We Are One

Today's lesson is going to raise the awareness of what is going on around us, awareness to visualize that which is hidden from view.

It is going to be painful, and very very rude awakening for some of us.

But it is like dead flesh that needs to be removed.

Have you ever seen a pterygium?

It is extra tissue that grows over the eyes. People who have a lot of exposure to the sun are at great risk for it. If it is not removed the patient will eventually go completely blind. So hold my hand, give me about one hour and twenty minutes of you time, and you will see clearly like you have never done in many lifetimes.

(I will place a photo of a pterygium at the very end for those medically interested, okay?)


Let's begin:

Salmon Confidential Documentary 2013

http://youtu.be/MTbxOFcvC4U

Watch this movie and answer the following questions in your heart while you are watching it:

• Who is telling the truth?
• Who has conflict of interest?
• If Gaia was a person, whose side would she be on?
• Is this type of motivation limited to the example here of the salmon in British Columbia?
• If the people making decisions on your health in this example behave in this way, how can you be sure your safety is protected by their peers in other fields of 'business'?

What we are looking for is not fear. Although anger might well up inside us, at the trick that has been played on us, it is not the anger which should move us to act. It is awareness of a deep spiritual Truth that motivates us, an emotion that is felt in the gut. It is the sense of 'something is not right and I can't place my finger on it' but I want it to never happen again.

If you have that feeling, excellent.

If you don't. that is okay. Let us now take a break and look at a picture of the beauty of Nature...

Ahhhh! Isn't that refreshing? Whenever you are growing and hit an uncomfortable spot, just kick off your shoes and socks, and get your feet on Gaia. Her energy is sure and strong and very grounding. All the stress will go out through your feet and into her, the way it was meant to be.

If you can also breathe a little fresh air, get some sunshine, and drink some cool water, all the disturbance to your energy in your aura (it is 'growing pain') will be re-set.


Are you ready? Now for the second part of the lesson:

Read this article about how the super-sized soda was born right in the heart of Southern California in the seventies, (http://www.ocregister.com/articles/soda-614304-percent-ounces.html?page=1),
and answer the following questions:

• who is telling the truth?
• who has conflict of interest?
• If Gaia was a person, whose side would she be on?
• is this type of motivation limited to the super-size soda trend in Southern California?
• If fast-food industry, convenience stores, and the beverage companies would continue producing these large sizes in light of all medical evidence of its harm to humankind, what other areas of our health are being compromised because of profit?

Thank you for working hard today on your personal growth and development. It isn't easy, to discover a lie that has been told to you again and again so often it seemed harmless, isn't it.

I want you to remember this:

Forever Joyful is your true essence.

Do not stray too far from that center.

Aloha and Mahalos,

Namaste,

Peace,

Reiki Doc

P.S. The photo of the eye condition is here--it's kind of graphic so only look if you are interested in medicine, all right?

pterygium (pronounced Terr-ri-gee-um)

An RN Patient Who Fired THREE Doctors!

My friend is a successful gastric bypass patient. She is also an RN.

Her story amazes me, and because of this, I am going to share it with you:

• Doctor 1:  Her internist for fifteen years. She asked him for a recommendation and referral for gastric bypass. He said, "You just need to learn to keep your mouth shut!" She told him she was never coming back. He said, "You'll come back! You won't be able to find someone to put up with you!" She left and never regretted it. At the time she had six pills to take daily for blood pressure, diabetes, and cholesterol. She weighed two hundred sixty pounds. Clearly this is an HMO. Her primary care is her 'gatekeeper'. He will experience less money or some other disincentive if he refers her to a specialist.
• Doctor 2:   She saw him and just didn't like him.
• Doctor 3:   The leading Doc everyone sees, the one that takes care of the sickest patients. My friend asked about a referral to a Bariatric program. The expert said, "I think you are depressed. We will balance out your moods so you won't need to eat, and then you will lose the weight." My friend was hesitant to add any more medications. She didn't feel depressed. She said to herself, "I am just addicted to food. I eat when I am happy. I eat when I am sad. I eat to have something to do." But the doctor was insistent. "Since you are a nurse, I want you to take this list of five antidepressants, research them, and pick one for you and let me know which one in the morning." After hearing that, my friend went to her favorite restaurant and downed a large size order of chili-cheese fries. 'My, that was PRODUCTIVE on my part, wasn't it?' she wryly says about her reaction to the 'expert' doctor's diagnosis. My friend then went home, and asked her husband, "am I depressed?" He looked at her, puzzled. She explained how this doctor had diagnosed her with depression and she wasn't sure if she needed the meds or not. "How long did this doctor talk to you before they decided you are depressed?" She thought about it and said, "About ten minutes" "Well, I have known you my whole life, and you are NOT depressed!" She got serious and said, 'I want to know. You don't have to spare me the truth. I really need to know this to decide whether or not to take the meds. Just, tell me if you think I am depressed." he said, NO. Their kids overheard and agreed with Dad. So that night, my friend sent a courtesy email to the highly recommended doctor. The long and short of it was: you are a great doctor but you are not the one for me. Guess what? The doctor called her and was upset! Accused her of all kinds of things! But my friend the nurse patient 'got free' from a toxic doctor-patient relationship.
• Doctor 4:  the primary care doctor of her friend from high school that had gastric bypass surgery. When she met him, she said, "I was referred by my friend, who is now half the woman she used to be. I want to be that woman. I want a referral to gastric bypass." He didn't bat and eye and said, "I can do that". Together they did the work up and met all of the insurance requirements for the referral. She exercised and was her healthiest she had ever been at the time of surgery. She had the procedure, recovered, lost the weight, and has reduced from six pills a day to Her nice doctor said, 'you're not going to lose this inherited high blood pressure by losing ten pounds'--but she did get a reduced dose on medication for it.) She also had a tummy tuck and pannus resection on her one-year anniversary of the surgery. (A pannus is the name for a fold of skin--either with fat or not--that drapes across the abdomen or the back.)

This was her one chance to save her life. She smiles and says she would do it again without hesitation.

What I admire about her is how she found her personal power and was able to do what she wanted for her health.

Bypass is not for everybody. Supplements are required, as well as long term monitoring of blood chemistry labs. But the Double Whammy achieved by the bypass is rapid weight loss due to decreased intake and malabsorption. The gastric sleeve surgery is different, because it just 'cuts the stomach down to a banana'. Apparently there are Facebook support groups for the sleeves (GSB?). And probably for the bypass too.

It is your health. Why don't you look inside your heart, and go for what you really desire? Don't listen to anyone that does not support you. It took not one but four to help my friend.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki and the E.R.

An elderly loved one was admitted to the hospital recently.
As the doctor in the family, I was requested to come to the E.R. at once.
Sometimes, the 'Just for Today, I will do my work honestly' applies even on your day off.

I had to be a noodge. Do you know what a noodge is? A noodge is the person who stands up for the Truth, and annoys the heck out of people to get proper care for their loved one.

This family member had an eight-week history of malaise: not feeling well, not eating, needing help to walk. This was a change in the baseline activity level of a basically active senior.

The catch is that this loved one had a complex medical history, including diabetes brought on by steroid use in anti-rejection therapy for a solid-organ transplant.

Furthermore, this loved one, like my three other elderly loved ones who had passed on before, bought the motto of this 'big box healthcare organization' hook, line, and sinker. Somehow the five-dollar copay translates through as 'good care' to people who have lived through the Great Depression.

Blood sugar was over five hundred. The admitting internist wanted to send this loved one to the floor.

While I was in the E.R. for over six hours, and the hospital itself for eight, this is what I saw for treatment:

Glucose = off the charts. No diabetic ketoacidosis--yet.

Insulin ten units i.v.

Recheck in one hour. Glucose = four hundred and something.

No action. No insulin. Nada.

I ask about the plan of treatment with the E.R. nurse.

Delay while she calls the internist.

Ten units insulin i.v. PLUS eight units insulin subcutaneous.

No recheck as expected in an hour.

I ask again after two hours.

Recheck blood sugar. It is three hundred ninety.

The internist calls, and asks for me. This doctor says, 'I did test A and test B and test C and test D and test E and test F and...the results are A and B and C and D and E and F....'

I listen, acutely aware that this is a new doc, who is not yet able to synthesize a working diagnosis. This  physician is 'ruling out' everything on the differential (list of possible) diagnoses, but does not 'get it' that something seriously metabolic is going on. 

Here is the work up that should have been happening;
ABG (arterial blood gas)
Urine and serum osmolarity, and sodium (this was critically low)
Insulin drip
echocardiogram
in addition to the EKG, UA, lytes, CBC, renal ultrasound, chest x-ray and CT scan ordered.
(isn't it ironic how at the airport they x-ray your total body on the way in the gates but not at the E.R.?)

Guess what?
I said to the nurse, 'I know in my heart that is it was this intern's parent in this E.R. instead of mine, this intern would have been ten times more mean than I am being now!'
And the nurse looked at me, and let down her guard immediately, for I had spoken a Truth.

The internist agreed to ICU admission 'to make me feel better'.
Then I got told by same internist, 'The ICU physician refuses the admit because your loved one does not meet ICU criteria'

Guess what? The telemetry nurse refused the admission. The sugar was not controlled and too high.

Guess what? My parent experienced chest pain (I can't breathe I have pressure, and anginal equivalent) twice in front of me. You don't give one and a half liters of normal saline wide open to anyone over seventy. At the first time, we stopped the fluids, and the symptoms resolved. When the fluids were restarted later, on a pump, we mentioned in the hall that the patient was having chest pain. (I had programmed the monitor to track continuous EKG tracing, one lead, in the E.R. as it was only showing pulse ox and blood pressure before. I watched the ST segments steep depression, and knew the diastolic blood pressure was only thirty. I saw the ischemia happen before my eyes, just like in the O.R. Only there was no paper in the printer on on monitor to print out automatically with the alarms what had been going on).

Then everyone ran in the room.

The nurse in white scrubs came in. The one that knew what was what. Probably the house supervisor.
He asked why the sugar was so high and uncontrolled. And why there were all these different places to go--telemetry, ICU, DOU (step down).

I said it was because I 'squeaked'.

He looked at me, eye to eye, back to the rest of the E.R., and said, under his breath in the gayest 'you go girl' voice ever--You Did Right, looking around the room to make sure none of the Big Box Employees would rat on him. Over his shoulder, was the E.R. nurse, nodding their head, in support..
Again, in his sotto voce, 'Your parent needs DOU level of care. Needs an insulin drip. You did the right thing by speaking up.'

The internist came in the room, as I was holding my parent's hand while the nurse drew blood for troponins, a marker of cardiac injury. Transplant patients, like breast cancer patients, only have one arm for blood pressure cuffs, i.v.'s and blood draws. The veins are terrible.

I felt the internist bump into my aura. It was about six feet radius around me. The internist stopped.
The internist saw and understood everything, without words. I saw an extremely thin doc, with very well-developed veins, a runner, possible ultra-athlete, a top-of-the-class book-smart doc, still wearing a retainer, who chose Big Box so They Could Have A Life. In essence, they chose a 9-5 career in medicine.

I asked, 'what do you want to do about fluids? The i.v. maintenance is on hold.'
The internist touched the tubing and the beeping pump, and said, 'it is going'.
I said, 'no, the tubing is not connected to the patient, and the pump is on pause.' holding the end of the tubing and pointing to the pump, 'we need a decision to either restart it or hold the fluids'.

The internist stammered, walked out of the room. The pump kept beeping every two minutes. My sister and I took turns hitting the silence button, until after about ten minutes, I just turned the pump off.

What is the moral of the story:
The dark side of medicine today is that there is a difference in the standard of care between your doctor's mom and your own.

Let me repeat: there is a work ethic for 'care of the patient' that suddenly 'changes' when it is not just 'the patient' and it is 'the family member of the health care worker'.

Big Box Healthcare is a Business. End of story. Efficiency at patient care leads to more profit for shareholders.

When, every patient is considered someone's 'Auntie' or 'Uncle', a real breakthrough in Healthcare is going to happen. This is MUCH needed in medicine today. Even the ugliest, stinkiest street person, is still 'Auntie' or 'Uncle', just as much as the blood related 'Auntie' and 'Uncle' to the nurse, physician, physician assistance, nurse anesthetist, critical care nurse, E.R. nurse, orderly, nursing assistant, x-ray tech, echo tech, phlebotomist, janitor, dietary worker...and Reiki is going to be a huge part of this process.

Do you agree?


Namaste,

Reiki Doc

The Holistic Dentistry Debate

The September issue of Martha Stewart's Whole Living Magazine has an interesting article titled, 'Mouths Wide Open'. The writer, Melinda Wenner Moyer, who has not had any cavities, went to see a holistic dentist at the insistence of her husband, who has had many cavities, restorations, and other dental work. (I am sorry, I was unable to access the article through www.wholeliving.com)

Holistic Dentistry is based on the premise that the mouth, in particular, the balance of the oral flora, is like the canary in a coal mine when it comes to our overall health of the body. The dentist she saw, Dr. Reid Winick, says, 'I want my patients to learn what it takes to be healthy for their mouths and their bodies.'. He focuses on nutrition, environmental pollutants, structural imbalances and stresses affect the mouth and the body.

In Melinda's case, although there were no cavities (there is one type of bacteria that eats residual sugar in the mouth, which creates plaque--and she was very immune to this type of bacteria), her gums were inflamed. In his opinion this was setting her up for inflammatory systemic disease. He advised her to change her diet, to come back, and it worked.

My dentist is an oncology dentist. We are friends from working together at the same university many years ago on staff. He told me to avoid mouthwashes that contain alcohol, since they are linked with causing oral cancer. The holistic dentists give this same advice.

Fluoride is an active area of discussion. Dr. Mercola, on his website, says that fluoride, in particular, fluoridated water is very bad for the health. Some go so far as to say that fluoridation of public water supplies is an example of doing something against people's consent, like a police state. There is concern that fluoride is known to lead to mental illness, including depression. Holistic dentists are against fluoride for this reason. There is also concern about the chemicals in dental floss, and the poor outcome of studies linking flossing to effective prevention of dental disease.

I also know that mouth disease, infection especially, is linked to heart disease such as endocarditis.  All diseased teeth must be pulled before operating to replace the infected heart valve, or else it will get infected too. Others have connected cavities and atherosclerosis, a chronic inflammatory systemic condition.

The truth is not known yet, but I suspect the Holistic Dental Community may be on to something important.

The recommendations in the article are:

1) Brush twice a day with  soft bristle brush like Sonicare DiamondClean

2) Choose a toothpaste free of fluoride and sodium lauryl sulfate, like Burt's Bee's

3) Eat alkaline foods like beans, fruits, and greens to maintain a good body pH

4) Rinse mouth with warm water and a few drops of clove or mint oil

5) Clean gums with a oral irrigator like water pic or HydroFloss

6) Get plenty of rest, sleep and exercise daily. 

The Holistic Dentistry website is not helpful. Neither is Wikipedia. Here is a link from Quackwatch that is actually informational:http://www.quackwatch.com/01QuackeryRelatedTopics/holisticdent.html

In the end, we are going to find out more about this. As Reiki Doc I see a lot of teeth, look in a lot of mouths, and smell a lot of nasty smells in my work. Diabetic breath is horrible. It is sweet and rotten. Next is Trauma Breath because there is usually alcohol on it. Kidney disease has a totally different scent of the breath, almost metallic. It turns my stomach. And Liver disease, like in a liver transplant, smells like burnt plastic and makes me want to gag. I know dogs can detect disease by scent, because their noses are far superior to ours. With my nose, I can tell a difference in the mouth, and since I already know the medical history, I can recognize a pattern. I also know from a metaphysical point of view, the soul enters and leaves the body through the mouth, at first breath in the delivery room, and last breath in the hospice. I see it happening, and I feel it. That is how I know. Mouths are important, in my opinion, and I look forward to learning more about the mouth-body-health connection.

Anyway, I hope this makes for discussion, and possibly some new findings for all of us. Comments are welcome!

Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Dear Patient: what I have to say, but cannot

An Open Letter to a Patient:

You are a beautiful soul. Your spirit and I got to know you. I know your past. I know your history. I am filled with utmost compassion, because you do not understand your disease. And that you are slowly falling apart because of it.

I met you in the Operating Room. Someone had wheeled you in, without my okay. The nurse had asked, 'have you met Dr. yet?' and you said yes. You do not speak the English well enough, or do not remember the names of who you had met. That is okay. My Spanish is much worse than your passable English, for I only know the medical Spanish I was taught at school. And we are equals on forgetting. Sometimes I have to look at the name on the chart again and again as I talk to you, to wake you and to gently induce sleep. There are so many of you I cannot count. And every one of you looks different from awake when you are sleeping with a tube taped in your mouth that was put there by me...

Your Hemoglobin A1C was 12. That means that your sugar is out of control pretty much most of the time. Why do you not understand the terror of high blood sugar? Why do you not change your lifestyle? Why do you let them take apart your limbs? For infection cannot spread as fast when blood sugar is within normal limits.

Is it your lack of education? Is it suicide by sweets? What is going on with you? I have seen this pattern again and again. So have others. They have coined 'the metabolic syndrome' because of the constellation of disease that goes with diabetes. It is serious and difficult to treat.

My heart was moved by your plight. How can you be trapped inside a body, on the road to destruction  by ravage of disease, and not even comprehend how it is destroying you? It was not fair of Life to come to this! I would not wish your fate on my worst enemy. I felt powerless to assist.

And then I turned on Reiki. (Lord knows I had ample time! You were stable, hemodynamically, and there they dig and scrape and remove to take the infection away.)

I connected into your Aura. I turned the power on and helped you ground. I felt doughiness at your solar plexus, total blockage in your third eye/indigo chakra, and lots of spiky heat down towards your feet. As I cleansed and balanced your chakra system, I picked up on your story that led to this fate.

You were born a worker, to a working family. It was expected of you to work, and work you did. Your whole life. You were not content with it, but not discontent enough to propel you to study to escape your class as 'worker'. The assignment made at birth, by your choice to occupy that body--whether to learn something or to buy Karma--was unacceptable to you.

You compared yourself to others. You had 'taste' and 'high hopes' but that is all they were, in your mind. As your power center blocked, and your ego hijacked your heart center, your ability to discern  Purpose by Intuition was blocked. The more you 'powered through' to control your lack of your dream life destiny, the more you made manifest your hopes and dreams shattered.

And then you spent. And you spent and spent and lost your groundedness. You could not 'get back on your feet' . Your body, an instrument of communication to your heart center, was shouting and shouting to 'get me back to center and to balance again'. You did not hear this. Your patterns were set and you were set on your not changing them. 'That is who I am so let it Be'. And that is what you Are.

In fact, another day yields an opportunity to express yourself however way your wish! And so blind you cannot see it.

My love for you was strong, my heart made healthy by the fact I know what my blessings are; one of them is taking care of you. With your poor teeth, and smile you trusted me to take care of you. How very blessed I am to enjoy your Earth Presence in my O.R.! Your breath and life is a miracle of itself! How I wish for you to See yourself as I see you! As God sees you! As the wonder full of Life you are!

I placed the symbols and was guided to attune you to the energy of Reiki. I did the motions with my hands under the Bair Hugger warming blanket. No one could see. Your hands might burn somewhat because of me. You may not understand it. I trust in your Higher Spirit, your Guides and Deceased Loved Ones to take this gift that I have given you, and make the most of Reiki Energy. Perhaps you will have a dream that will help to awaken you out of your suffering. It all starts in the Mind, and perhaps you will find thoughts both new and pleasing, thoughts of hope and making for the best.

And if you don't, nothing is wasted. I gave your 'Happy Trails' transition sign to ease your end upon the planet, a little blank check for you to cash in whenever you wish.

You asked for juice and food as soon as you arrived in Recovery. Your sugar was 105--almost normal. It must have been low for you. And hungry, so we let you have your juice and jello before we sent you on your way. You don't know it but I thank God for you and the chance to heal your heart. For that is what healers do. That is exactly what God put me on this earth to do. And I took care of you with my head, my hands, my heart, and Reiki kindness.

Namaste,

Reiki Doc