Thursday, October 29, 2009

Prisoners of former situations


I am reading a very good murder mystery book that I got on sale, "The Skull Mantra" by Eliot Pattison (St. Martin's Minotaur: 1999) that is set in Tibet in modern times. The story starts when a headless corpse is found by a prison work gang which includes a veteran police inspector Shan Tao Yun who is in a Tibet prison for offending the Party in Beijing. Shan is a Buddhist and very wise and he observes his fellow prisoners even when they are released although few were. He remembers the ones from his time as an investigator:

"Everyone knew of former prisoners who never adjusted, who were too scared to leave their beds, or who stayed bent forever as if chained, like the horse, which, once hobbled, never tries to run again." (pg.63)

I have come across times in my life that I thought were brief and troublesome and later find out that when some time had elapsed I discovered I was devastated by the experiences of that time. I think many overweight people have this in their lives and that overweight is a way of compensating for it.

Such was a time when I was betrayed by someone that I thought was my best friend. I went on to better times and just put it aside but at the time I was numb with pain. Then lately I started to have dreams about a house I used to live in as a child. In the house was someone who was a relative of mine and he abused me as a child. I could not understand why I was having this dream over and over and the events were different from what had happened. I thought I had dealt with this relative and the memories. Then as I was writing in my journal recently about that dream, I realized that the dream was an echo of what happened between this so-called good friend and myself.

I had forgotten that when this friendship ended, it took away all of my confidence and left me with a huge mountain of anger. It took a lot for me to trust him as a friend in the first place and he used me, and then I realized that on some level I knew it. I wanted so much for him to be the person he wanted to be that I conspired with him in his games. There was a reason I dreamed of that long ago relative who abused me as a child for he was someone who was one of my caretakers. I wanted him to be who he wanted to be too. I was playing the same game too. That happens when you don't look at what is happening around you, you play the same games over and over again. I played the same game again. Then the anger stayed inside of me festering until I started to have the dreams about that relative who is luckily enough to be dead now. I became depressed because like the child of yesterday, I blamed myself as I blamed myself for the failure of that friendship.

In my dream, I had taken my old house that I used to live in and put my old work site there and transposed everyone. That is what dreams are. They are rarely about the people who the dream and the actors look like. After that old friendship ended, it was a time when my favorite relative died. Everything seemed to have crashed and I caved in on myself. I became like one of those prisoners who walked as if I had irons on my legs for I was as a child. I was no longer in that awful place. Good times had come to my life and I could not believe they had.

Often we become our own prison guards. I look up at the sky and notice how blue it is and that the clouds are beautiful. I can move my arms and legs any direction that I want. I know that this quest to be healthier is not just to be slimmer or even to be stronger but to heal. There is no doubt that like so many people, my injuries are deep and there is no fault that should be attached to me. I felt I had to hide the hurt and pain from the breakup of that friendship and that somehow it was my fault. It wasn't. It wasn't anyone's fault really. I am not going to feel shame for what is just the results of the passage of life itself. Life is what it is.

Years ago, I knew a ballot dancer who was really very good. He started a company that was small but building a good reputation. He came down with cancer. He was convinced that the reason he had cancer was because he slipped up somehow and let it in his life. He thought he could control life itself. He was trying so hard to find out what he did wrong. Then as quickly as he danced into our lives, he was gone. I was young enough to feel perplexed too. He was so young and so beautiful. No one can control life or death. Life is what it is and so is death.

For me, the trick is to not get bogged down as those former prisoners that Shan observed and to work hard to throw off the chains. It isn't easy doing it, but it's not impossible. It does take hard work and the capacity to be honest with oneself and not to blame anyone. Sometimes, it takes years to get over devastating experiences such as the former inmates of death camps. Some did it and others did not. I am not going to write down why those did not. I am only going to write what works for me right now. I need to be honest with myself and not blame anyone but let those feelings float on the rafts down the river. Heaven knows, there are others coming down in my direction that I need to deal with.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Vegetarism vs. meat eating


I had a nightmare the other night. I had several friends over for snacks, and they brought a DVD of some horror classic in honor of Halloween. I usually never watch this genre, but they came over and I watched it with them. I forgot the name of the film. It was about some creature killing people and everyone was screaming. I hated it, but I stayed with it since everyone seemed to enjoy screaming and having a good time. I have never understood the need to scream and get scared out of one's head and skin.

That night after they left I went to bed. To forget the movie, I played some Free Cell and Solitaire on the computer and thought I had forgotten it. I didn't. I dreamed my own horror flick. I was in a movie that was set in Germany. I was in a restaurant that specialized in being mean to their customers and they paid extra for that. When I woke up, I wondered about that. There is a few restaurants they could have went to and got bad service for free. This bad service meant really cruel service as in Sadomasochism type of thing. One of the waiters got out of control and attacked a receptionist and killed her and then butchered her and served her as a meal. I woke up completely upset. I made up my mind that I am never going to watch an horror movie again even if the Dalai Lama came to my house with one.

I started to think why I would dream such an awful story. I have been thinking about reverting back to a vegetarian diet. I used to be one but switched back when I went to a high carbohydrate diet. I looked at my freezer and the small freezer on top of the refrigerator and saw all of the meat items I had in store there. The more I thought about it, the more I thought about changing back to being a vegetarian. From now on, I don't think I will be buying meat anymore but will use up what I have. That will give me plenty of time to think about the decision to stop eating meat or at least cut way down on the consumption of it. I would not go vegan which would mean not eating milk products. I see no harm in eating milk, cheese, cottage cheese and so forth. I love half and half in my coffee.

Food List from Oct 26 to Nov 1, 2009


October 26, Monday
AM: one small bowl of cold cereal with half and half, 1/2 pill, coffee with half and half
PM: 4 corn tortillas, 4 slices of Munster cheese, decaffeinated coffee with half and half
After 6pm: coffee with half and half, 1/2 pill

October 27, Tuesday
AM: coffee and half and half,
PM: chicken cashew salad with diet cola, 6 waffles with butter, diet cola,
After 6 pm, 1/2 pill

October 28, Wednesday
Am: coffee with half and half
PM: hamburger steak with onions and green beans, decaffeinated coffee with half and half, 3 waffles with butter
After 6pm: 1/2 pill

October 29, Thursday
AM: coffee with half and half, 3 waffles with butter, 1/2 pill
PM: chicken salad, diet coke, pork chops, green beans,
After 6PM: v-8 juice

October 30, Friday
AM: coffee with half and half, 3 waffles with butter, 1/2 pill
PM: decaffeinated coffee with half and half, hamburger, mixed salad pepper corn dressing, some french fries, 3 waffles with butter
After 6pm: decaffeinated coffee with half and half, 1/2 pill

October 31, Saturday
AM: coffee with half and half, 3 waffles with butter, 1/2 pill
PM: decaffeinated coffee with half and half, tri tip, cole slaw, 3 waffles with butter
After 6pm: decaffeinated coffee with half and half, 1/2 pill

November 1, Sunday
AM: coffee with half and half, 3 waffles with butter
PM: 1/2 pill, chicken, diet pop,
After 6PM: veggies raw, 1/2 pill

Thursday, October 22, 2009

sugarlevels as measured by me


October 21, 2009 Wednesday 11: 40pm 135
November 4, 2009 Wednesday 11:00am: 122

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

October 21, 2009 Wednesday

I am feeling much better today and cleaned the kitchen and did a wash. Unfortunately, everyone else is not feeling well. I was able to make them hot tea and give medicine to the animals since they are sick too. The two new kittens have upper respiratory infections and no one felt well enough to catch them and give them their medications. I could not give them their medications the last few days.

I am the only one that is up right now and will be changing the bed linen which will not be easy since there are people in the beds. Everyone will sleep better with clean linen.

I got out of bed last night and watched the last part of Front Line which I am glad I did. It was about a lawyer named Bond who was a President Bill Clinton appointee who was the head of a small agency and who warned everyone about the derivatives market and how everything in the markets was headed for a big crash. She put in a set of regulations and tried to explain that Wall Street could not regulate itself. Because she was a woman, people like Greenspan and Larry Summers talked down to her and Congress treated her like she was a leper. In a short time, the market behaved as she said it would. Some of the men in charge said they were wrong and should of listened to her. Some like Larry Summers took her ideas and ran with them. Greenspan said he was wrong. Front Line showed her being grilled by the men on the Hill and no one came to her defense. She resigned in 1999 after Congress gutted her agency's power.

I wrote an email to the president that I hoped he watched Front Line. Summers is his adviser. Summers treated Bond deplorably. He was asked to leave Harvard for saying that women were incapable of understanding science. I think it is time for him to go.

When Front Line interviewed Bond, she did not say anything negative about any of the men who treated her terribly. She did warn that regulations should be put in place otherwise Wall Street will crash again.

There is a reason I included this story in this blog. Bond was a very smart woman who went to school at Stanford University and suffered discrimination all of the way through school. When she was elected president of the Law Review, her professors and administrators sent her a letter saying that they were there to help her should she feel she was in over her head. They would never have sent such a letter to a man.

Part of becoming healthier is believing in oneself. She sat there in front of all those senators and never backed down from her belief that the financial system was going to crash because of the way derivatives were traded. They treated her like she was stupid and a dumb woman who did not know what she was talking about. She never backed down. When she left those hearings she implemented the regulations. They took her power away from her.

Part of being healthy is standing alone and believing in oneself so strongly that no one can break your belief in yourself, your vision. When I was in my last job it was so hard to believe in oneself. I was not as strong as Bond was then. In order to survive, one has to be. Women who have survived in the past were as strong as she was. Queen Elizabeth I was as strong as she was. She never married because she knew she would lose her power and become nothing more than chattel so she played a game with her advisers always skipping around the question of never finding the right man to marry when she had no intention of marrying. She kept her own counsel.

Below is a biography of her from Wikipedia:

Brooksley Born

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In office
1996 – 1999
President Bill Clinton

Born 1940
San Francisco, California
Political party Democratic
Alma mater Stanford University, BA & JD
Profession Lawyer, Public official

Brooksley E. Born is an attorney and former American public official who, from August 26, 1996, to June 1, 1999, was chairperson of the Commodity Futures Trading Commission (CFTC), the federal agency which oversees the futures and commodity options markets.

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Early life

Brooksley Born attended Abraham Lincoln High School in San Francisco. She graduated high school at the age of 16 and then attended Stanford University, where she majored in English and graduated with the class of 1961. She had initially been interested in pursuing a career in medicine. However, the guidance counseling service at Stanford opposed this, as it was their stated opinion that a woman who was interested in becoming a doctor, instead of the

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suitable career of a nurse, was merely materialistic and had no sincere interest in healing.[1]

She then attended Stanford Law School, one of only seven women in her class. She gradu

ated at the top of her class, and was named president of the Stanford Law Review. She is sometimes credited with having been the first woman in American history to hold the editorship of a major law review.[2] She was the first female student ever to hold the post. Prior to graduating in 1964 she received the "Outstanding Senior" award.

Legal career

Immediately after law school Born was selected as a law clerk to judge Henry Edgerton of the U.S. Court of Appeals for the District of Columbia Circuit. Following her clerkship, she became an associate at the Washington-based international law firm of Arnold & Porter, where she subsequently rose to a partner. Born was attracted to Arnold & Porter because it was known as one of the few major law firms to have a woman partner at that time, Carolyn Agger, who was the head of the tax practice.[1]

Born had a long and distinguished legal career, serving both the private interests of her clients at Arnold and Porter and the interests of the American public through her prodigious volunteer work. Her early career focused on international trade law, in which she represented a number of Swiss industries and the government of Switzerland.[1] She developed a practice representing clients in numerous complex litigation and arbitration cases involving financial market transactions. Among her other high-profile cases was the matter of the Hunt Brothers attempt to corner the silver market in the 1970s. She eventually rose to be the head of Arnold & Porter's derivatives practice. Notably, Born was named a partner at Arnold & Porter while working part time so she could raise her two young children. When both of her children were school-age, Born returned to practice full-time.

Born took a two year leave of absence from Arnold & Porter to accompany her first husband to Boston, where he had received a fellowship. During that time she worked as a research assistant to law professor Alan Dershowitz.

Born was among the first female attorneys to systematically address inequities regarding how the laws treated women. Born and another female lawyer, Marna Tucker, taught what is considered to have been the first “Women and the Law” course at Catholic University’s Columbus School of Law. The class exclusively concerned prejudicial treatment of women under the laws of the United States, past and present.[3] Born and Tucker were surprised to discover that there was no text book on the issue at the time.[1] Born is also one of the co-founders of the National Women's Law Center.

Throughout her career and into her retirement Born was active in the American Bar Association, the largest professional organization of lawyers in the United States. Initially Born was named a member of the governing council of the ABA's Individual Rights Section, eventually becoming Chairperson.[1] Born and Tucker founded the ABA Women's Caucus, the first organization of female lawyers in the ABA. She held several senior positions in the ABA, including being named the first woman member of the ABA’s Standing Committee on the Federal Judiciary. As a member of the Judiciary Committee Born provided testimony and opinion on persons nominated for positions as Federal judges. In 1980 she was named Chair of the committee. As Chair of the committee, Born was invited to address the U.S. Congress regarding the nomination of Judge Sandra Day O'Connor to the U.S. Supreme Court.

In 1993 Born's name was floated as a possible candidate for Attorney General of the United States, although ultimately Janet Reno was nominated.

Born and the OTC Derivatives Market

Born was appointed a member of the CFTC, on April 15, 1994, by President Bill Clinton. While on the commission and after becoming its chair two years later, Born sought comments on the need to regulate derivatives, specifically swaps that are traded at no central exchange, known as the dark market, and thus have no transparency except to the two counter-parties (no actual regulatory scheme was proposed at the time). Born's team completed a complicated financial analysis which led them to anticipate a serious crisis. That crisis did affect the US and world markets in 2008; but if Born had her way, it might have been prevented. According to Born, it "will happen again and again unless we learn from experience."[4]

The request for comments, called the "Concept Release," stated that the growth of trade in derivatives had prompted the CFTC to re-examine its regulatory scheme.[5] The request for comments was opposed by Federal Reserve chairman Alan Greenspan and Treasury Secretaries Robert Rubin and Lawrence Summers.[6] Specifically, on May 7, 1998, former SEC Chairman Arthur Levitt joined the other members of the President’s Working Group – Treasury Secretary Rubin and Federal Reserve Board Chairman Greenspan – in objecting to the issuance of the CFTC’s concept release, in which Born attempted to shed light on the dark market, citing grave concerns about the possible consequences of the CFTC’s action. In particular, these concerns focused on the risk that such discussion would increase legal uncertainty concerning swaps and other OTC derivative instruments and, thus, reduce their value. They claimed potential turmoil created by the report and concerns about the imposition of new regulatory costs also might have stifled innovation and pushed transactions offshore.[7]

As the financial crisis of 2008 gained momentum, newspapers began reporting on what might be some of its causes, including the adversarial relationship Greenspan, Rubin and Levitt had with Brooksley Born,[8] with Greenspan leading the opposition, and how Born's recommendations were suppressed.[6] She is retired from Arnold & Porter and until recently had declined to comment on the unfolding crisis and her efforts to rein in the growing market for derivatives. "The market grew so enormously, with so little oversight and regulation, that it made the financial crisis much deeper and more pervasive than it otherwise would have been." The disagreement has been described as a classic Washington turf war. She now laments the influence of Wall Street lobbyists on the process and the refusal of regulators to discuss even modest reforms.[9]

In 2009 Born was awarded the John F. Kennedy Profiles in Courage Award in recognition of the political courage she demonstrated in sounding early warnings about conditions that contributed to the current global financial crisis. According to the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library, "...Brooksley Born recognized that the financial security of all Americans was being put at risk by the greed, negligence and opposition of powerful and well connected interests... The catastrophic financial events of recent months have proved them [Born and Sheila Bair] right. Although their warnings were ignored at the time, the American people should be reassured that there are far-sighted public servants at all levels of government who act on principle to protect the people’s interests."[10]

She is married to Alexander E. Bennett (also retired from Arnold & Porter). She has five adult children - two from a previous marriage to Jacob Landau and three stepchildren.[11][12]

Honors and awards

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

October 20, 2009 Tuesday


I have been sick the last few days. It seems like a low grade flu. I used to get the flu so bad that I had to be checked into the hospital until I got the message and took the yearly flu shot. I remember one year the flu shot was bad and I got sick from the shot and used up all of my sick days and later that year the US Government fired the company for making shoddy flu shots but would not admit that was the reason. Maybe I should have sued. Oh well. Now, I just feel not so good.

I got tired of being in bed the last few days although it was nice listening to it rain. Rain has been rare in California and so it was nice to hear it. This morning, I went to a park just outside the town and it was wonderful. No one was there but it was so vibrant with autumn colors and because of that there the animals were all around including migrating birds, cranes, eagles, and some bears frolicking in the lake. There was a stiff breeze and one sail boat out on the water. Earlier this morning there must have been a crew cleaning up the broken branches and downed trees because I saw bunches and bunches of cut branches and sawed trees on the sides of the road ready for pick-up. Several roads were closed because the crews did not get to them. I had some coffee and vivanno from Starbucks. I also bought a New York Times since Tuesday has the science section.

On the way home, I bought three short ribs on sale for a dollar and some freshly made chicken cashew chicken salad so I did not have to fix anything when I got home. They were very good. I watched some television although not much but watched instead some news and talked with several members of my family.

I am hoping that I will be alright tomorrow. I was feeling down today although I had no idea whether or not it was from the flu or from something else. The storm has passed and the sky was blue. I am going to bed a bit early so I can read for a while.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Food List from Oct 19, 2009 to Oct 25, 2009


Monday, October 19, 2009
AM: decaffeinated coffee with half and half, 2 small non-fat yogurts, 1/2 pill
PM: hamburger steak, veggies, decaffeinated steak, ice cream (3 small containers of low fat)
After 6pm: decaffeinated coffee with half and half, 1/2

Tuesday, October 20, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, 2 pain relievers at 6 am, coffee with half and half, vivanno, pain reliever
PM: 3 ribs, chicken salad, 3 pieces of toast with butter and preserves (just did not feel well)
After 6pm: 1 pill

Wednesday, October 21, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, 1/2 pill, two toasted breads, non-sugar preserves
PM: sausage and cheese sandwich, decaffeinated coffee with half and half, cold cereal and half and half and some sugar
After 6 pm: 1/2 pill

Thursday, October 22, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, one sausage, egg and cheese sandwich, 1/2 pill
PM: one container of Dannon yogurt plain with one scoop of strawberry preserves, one bowl of rice cold cereal with half and half and saccharine, one sausage and cheese sandwich
After 6pm: decaffeinated coffee with half and half

Friday, October 23, 2009 Lost day
AM:
PM:
After 6pm

Saturday, October 24, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, 4 pieces of toast with butter, 1/2 pill
PM: chicken salad with cashews
After 6pm: 1/2 pill, decaffeinaed coffee with half and half

Sunday, October 25, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half
PM: protein with veggies, rice crisps with whipped cream, diet cola , coffee with half and half
After 6PM: coffee with half and half, 1/2 pill
After 6pm: decaffeinated coffee with half and half

Saturday, October 17, 2009

October 17, 2009 Saturday


A bully tried to make me feel bad today. At first, I felt puzzled and did not understand what he was doing. A friend pointed out what was going on and I was astonished. My friend said: "Maybe he is reading your blog." Then I was amused.

The bully said: "Still feeling left out, eh?"

Huh? I said at first...

I think I have mentioned before that there are no shortages of bullies in this world. Things are going well with me right now. I did not feel particular left out at this moment. There were company at the house this weekend. I got along with everyone and we had fun. I learned something very important in that all of the things I have gained over the years will not leave and I have to start all over again.

I rarely am alone nor do I feel lonely. I am lucky in that. I feel comfortable in being alone. It is a condition that I have had to fight for in the past. Most of my hobbies that I enjoy are those that are best done alone. I have close friends. I have strong spiritual guides that have never led me astray.

The things I want to do this summer involve physical activities. I want to be in a kayak without sinking it, I want to join a walking tour without lagging behind, I want to join a biking trip without worrying that I cannot finish it. I want to go on a balloon trip without worrying about the balloon not be able to lift. I want to have my surgery that I need. As for getting along, well I am a writer. Writers are a bit odd and that is alright with me. I love being one. I would not want to be anything else. I am also a reader and that makes me a bit odd and I don't mind that either. What thrills me beyond anything I know is that I am a very good writer and get better and better. I used to be a so so editor and now I am a terrific editor. I just get frustrated with some of the stuff I read when it is not done well. That means I am getting better and that is very good.







Thursday, October 15, 2009

Anger or how I learn to respect me more


I have been feeling depressed today. I assumed it was because it has been raining. Yesterday, it was very windy although not today. We really need the rain, but I am feeling very down. One of my cats is sick, the new one that I got a few days ago. The gas man came by to turn on the gas since I had it turned off last year to save some money. I thought if I used a small heater I would not have to pay as much utilities. Big mistake. Then he told me that the old central air that I never turn on in the summer because I can't afford it needs to be surfaced. Oh, there is more money. I need to spend more money I don't have. Still, I don't think this is the reason I am depressed. I am always in need of money; but for the important things I am fine.

So, I sit down and just let the images go by that are running in my head. I see the images of my time that I spent with my aunt and uncle when I was 12 and 13 years of age. Then I remember the dampness and rain of Oregon. Then as I am writing things in my journal off line I remember the time I spent there and with a start I remember being suicidal. I hated my whole year there. I loved my aunt and uncle but my aunt was so intent of getting me ready for being attractive to the boys and later for attracting a husband in high school. It was a small town in Oregon. There were no colleges and it was far away from any universities. In those years, girls did not aspire to go to college and universities from my part of the world. The girls I knew got married. Their parents could not afford to send them to Eugene , Corvallis and Salem to the universities and colleges. I saw marriage as a dead end. My father beat my mother and drank. That was not what I wanted. When I tried to explain to my aunt that I did not want that, she ignored me. She just kept talking right over me to other women as they judged my ears, my hair and the fact that I weighed too much. Even then, I read a lot; but all of that was ignored. They looked at the colors that looked good on me. They told me what hair style looked good on me and how I should act around boys. They made me go to dances. I hated dances. I was so unhappy. Finally I was allowed to go home to my parents and my older sister took my place. She was more pliable and she did what she was told.

I was trying to eat this afternoon and ate a rice crispie. I just wanted to feel better. I was feeling so down, so darn depressed. I am a little low on money although not broke. I had to spend too much on the cat because I was worried she would not make it. She is still so very sick. She has free doctor visits since I bought her from a non-profit agency but it is hard for me to get them to follow through. They had fixed her too young so she is weak. I was taking my son to the different doctors and hoping they would listen to a man and stop discounting what I was saying. My son was telling me to hush as he told them what was wrong with the cat. Then that was what was making me made. It was an echo of what had happened to me so many years ago. I thought I had forgotten all about it. I had not. I was being ignored and discounted.

Women are often discounted. What I went through as a young teenager would not have happened to a man. Still, being ignored does happen to children both boys and girls. I am not going to be noticed now. It still happens. My bank is still sending me a new card with the old number of a card that I reported was stolen. I just take the new card to the bank and ask first if the new card is really my new card before I destroy the temporary card. I have four now. I also tell the person I am talking with: "Look, don't blame me for this obvious screw up. I don't know what is happening but I want a card soon. My name is not 'preferred customer'." The next time I get the wrong card, I am asking for the bank president. I am also not asking my son to help me out. I am doing it myself. Other than that I don't know what else I can do except write in here and my journal.

The thing is I got mad at me this time. When I was in Oregon, I wanted to kill myself because I did not see a way out of being made to do something I did not want to do. Now, at this age I could see a way. I moved back to California and went to college and worked my way through which was possible then although very difficult now. Again, I directed anger towards myself and depression was the result. I realize that many so-called experts feel that depression is anger directed towards the self. I think this is true for some of the time but not all of the time. I get very angry at being discounted and ignored. This will continue to happen.

People of color, disabled people, and other people get discounted too. Nothing is going to stop stupid people being stupid. There was an episode of Bones in which an Arab-American faked an accent because he felt it enabled him to get along with other professionals if they thought he was recently arrived from an Arab country than if he had been born and raised in this country. He was still a Muslim and wanted to continue to practice his religion and could do it easier if people thought he just arrived from a Muslim country. When his accent was blown by another character, the others started to ask questions on whether or not he was still going to continue such Muslim practices. He said "of course." "That is why I faked the accent in the first place because I knew you would think it did not matter as much if you knew I was an American raised in America; but it does. It matters very much."

The most important person is the self. I need to respect myself. I did not when I allowed my son to disrespect me and let him get away with it. I am not going to allow it. That is part of my quest to get healthier. Who would of thought that getting healthier would be to respect the self more.





P.S. My son came in feeling bad about what happened about the cat and offered to buy some food and I went with him to the store. Then I came back feeling bad about being angry and ate six eskimo pies. I finally gained control over the situation and stopped beating myself up. I should have just sat down here and wrote. I will try and do so next time. I got angry at myself for being angry at him.

I also was feeling guilty for everything going well. I had to fight doctors, banks, and the gas company and although I won I still felt bad. Becoming healthy isn't a matter of just eating and exercising although I am not doing too much of that. There is a whole lot more involved. It is a bigger picture, a much larger change that I have to do with my life than those small changes. I am beginning to see it is a HUGE change.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Fear of Hunger


There was a newspaper column in the San Francisco Examiner in June, 2009 that stated:

"An unscientific poll conducted in Roanoke, Virginia, indicates that many overweight and obese people have a fear of hunger. Observations locally confirm that a large percentage of obese and overweight people carry food with them to alleviate the first signs of hunger."

Cara Joyce on that June 30th piece went on to ask what is wrong with a little hunger. She completely misunderstood why hunger is so scary for some people.

I don't have to carry around food with me in case I get hungry, but should I get hungry there is a big danger of my overeating. I have to be prepared for it. I have to plan my meals so that I can be a little hungry but not reach a critical point where I grab something clearly meant to raise my sugar levels well above critical. Being classified as diabetic does not help either. It is easy in my house to avoid most sugar treats especially since I cannot eat gluten. That eliminates most cookies, cakes, donuts, and so on. However if I am out in the community I know of certain health food stores and grocery stores that carry gluten free treats. That is not good. I used to go to Starbucks because I could get a gluten free cake and just buy one. If I go to a health foods store I have to buy the whole box and you know where that leads. Then there is Cheetos. They have them in small 99cent bags. Not good too.

I went to the medical clinic and got training in how to use a meter or how to measure the sugar in my blood. It was interesting, but I can't use it yet because I don't have a special container to throw away the small needle pricks. California laws state I have to throw them away in special containers. They are sending me one from San Francisco. I did have to get weighed and lost one pound since last seeing my doctor. That is good. I did not register it as it is not the same scale I normally use. I will do that this Friday.

I was raised to fear my hunger pangs. I understand why and have written about this before. There is a reason why many people with childhood sexual and/or physical abuse identify with the Holocaust of the Nazis. I really don't have any plans to combat it other than to try and remain mindful. It is hard to do this before one's liver kicks in. When the liver kicks in, then the hunger becomes manageable although the shakes comes in. I start to lose concentration. The only way I can combat this is to eat regular meals. For instance, it is 11:30am and I am going to have a steak and veggies for lunch and will start fixing it soon. My hunger pangs are almost non-existent.

I wish there was something more that can be done. Having that not so smart article in the Examiner does not help those of us with a real problem. Maybe there is not real research on this issue. I could not find anything. Too many people with their "thin" bodies look for reasons to make other feel bad. They think all of us with overweight issues just have to exercise some discipline when this is not the case at all. They want to feel superior because they are afraid weight will creep up on their bodies. Weight fear is a real fear in this culture because of all of the prejudice against those who are "different".

Sometimes in these posts, I have solutions at the end of these posts. I don't have one here except to write about it. I wish I did. There has been advantages in being overweight and I have not suffered health wise for it, but I will if I don't get this weight off. It is a quest and I am learning a lot about myself as well as about others. That can't be all bad.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Food List from Oct 12 to Oct 18, 2009


Monday, October 12, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half
PM: vivanno, coffee with half and half, beef steak with onions and green peppers, 1/2 pill, rice crispie bars
after 6pm: rice crispie bars, 1/2 pill

Tuesday, October 13, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, 1/2 pill, toast and butter
PM: steak and veggies
After 6pm: cheese, decaffeinated coffee with half and half, 1/2 pill

Wednesday, October 14, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half and cream, 1/2 pill, 2 toast and butter
PM: steak and veggies, vivanno, coffee with half and half
After 6pm: decaffeinated coffee with cream, two rice crispies, 1/2 pill

Thursday, October 15, 2009
AM: coffee with cream, 1/2 pill, 3 toasts with preserves
PM: steak and veggies, decaffeinated coffee and half and half.
After 6pm: 6 Eskimo pies (ice cream), 1/2 pill

Friday, October 16, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, one low fat yogurt, 1/2 pill
PM: decaffeinated coffee with half and half, sausage and cheese sandwich, one low fat yogurt, popcorn
After 6pm: diet cola, 1/2 pill

Saturday, October 17, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, vivanno, 1/2 pill
PM: steak with onion, 3 yogurts, diet coke, decaffeinated coffee with half and half
After 6pm: 1/2 pill

Sunday, October 18, 2009
AM: coffee with half and half, 2 toast with butter and preserves
PM: cheese sandwich, hot tea with sugar (did not feel well)
After 6pm: 1/2 pill, 1 large cup of coffee with half and half