DCA

Good morning friends. I can't believe next week is shot week again. Back to NYC for a quick 20 hours. Crazy! I've been so incredibly exhausted lately, too much summer fun with friends, and moving, and such. But the weather has been superb, and the sunshine has been intoxicating. It's impossible to nap, and I'm only getting about 7 hours of sleep a night (on a good night). I know I need more sleep, that I'm still recovering from October's brain surgery, but it's hard to zonk out when life feels so good. Not to mention the sun zaps all energy, but it's too hot to nap.

Here's my office for this morning. I'm hidden at a local cafe, behind a bamboo fence. Fun to change it up. I love living right in GL, able to walk a block to fun little spots. Since I don't drive, it's important for me to feel connected to the community. Note my editor, Emma

My day is another, full of research. I've been looking into adding DCA into my supplements. Apparently, it can help the mitochondria of cancer cells start to function properly. The mitochondria is the guy in the cell that does several things including programing apoptosis (cell death). That's the problem with cancer cells or damaged cells in general, they don't want to die. DCA also helps break the process of glycolysis for cancer energy, among other things. There are a few supplements that you need to take along with the DCA, like thiamine, and alpha lipoic acid. I would need to be careful about caffeine because it can potentiate the effects, but I think I could be careful and figure it all out. I've been reading up on DCA for the past few weeks. It seems like a nice addition to my treatments.

I'm off to focus on the DCA. Enjoy your day!

Dirty Little Thief

I can not believe this, but someone stole our bicycle from behind our home. The new home is in a high foot traffic area, and honestly, I didn't think much of it. But Danny and I put the bike behind our home, it was out of view, and some jerk took it. 

Unless, of course, a friend took it to fix the two flat tires - but I have a feeling that isn't the case. Dan had just grabbed the bike from his brother so that we could fix it up for me to use. I've only ridden a bike once in over three years because of the surgeries, and the seizures, and I was so excited to start back up. And in a blink it was gone. Dang it! Evil thief. Guess I don't have to buy a basket for the front.

I don't throw this card out there much, but it's pretty mean to steal a bike from a cancer patient. Even if they don't know it at the time. 

I keep picturing a tall, lanky dude on our bike cackling his head off as he wheels around Greenlake. Oh well. At least I've got my walking sticks to get me out. 

Clearly we're going to need to be really good about securing our things. Guess it's a good lesson.