Three Day Water-Only Fast

I'm 21 hours into a 72 hour fast. This is why...



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There are all types of fasts out there; juice fasts, fruit fasts, broth fasts, minimal calorie fasts, you name it, there's probably a fast out there. They're a divisive topic with fervent stances on both sides. Some say they're great for cleansing, fabulous for your health, and others say they damage your metabolism, that they mess up the delicate homeostasis of the body. As for me, I don't know what I think. It seems like there's both benefits and concerns. But this new research study that's been splashing around the internet showing that fasting for 2-4 days can completely regenerate the cells in your immune system, got my attention and drew me in.

To keep myself sane, I have been drinking pint after pint of water, and a smattering of herbal teas (which I chose because they're are usually caffeine free and calorie free). This afternoon I felt well enough to walk the lake with Emma, but I'll be surprised if I'm able to do it again tomorrow, let alone Friday. I'm just trying to take it easy and get through this. I have a friend who's done a seven day water-only fast, so I keep reminding myself that three days should be easy. I mean, jeez, I'm almost a third of the way to the finish line.

I'm definitely feeling hazy, but the growls in my stomach are oddly refreshing. It reminds me that I'm strong, and dedicated. Too bad my subconscious didn't get the memo; I took a late afternoon nap and dreamed of juicy, chilled green grapes.

On my walk today I glimpsed this chalk message. How fitting. Maybe the penman was on a fast too....know what I'm sayin'? Ha.

The Most Poignant Riddle

Good morning. Been resting up from my worcation. I went to my parent's house to sleep, and meditate, and watch trashy Bravo TV (we don't have television anymore), but I got trapped in the vortex of the tumor world. Researching to make sure that you're living right, is much more satisfying than any other pastime. The tricky part is that my brain gets fatigued pretty quickly, and by Saturday it was fried. That morning Dan and I drove to the senior center where Grams lives. We brought her some goodies, and pushed her around outside. As we were driving home I had a mental lapse, I literally couldn't remember where I lived. Weird. It took several minutes for me to remember the image of our home. My mental Rolodex flipped from house to house, city to city, and finally I figured it out, but it was scary. Several moments of dementia. I don't know if it was a seizure thing - it didn't feel the same - or just lightheadedness from the CR, or worse yet, tumor growth? It scared Dan. It scared me.

I'm chalking it up to mental exhaustion. No need to panic. The MRI is near, and results will be available next week. We will know what's going on in my brain (to a certain extent) soon enough. I kind of don't want to know what's going on in there. I'd rather just keep going along with my current path. If the tumor is growing again, I don't know what my next step will be. There are a few promising clinical trials out there, and some positive off-label drugs I could add. I know that if the tumor is growing the next recommendation is radiation. I also know that as an IDH1 mutant glioma fighter, radiation is said to be more effective. That's new information that has recently been coming out in the research, anyway. It's a double edged sword because it's always great to have more treatment options, but at the same time I really, really, really don't want to do radiation. So, we'll see how it goes.

In the meantime, after last week's research, I've decided to go raw vegan for a bit. It's mostly veggies and some fruit. I realize that there are all kinds of diets out there for cancer, and brain tumors; the RKD, vegan, vegetarian, Paleo, caloric restricted, macrobiotic, you can do the Gerson therapy, or do the alkaline diet, and you can find someone who has survived from each one, even survivors who have never changed their diet and still live on SAD. It's kind of a crapshoot. There is no surefire diet to stop brain cancer, or any other cancer for that matter. These molecular aberrations will not respond to the same diet, nor the same treatments. Cancer may be the most poignant riddle of all time. But with that being said, there are direct correlations between elements of diet and tumor growth. It has been proven. For example, IGF-1 in animal protein, artificial sweeteners, sugar (of all kinds), artificial dyes, nitrites & nitrates, MSG, just to name a few. So what do you do? Do what feels right. We are all walking this walk together, but at the same time we have to use our own legs. I love learning from you guys, and I appreciate you sharing your knowledge and wisdom. I wouldn't be as far as I am without your help. When I share things, I don't expect you to jump on my bandwagon, I just want to give you the chance to check stuff out and see if it helps your situation. The IGF-1 issue in animal protein was definitely a game changer in our household. Thank you for all of the comments over the past several posts, the dialog was exciting, and very instrumental for Dan and I to adjust our lifestyle.

In one of the comments there was a mention of a couple of documentaries, the most profound being (in my opinion), Eat, Fast, Live Longer. If you enjoy nutritional documentaries, or just want to get your mind blown, please check it out below. (If you have any problems viewing it CLICK HERE.)


Eat, Fast & Live Longer HD by limoslight

Thanks again for all of the continued help as I navigate this curious journey, I can't measurably express my gratitude. There is such power in numbers.

Happy Hair

Today (and everyday), I am incredibly happy to have hair. It was fun shaving my head back in 2010, however, the grow-out was excruciating. This time, I decided to just see if I could finagle a way to grow out all of the shaved areas, hoping that it wouldn't be a complete disaster. I knew that I could always shave the whole thing later if it didn't work out. Here are a couple of current photos of my happy, healthy short, but rapidly growing hairs. I literally just took the photos (except for the final picture which was from my dinner date with Jobi, Ashley, and Christel).

I'm so excited about my hair! How fun is this!?! Remember last October.....

Look what I can do now.....I call it my Snooki poof :)

You guys, look! I'm seriously over the stars about this. I finally feel feminine, and beautiful, and normal. I have a warrior's clandestine life that passerbys don't know about; I just look like a healthy, happy woman. You guys know that I have secrets about the war that I'm waging, but I don't like to wear it on my sleeve - or on my head for that matter. That's why I write the blog, to get things out, to share information, and also so that I can emote whenever I want and I don't wear down my friends and family (especially my poor husband) - although, inevitably, at times I must be draining on loved ones. I know that this tumor is very hard on those around me, and I'm really sorry that life works that way. I wish it didn't. I want my people (and everyone for that matter) to be happy. Wouldn't that be great? All happy, all the time. :) Genuinely.

Just a little secret...I'm giddy today - okay, THAT'S not the secret - I woke up to Emma the dog spraying the house with diarrhea. Then, because Bingie the cat has a soft stomach, he threw up at the smell. It has been quite the Monday morning. But it's all cleaned up, and although I threw up as well because the smell and disaster was truly horrific, I can't help but laugh and be glad that I'm here to be able to clean poop and vomit and live my life.

PS It's day 5 of my fast/food restriction and I'm feeling great! I'm figuring out the best food combinations to feel full and maximize my energy levels. This whole 600 calorie thing isn't so bad! (Although I might have to eat those words later for sustenance.)