was debating on whether to do a tree, with everything else on our plate this year, but decided to go ahead and decorate.

Tomorrow, Tim goes to see a team of doctors at Johns Hopkins, and a treatment plan will emerge. He has been drinking graviola tea, from the fresh leaves sent to us from the rain forest, three times a day. I keep giving him Reiki, and he says he feels better after the treatments. He has had a series of three colonics.

The macrobiotic cooking is getting a bit easier, and I have been making simpler meals most of the time. For anyone who would like to cook this way, I have some insights: We are keeping an emerging list of grocery staples on hand, and I can do quick work with some of them. This morning, I noticed that Tim didn’t have anything much available for lunch, so I made basmati brown rice, and added chopped raw carrots, celery, green onions and turnip to the cooked rice. That was easy. I am finding that keeping cooked brown rice on hand is helpful. I keep tempeh and tofu in the refrigerator always. Tofu is helpful, since it can be added to any main dish for protein, and can also be whizzed into a sauce. It can be ripped into small pieces and boiled, for a different texture, or frozen and thawed for another. It is very versatile. I am keeping kale or collards in the house, and there are always carrots, squash and other green vegetables. I am still picking watercress from our spring. I have not made seitan for a couple of weeks, but that is nice to have in the refrigerator. I am finding that making an almond or lentil loaf makes a relatively easy evening meal, and then there are leftovers for sandwiches. The trick is keeping certain staples on hand in the refrigerator, so that we never go to the refrigerator hungry after work, and find nothing there. When that happened in the past, we ordered a stromboli — but no more! I decided to always keep another grain, like quinoa or millet, cooked and ready. Cooked legumes are good to have. A pot of lentil stew is convenient to have in the refrigerator. This way, I can prep some foods over the weekend, but can still have foods that are easily made when I have time conflicts. These are little things I have discovered that make it possible for me to cook this way, while working full time. Unless I do some advance meal planning, there is too much long soaking and cooking of whole grains and dried legumes when we are hungry, and too much washing and chopping of fresh vegetables.

I have been feeding the bread sponge that Leah, from my Chaplaincy Foundations course, gave me — I think I might have enough to make bread very soon! It is gloopy and bubbly, so I think it will work! I also have the sponge sent to me from the nice man I found on line. I am looking forward to making bread again, but I have never made bread with a sponge. Years ago, I made some yeastless breads, which were heavy, but delicious…otherwise my bread baking has been pretty traditional.

My attitude toward Tim’s illness has been shifting from shock and enormous grief to acceptance of living with cancer. We decided we won’t listen to a discouraging prognosis, and will march to our own drummer, using any avenues for treatment that present, whether conventional or non-conventional. I thought I could never think about this without a sick gripping of the heart, but I have become so much more matter-of-fact. From what I have heard from other spouses of persons with cancer, it sounds like this is fairly typical. For the first few weeks, we “spice” are an emotional mess, and then we roll up our sleeves and tackle the problem the best we can. A person can only hold so much anxiety and grief, before one either cracks, or has to change their outlook. We are learning the great practices of “not knowing”, and of living in the present moment. Right now, Tim does not feel sick. Life is pretty normal, with the ordinary stresses. The cancer is there, but it is not showing itself. The fear we might feel is only imagining what the future may hold, but the future is not here. If we live in that space of dread now, we are living an illusion, and robbing ourselves of what is good today.

December 1, 2009

It is the day we used to open the first door of our Advent calendars, when there were children in the house. In our part of Pennsylvania, it is more noteworthy to many locals that it is the second day of deer rifle hunting season. I will have to be careful walking in our woods again, and will very likely have to chase hunters out of our back yard. I am not a hunter — I still hear Bambi’s mother saying, “Run! Run as fast as you can! And whatever you do, keep running, and don’t look back!” It is one of the random things stuck in my memory, like a drinking toast from Goethe’s Faust, some e.e.cummings poetry, portions of Romeo and Juliet, and the Jabberwocky. I remember my cousin, Jody, sitting in front of our record player, listening to Bambi, sobbing. She grew up to be a hunter, though. If you celebrate Christmas, Happy Advent. If you are a deer hunter, stay out of our woods!

We learned yesterday that the doctor Tim would like to see, at Johns Hopkins, refused to see him, because his PSA is too high. I guess he thinks that he can’t do anything for him, or something, and that might impact his cure track record. Who knows. We are looking back at the doctor menu, and hoping for someone wonderful. We need to get on a treatment plan, and that has been on hold until we get into Johns Hopkins. I am still doing long, full body Reiki treatments on Tim, and am cooking all the things that are supposed to be healing for cancer recovery. Last night he got his first colonic flush — we have heard this is helpful to get rid of toxins. There will be at least a series of three. My cousin, Brent, emailed today to say the fresh graviola leaves are on their way from Brazil. We have also read that paw paw is supposed to contain some of the same active compounds, and grows in the USA. I will look into this further. The compounds in both graviola and paw paw are supposed to attack rapidly-growing cells in the body (the cancer ones, of course). For this reason, pregnant woman should not ingest these things. It sounds hopeful. I do know that Tim finds the Reiki very soothing. In case you don’t know how this works, it is a hands-on oriental healing technique that I have been trained to do. The person giving Reiki is a channel for healing energy, and the hands get very hot. I get very flushed in general, when I am doing a treatment, particularly in areas that need healing.

It is peculiar, but I have become Ms. Housewife since this cancer verdict. I have been getting up at five in the morning, making Tim hot cereal and twig tea, setting out his lunch, and doing prep for dinner. The dishes are always done, the counters clean, and the refrigerator purged of “mystery containers”. I might even start doing his ironing. I pick up occasional dirty dishes beside the television without feeling aggrieved. He isn’t even feeling sick at this point — he is running a marathon this weekend with our daughter. I wonder if this has happened with other people — the urge to become a caregiver, even when it is not really necessary.

This week I have been more efficient with my meal planning and cooking. I am finding that Silken Tofu can whiz up into a variety of sauces. Falafels are a fast and delicious meal, with a tofu sauce. Last night I made a chopped broccoli sauce, thickened with unsweetened soy milk and cornstarch. It was served over some rice noodles, but Tim doesn’t really like the “bouncy” quality of rice pasta. Maybe just the thicker pastas will be bouncy. He would rather have sauces over plain brown rice. I remember my mom making creamed asparagus and creamed peas over toast, and that can be done with some of these sauces, too. Now that I have discovered there is fresh watercress in one of our springs, I am keeping that in the refrigerator. Maybe it is a little too “hot” for macrobiotic cooking, though, but haven’t read anything to indicate I should not use it. I know it is nutritious. I have learned that herbs and spices are very limited in macrobiotic cooking, but not sure yet exactly why. We are trying to sort out the philosophical aspects of macrobiotic lifestyle from the actual health considerations of the food, itself. One might suggest that it is a holistic system — that the philosophical and nutrition are linked — and that may be so, but I need to be convinced of the whole package. We like things to taste good, and enjoying food is important, too.

My darn bread sponge is not bubbling any more, and I am not sure what is up with that. I have looked on line to figure out why the sponge that was once springy and bubbly got thin and non-bubbly. I tried putting some pineapple juice in to aid fermentation, but no luck. I found a helpful site on line, and the man who runs it said he will send me some of his starter, with instructions on how to make it grow.

This weekend is my chaplaincy class in New York. It has been immeasurably helpful for my mental and spiritual health, particularly now. Tim and Emily are headed to run a marathon in Californina this weekend. It was planned long before we learned Tim has cancer, and he wanted to go forward with their original plans. They don’t plan to race it, but instead to take their time and enjoy talking while they run. Eating will be a challenge for Tim while he is away, but he will take some food along. Also — this will be California, where there are probably a lot of macrobiotic and organic food eaters!

Blessings

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