Day 2 phase 2 Raw Food Organs

I am still very excited about my ½ mile jog last night. Believe me I cannot forget because my calves are sore. I am excited to jog again tomorrow night or Thursday night. I will see how sore I am tomorrow, Hopefully I will not be sore at all. Now I can see many more opportunities that I did before. My goal, as you know, is to run a 5K race next summer so I have to start training now. I am most proud of my way of thinking. Several months ago I would have thought or said "Take that cancer or take that pulmonary fibrosis" but I last night after the explosion of joy and happiness, I was grateful. Yes there is a part of me that says "HA" but mostly I am thankful to my lungs because they are the true workhorses here. They are the ones that have to perform and heal at alarming rates. I am definitely giving them a workout but I must say that I am truly trying to take care of them by offering my body proper nutrition. I will continue to do my part and I am sure my lungs will continue to support all my efforts, challenges and goals.

I tried the kiwano horned melon tonight and it was good. The taste was not bitter at all by my standards. When I cut into it, it was like cutting into a citrus fruit. The pulp was familiar but it was green. It had seeds like a cucumber and the taste was pleasant, mild and sweet. I ate about ¼ of it and mixed the rest with mangoes for a smoothie.

Now for organs, there are no organs in Raw Foods. The reason for this entry is that my dad also has pulmonary fibrosis but he had a lung transplant almost 6 years ago. Another donor recipient gave me an article to read and it is a poem that was written by Robert Noel Test (1926-1994) entitled To Remember Me and it is about donating organs after death.

The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress located in hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying.
At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped.

When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine. And don’t call this my deathbed. Let it be called the Bed of Life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.

Give my sight to a man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman.

Give my heart to a person whose own heart has pain.

Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week.
Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that , someday, a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her windows.

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses and all my prejudice against my fellow man.

Give my sins to the devil. Give my soul to God. If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you.

If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

Raw nutrients of the day:
6oz green smoothie
6oz papaya-banana smoothie
1oz E3Live algae
2 NuPlus
2 Fortune Delight
2 Quinary
32oz Cafix
1 Sunbar nutrient bar
1 Garden salad (lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, red peppers, & olives)
1 Mango
¼ kiwano horned melon
64 oz Calli

Quote of the day:
"Adversity is another way to measure the greatness of individuals. I never had a
crisis that didn't make me stronger." - Lou Holtz

Live life,
Alma