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Wilkie Wages War on Kidney Disease
(aka Renal Disease or Failure)

OR, AS I SEE IT: Life with yet another facet of living with MCS.
A note to the wise: We ALL are stakeholders when it comes to breathing.


  • Stories associated with kidney disease, starting with diagnosis.
    (Comments are in chronological order.)

  • The beginning of the charts with my numbers . . .

  • Latest numbers . . . through June 2009 . . . and counting

    Other sources of info

    Additional information that may prove of interest


    If you read through this document, you will see that I was supposed to be dead four times over . . . a death sentence from each nephrologist I've seen. I stopped seeing nephrologists for that was too heavy a burden to live under. I do have a fantastic support team of my Internists (Kaiser and a holistic doctor outside of Kaiser) and alternative health practioners including chriopractic, acupuncture, jade ball healing and massage therapy, and the end of May 2009, I've added Jin Shin Jyutsu to my program. Most importantly, I have the good wishes and prayers of my dear family and friends. That means so very much to me!

    My prayerful hope is that my story can help other chemically injured people deal with renal disease in a healthier manner, should they so choose. Please remember this is written about my life, my experiences and from my perspective. I live with kidney disease, yes, but my kidneys still make urine.

    Therein lies the main reason I felt I'd be better off striking out on my own, rather than blindly following the drug and dialysis regime of nephrologists. I also have already been chemically injured and learned back in the 1990s that taking any drugs was tantamount to having a death wish.


    Stories:

    About life in 2005 . . .

    I want to live life while dying.

    Introduction

    Remembering the first office visit, July 26, 2005, and days following the news that I'd be dead inside a year. What a nightmare! I couldn't write this story until after the several-months of depression I was under lifted. By then, it was holiday time and family time, and so now, in the beginning of 2006, I can finally write about 2005.

    -- barb; January 2006

    That I want to live while dying is the very thought that sent me on this particular odyssey.

    Who knows what all affects kidney health? Certainly not the nephrologists I've come to meet or read about . . . by their own admission. But one thing for sure, drugs -- even aspirin -- can cause kidney damage, as can dyes used for medical tests. So why not the overwhelming number of volatile toxins emitted by products containing petrochemically derived flavors, fragrances and pesticides? Please explain to me just why the kidneys are not harmed over time by trying to detox the body from all these superfluous toxins. Especially when, as in my body, there was earlier injury from refinery "mishaps" and mosquito abatement program that called for DDT. (DDT: Drop dead twice, we used to chant during my early school years in St. Louis, Missouri, where DDT was in vogue during the 1940s.)

    Although I've yet to meet a nephrologist who has studied petrochemically derived flavors, fragrances, pesticides, building materials and furnishings, I'm hopeful that one day, someone, somewhere, will think: Ah Ha! Flavors and fragrances contain chemicals that are known kidney toxicants! Then maybe we'll get somewhere in understanding why there is such a burgeoning number of patients with renal disease and renal failure.

    But to take this dream a step further, I'm going to ask that the nephrologist who starts to study the toxins found in our commonly used flavors and fragrances, also keeps in mind that one does not have to be the primary user to be adversely affected by these volatile toxins. It is enough to breathe them in from another user. Once inhaled, your body does a really fine job of getting those toxins into your brain and into your blood system. We really do have a very efficient respiratory system. Better to leave a product carrying the word "flavor" or "fragrance" on its label, right there on the store shelf. We ALL deserve safer products!

    Up to this point, the nephrologists, like so many "experts" when querried as to WHY?, simply have a one-word, non-answer answer: UNEXPLAINED. Well, UNEXPLAINED isn't good enough for me, not when you have a tremendous array of toxins used daily in consumer products about which nothing is known and the FDA (Food and Drug Administration) doesn't even begin to require it's warning on the label of flavors and fragrances.

    See: 'WARNING: The safety of this product has not been determined.'
    http://vm.cfsan.fda.gov/~dms/cos-206.html

      Note: Of some interest to me, and I hope to you, too, this FDA page has changed since Betty Bridges and I, under the auspices of EHN, filed a petition with the FDA regarding the FDA's lack of warning on products released to market without substantiation of safety. Heavens, there had been no research on the effects of fragrances via inhalation. Inhalation is something we all must do, regardless of any underlying conditions and second-hand scent is simply deleterious for millions of people. So how can flavors and fragrances (used interchangeably by the industry) be released to market without warning and without full substantiation for safety? And a further question is: How can the industry get by with stating that it is "Providing the public with safe and wholesome fragrances and fragrance ingredients"? What about those concoctions of toxins can possibly be "SAFE" or "WHOLESOME"? By what standard? There certainly isn't one set by the FDA or any other government agency charged with protecting public health.

    A word to the wise: Flavors and fragrances are volatile. You can get sick from inhaling those products used by your family members, friends, fellow students, teachers, colleagues and your doctors and other healthcare staff! MCS is real. Renal disease is real. And, believe it or not, flavors and fragrances contain known kidney toxicants!

    But, sadly, for too many people, most mainstream western medical doctors do not/will not recognize MCS. While doctors can and do recognize renal failure, thanks to blood tests, one finds that they do not/will not acknowledge that chemicals can cause it.

    It has been my experience, that they only want to treat with more petrochemically derived products, and they suggest all sorts of chemical combinations for your diet. Artificial flavors and dyes for one living with MCS, let alone renal disease? I think NOT! As I already have learned that this body cannot easily process pharmaceuticals, over-the-counter drugs, OR products with artificial dyes, flavors, et al., I wonder WHY does a nephrologist find me so strange as to not to want to go his chosen drug, diet and dialysis route, while living with renal disease?

    Enter Barb Wilkie.

    This page is reflective of my personal experiences with four of nephrologists, three inside the Kaiser system, one outside. It is also reflective of what I do to stay alive, that so far has kept me relatively healthy, even while my numbers worsen. And, it will include whatever ups and downs I face along the way. I'll bring you as much info as I can, when I can. I want you to understand that I am able to live life while dying, but that I'm living it with fun and frivolity. It took a bit to get to this point. That I can guarantee.

    Fortunately, I have an Internist who does know MCS, who has learned with me that my body cannot tolerate petrochemically derived drugs any better than it can tolerate petrochemically derived flavors, fragrances, pesticides, environmental toxins (like the air "freshener" products and special, highly scented hand cleaners that Kaiser is so fond of using), et al. My Internist has worked with me as a team member of my otherwise alternative approaches to staying alive. She has expressed to me she feels as if she has done "nothing." I have responded that in this case "NOTHING" is really "SOMETHING." And, it is! Besides, she monitors my health with office visits and monthly blood tests, the results are below.

    The following is not the expressed viewpoint of any other person, living or dead. It is strictly my own. It's all about me.

    Why? Because I wasn't able to find a lot of information on trying to support kidneys while their function is decreasing. I don't want to go on dialysis; frankly facing surgery for either type of dialysis seriously concerns me. IF I cannot tolerate drugs, how in the world will I survive surgery? And then, I'd be facing treatments that also would be difficult for my body. I certainly don't want to even contemplate having a transplant and it's commitment to a life of drugs . . . and before one gets there, the surgery. Therefore, I am my own case study. I'm not recommending a damned thing; just read for the info and make your own decisions. Start by searching further!

    I would hope doctors could care for patients without resorting to fear mongering tactics, but so far, that has been my nephrological experience. Despite the death threats and fear mongering laid upon me, I'm thankful that I practiced thinking for myself. And I am thankful my parents believed in chiropractic; indeed my dad was a chiropractor; a Palmer Pioneer.

    Thus far, I've lived a very full, healthful life with worsening kidney disease. I remain asymptomatic and there's that little kernal of something in me that keeps asking: What IF I support kidney health to the extent possible rather than further poisoning the kidneys with drugs, will they eventually show the tiniest bit of improvement?

    Of course, nephrologists chant that kidneys do not improve. But there are doctors who believe that all body organs can improve IF given nurturing care, not further poisoning by commonly prescribed drugs. We'll see.

    As I've said, I am my own case study.

    Admittedly, I'm not even a very good case study because I do too many different things at one time and therefore cannot say for sure that any one thing has really worked at keeping me thriving (to borrow Kaiser's word).

    One thing I do know -- and feel for certain about! -- is that had I listened to the nephrologists and done it their way, I'd certainly have been very, very sick and undoubtedly long dead by now. How can I be so sure? Because I'm already chemically injured; I have already suffered serious adverse events thanks to modern petrochemically derived drugs.

    The fact that I already have underlying MCS, including having suffered serious adverse events when trying various pharmacological approaches in the past, also led me to know I had to look at a different way of living with kidney disease. LIVING. There is that thought again: I want to LIVE while dying. We all have to go sometime, somehow. My choice is to go out on my own time, not hastened by a reaction to drugs or a medical procedure. And yes, friends, that is a serious consideration to take into account. Have you checked the statistics for Iatrogenesis? (Doctor-caused disabilities and premature death.)

    Death by Medicine -2 http://www.preferrednetwork.com/Death_by_Medicine.htm And, here's a blog on the topic: http://blogandgrow.com/iatrogenesis-and-mainstream-medicine-versus-alternative-medicine/

    I hope my experiences serve you well.

    Best wishes, -- barb wilkie; January 2006;
    revisited March 22, 2009 my bouncing baby boy's 51st birthday. It is now two and a half years after the first of my four nephrologist-predicted deaths; 1 1/4 yrs following the fourth . . . and I'm still counting!)


    Visits with nephrologists and then some

    I'm hoping to keep the following true stories in somewhat of a chronological order. -- barb

    January 2006: About diagnosis in 2005

    First, you should know that I was in a depression for the first several months. The fact that this webpage even appears is testimony to the fact that I did climb out of the depths of despair . . . without drugs.

    But, those first few months??? That was a very heavy cloud I was under. I've been accused of being a polyanna, have been assessed at being a trooper . . . depression was horrible for me.

    How my friends could stand me is something I'll never fathom, but for which I am thankful. Bill certainly had a difficult time with my tears. Tears would just flow from me. I didn't know a body had such a capacity for tears.

    This was far worse than the May 1998 diagnosis of ovarian cancer. I thought I knew crying then, when I suffered a "cloudburst" while driving to an EHN meeting at about the time of Frank Sinatra's death and they were playing his rendition of Old Man River. I grew up on the Mississippi. I heard "Ah'm tired of livin' An' skeered of dyin'."

    Just like with a cloudburst in St. Louis, I had to pull over and in this case, just cry it out. Well not quite, there were a few more tears when telling my fellow board members about the diagnosis, but somehow, or other, I was then over the tears with that diagnois and set out to prove to self and the world that I didn't have ovarian cancer.

    Turns out, half a year later, with yet another sonogram, following my introduction to acupuncture, it was proved I simply had a pedunculated tumor. Crisis averted. But, I had a GYN and acupuncturists who were quite happy to work WITH me. I wasn't rushed headlong into surgery. And I hadn't had it drilled into me that I'd be losing my mind in short order. What a difference the delivery of news by the doctor can make.

    Yes, my GYN was obviously disturbed with what he determined must be an ovarian tumor, but there was hope. Yes, even though he thought he was dealing with an ovarian tumor. He also had the presence of mind to suggest my getting a CA 125 blood test and then depending upon those numbers, we could determine how quickly we should deal with the situation. That test bought me some time . . . and then a third sonogram after several months of acupuncture, showed my ovary to be in fine shape. I still live with that tumor . . . and it still reacts adversely to the synthetic scents that abound. What are people doing to themselves by using those toxins???

    But now, I was in new, uncharted waters for me. Looking backward over the past half year . . . and forward -- how long is anyone's guess -- I see that most of the depression I'd developed had nothing to do with renal disease, but the delivery of the news by the doctor. By the nephrologist's estimate, I've another half year. At this point, I remain asymptomatic, but my blood test are less than ideal, proving I have kidney disease and by their standards, should be on dialysis. However, I am already chemically injured, already cannot take drugs without serious adverese events, so HOW I can I even think of doing their bidding?

    I'm posting my information here because, in the first place, there is precious little research available on kidney -- renal -- disease being treated without drugs. At least, I've found zero, zip, nada. None. So, for people living with the effects of chemical injury, who cannot take pharmaceuticals, there is a horrendous dearth of information. Feel free to learn with me as I try to dodge or delay mainstream medicine's pharmaceutical, dialysis and transplantation approaches. Follow along with me on my new journey: This is empirical evidence (observation and experiences), if you please.

    The kidney news hit me like a bomb in mid-July 2005, when I learned through a routine blood test, and repeated tests, plus sonogram, that I was into Stage 4 kidney disease. I had just celebrated my 67th birthday with my entire family and then I had the routine blood test that proved to be anything but routine.

    Hell, I didn't even know I was in stages 1, 2, or 3 . . . or that I was capable of jumping from an earlier stage to Stage 4 in one fell swoop. But the sonogram showed my left kidney to be 9.6 cm (3.77952 inches) and my right kidney to be 9.3 cm (3.66141 inches). According to what I read in a book by Mackenzie Walser, kidneys are about 5 inches long. As I've not had a baseline kidney measurement -- at least not that I know of -- I have no idea if I was born with smaller kidneys or if my kidneys have shrunk that significantly. I was told the sonogram shows that my kidneys have shrunken to the size associated with a nearly 90-year old individual. I was just 67 at the time. And feeling better, MCSwise, than I had felt in years. How ironic.

    My info will be in chronological order, so the latest info will be below. You can jump to the latest numbers if you've been all through this before.

    Let's start with a couple of definitions:
      ARF. Accute Renal Failure. Or in my case, diagnosed as: "accute on chronic renal failure." CRF. Chronic Renal Failure.

    I've got it! Or so say blood tests taken two days after my 67th birthday. I feel too good! Can't be. But it is.

    I didn't even know I had chronic kidney disease. I have since learned that if you are supposed to be under 1.2 in a creatinine reading but IF you are 1.4 in a few readings over a couple of years, you are considered to have chronic renal disease. So while I feel very good, the bad numbers are there. Kidney disease is serious. Kidney disease sneaks up on too many people. I'm fortunate to have an internist who keeps close watch on my overall health. I'm fortunate that she requested a blood test before a year was up. I was able to mend my ways before any more time passed. Was it soon enough??? Only time will tell.

    So, despite how great I feel -- and 2005 dawned with me feeling better MCS-wise than I had in 20 - 30 years! -- I do heed the advice to seriously limit foods rich in protein, potassium, magnesium, phosphorous and sodium.

    What I couldn't take seriously was the two-paged food list from Kaiser, via a well-known lab. The problem with the food suggestions given me by a Kaiser nephrologist is that I couldn't and wouldn't eat half that junk in the past. It listed too many mainstream items that were too heavy on the petrochemical-derived flavors, dyes and sweets. Alas, for whatever reason, I could not convince the doctor that while it was good to have a list of vegetables and fruits from which to choose, I was not going to eat the named main brands that carried synthetic ingredients. Period. The doctor acted as if he thought I were nuts being concerned about artificial flavors and dyes. I wonder when nephrologists around this country will start to wake up to the fact that artificial flavors and fragrances contain chemicals that are not only known carcinogens, but also kidney toxicants? Wake up, nephrologists!

    Also, Kaiser recommended eight ounces of meat a day, which, I've come to learn by other standards, is too much. Way too much. By year's end, I began following Mackenzie Walser's plan that strictly restricts meat protein and supplemented my diet with amino acids, as suggested. See reference below.

    ARF. "Tain't funny McGee!" (Those in my age bracket will remember that line from a popular radio show, Fibber McGee and Molly.) But, as some diabetics can live shot-free by regulating diet, I hope to live longer -- and dialysis-free for an extended period -- by controlling diet, despite the dire prediction by the first nephrologist I saw.


    First experience with a nephrologist . . .

    In July 2005, following freak-out time by an internist -- not my own -- when my blood creatinine level popped up to 3.2 from it's previous 1.4, I was booked in to see a kidney specialist, a nephrologist. I had wished to wait until my own internist returned from vacation, but my wishes were overruled. Had I been able to first speak with my own doctor, perhaps it would have been arranged for me to see a different nephrologist. If that were the case, the diagnosis would have been the same, but maybe the delivery would have been kinder. At this point, I can only imagine.

    The visit got off to a hellacious start. The waiting room of Nephrology/Pulmonary (Kaiser Oakland) was loaded with heavy perfume. Naturally, I wore my respirator. The nurse (or medical assistant,), while taking me back to the exam room, said as if explaining to an unaware child: "You don't have an appointment in Pulmonary -- that's your lungs -- you have an appointment in Nephrology -- that's your kidneys." She about dripped with saccharine while being supercilious.

    ARRRRGGGHHH!

    Although I felt like yelling ARRRRGGGHHH!, I told her as evenly as possible -- muzzled as I was with my respirator on -- "I realize that. I have to wear my mask because of all of the perfume in the waiting room. As we entered the exam room, she told me in a condescending, simpering way, "Even our pulmonary patients wear perfume."

    To that I spun on a pivot -- I should have pivoted so well in my tap dancing days of the 1980s" -- and told her, not so evenly: THAT IS THE FAULT OF KAISER AND IT'S DOCTORS. THERE IS NO INFORMATION GOING OUT TO THE PATIENTS OR THE STAFF ABOUT THE HARMFUL PETROCHEMICAL DERIVATIVES COMBINED TO MAKE MODERN FRAGRANCES AND PERFUMES, WHICH POLLUTE THE AIR FOR EVERYONE."

    She had the last -- albeit silent -- word: She simply spun around, and as she left, she closed the door. With authority.

    Stage set. Nephrologist enters.

    He gets my dander raised in a hurry by first telling me that "Although we've never met," he "knows AAALLLLLLLL about" me. That stated as he quite literally bandied his paper under my nose, which contained the past records of my blood tests. This was a rather rude beginning, so why does the rest of the interview leave me shocked?

    The very next thing he did -- this man who knew AAALLLLLLLL about me -- was to ask in a most simpering tone: "And, who cooks for you, Ms. Wilkie?"

    Can't you just hear that question dripping? The thought, A sycophant, came to mind.

    "Who cooks FOR ME????? I cook!," I replied incredulously, first parrying his inane question by repeating his question.

    In his same patronizingly simpering tone, he queried further: "You cook for yourself?"

    Trying for the necessary emphasis, I exclaimed, NOOOO!!!!!!!!! I cook for my husband, our kids and their families, our friends . . . and for myself. I cook. And, I do dishes. I was losing patience. Fast.

    That exchange set the tone for the whole visit. He never accepted any of my responses without questioning me further. While the preceding is the opening dialog, the method was the same for checking symptoms, whatever. Once, obviously was not enough for this guy. Did he really think by questioning and re-questioning with the same question, he'd get me to change my response?

    And then there were a few more ridiculous questions . . . especially preposterous since he's already claimed to know AAALLLLLLLL about me. Oh, boy, was I in for a ride and a half. And, it only got worse in so many ways.

    The funny thing about it all -- in retrospect -- was that I passed his assessment of whether or not I was alert. But at the time, there were at least three things that I took umbrage with, and my guess, later after reading his write-up of my visit, is that those items were reflective of his little hidden "alert" tests of me. Remember, all this was coming down with me already poisoned by the air in the waiting room. Despite mask. Talk about being at a distinct disadvantage. Poison patients with perfume, then irritate them . . .

    He also did a mental number on me, stressing the fact that I was a sick puppy, scheduled to be dead or dying in a year -- the date, July 26, 2006 -- if not on dialysis or getting a kidney transplant, which takes years so they counsel you to go through all the hoops and over all the barrels to get on the list so you can get a transplant 6 or so years down the line.

    Yeah, at my advanced age. Sure. And with me already living with the effects of chemical injury. I cannot take drugs. Drugs are petrochemically derived. Fragrances and pesticides used with gay abandon by others in my former workplace stole my health from me. And now, I've been diagnosed with stage four kidney failure. How can I even consider a transplant? Let alone the surgery for dialysis? Let alone the drugs they want to foist upon me because that's the only way they know to treat kidney patients?

    Anyway, the date I was to be on dialysis or dead sticks so well because it is the birthday of one of our grandchildren. The fact that my creatinine level had dropped 12.5 percent in two days without my doing anything about it, other than the re-test, meant nothing to him. And, to give him his due -- and maybe due to the fact that I was poisoned more by pesticides and fragrances, etc. -- it has proven true that that 12.5 percent drop did ultimately mean nothing.

    I guess the capper of that whole session was when he said, I'd "Check out" in a year.

    That was bad enough, but he did not stop with that comment. He added, in his supercilious best . . . "You do know what I mean by 'check out,' don't you?"

    To which I replied, succinctly -- and, yes, it could be argued, disrespectfully -- Drop Dead!

    Talk about "adding insult to injury!," that doctor did with his derisive question.

    Of course, he could have been proved correct. But, what a delivery system for news like death! Death in a year, or at best, life with feeling extremely sick and having to go on diaylysis and drugs, just to remain alive. That is living? I don't think so. But, we'll see.

    Yes, it could be argued that he did my hubby and me a favor by making us see the necessity of dealing immediately with items we've always put on hold. We both felt healthy -- well for me, that was healthy despite -- or around -- my living with MCS. And there were a few times during the worst of my MCS days -- days I was still working in a very toxic work environment (government agency) -- when I felt like death was definitely extremely close. But that was different. Far different from being told by a doctor that I'd "check out" in a year and I better get my affairs in order and tell my children. Frankly, it is simply a lot easier not to think of one's demise and what happens to the kids and your stuff -- relatively little, in our case -- if you leave it to go through probate. But ultimately, it's easier to get the legal details taken care of, then they can be put on ice while you go on with living. One hopes. But again, his delivery could have/ should have been different.

    I had not ever had to deal with depression. I assure you, I found the depths of depression thanks to that particular office visit. Of course, for my body, there was no chance that I could take a magic pill and feel better.

    Fortunately, I had a really sweet acupuncturist that had exactly the right words to say -- over and over and over again -- and a couple of months out, I sort of snapped out of it. I could feel the difference as he closed the door to his office. The weight had lifted. Like magic. Then -- and to this very day -- I could not remember just what advice, what magic words, he spoke. I just felt different. And, the very next day, when I met a friend for lunch, she from a distance of about 20 feet, could also simply see the difference. I told her I'd talk about it later, that I still felt vulnerable, but that was the first lunch we enjoyed together, without me blubbering, since that fateful day the previous July when I learned I'd be dead meat in a year's time.

    I argue that the doctor's methods could be much improved. As could his recording of information. And, yes, I did bring this to Kaiser's attention, not that it did any noticeable good. At least not that I had any clues to any gains made regarding either fragrance poisonings or the doctor's delivery of death news.

    When I read his assessment of my appointment, I learned that I had been a smoker. I have never smoked, although it is now recorded for posterity that I was a smoker. So much for accurate records. But, there's more . . .

    Yes, his delivery was "harsh." My husband's assessment; I didn't have words to describe it. And it sure felt like he was pounding a drum as he kept up his argument . . . and the "drum" was my brain. Of course, I kept pointing to the drop of creatinine and potassium in just a couple of days. That seemed significant to both my husband and me. What did we know? Only that the body with support can heal. It has happened to brains, hearts, livers, nerves. Why not kidneys?

    Alas, I can't shake his negative attitude when he repeatedly stated: "Kidneys do not heal."

    Well, maybe not when you load them up with drugs they have to also detoxify.

    I brought up several questions along the line of trying to last as long as possible with what kidney function I had. That set in place a new storm . . . obviously I was driving this doctor nuts. I just couldn't "get it" that I had kidney failure, in his estimation. Nor, from my perspective, could he get it -- the fact that I could not take his beloved drugs.

    The doctor's oft-repeated: NO, NO, NO; PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION still rings in my brain. (The drum pounding referenced above.) Every time I asked a question around possibly living for years like this, about maybe improving kidney health, looking to a future he determined I'd not enjoy . . . his only response was NO, NO, NO; PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION.

    All of that, despite the fact that I had none of the symptoms either of the doctors -- an Internsit I didn't know and the nephrologist I saw -- kept asking about. And to my making that point, I was told: "That is why they call kidney disease a 'silent killer'." Period.

    He may be right, but I declined his suggested treatment with drugs from which I have already suffered advese events.

    I told him I'd do the lab tests he wanted, but in my own time frame . . . I'd not immediately go to the lab that was sure to be scented. (I go to labs very early in the morning in an effort to dodge as much fragrance poisoning as I can.) He huffed his exasperated best. So sad for him to have a patient who just didn't get it . . . How much sadder for an MCS patient to have to be with a doctor who just didn't get IT about chemical injury and the adverse events associated with petrochemically derived drugs!

    I promised I'd do the sonogram, but I refused the mid-morning time I had been assigned, despite my clearly stated request for the earliest possible appointment of any given day. I had even explained that with a very full bladder -- necessary for that sonogram -- encountering scented people would be a disaster equivalent to the Great Lakes finding their way to the floor of Kaiser's sonogram area.

    Again, my seeking 8 a.m. appointments is my effort to avoid as much fragrance-poisoning as possible, but I do need cooperation. Fragrances often cause one -- including me -- to have an "overactive bladder," which, around certain fragrances, I can scarecly control. And when forced to drink a quart of water . . . Well, the Great Lakes analogy may not be so much an exaggeration after all. (You can tell I grew up in the midwest with the Great Lakes reference; I never thought of the Pacific Ocean, yet have played in it many a time in my adult life. Whatever. The fact remains: a full bladder and a sonogram do not mix with other people reeking of petrochemically derived fragrances.)

    Maybe the doctor was ever so correct that I've got kidney failure with no hope of healing. But, if that is the case, I want my last year to be a good one, free of illness caused by drugs. I want to live life while dying. My life, my choice.

    Call me in denial if you wish, but I know all too well that for years the mainstream medical doctors claimed that brains, hearts, livers, nerves didn't heal. And then, goodness gracious, me oh my, there were cases of those organs healing. Well, maybe, my kidneys can heal if I don't load them up with the pharmaceutical industry's petrochemical-derived products. Has anyone tried a non-drug approach? Has anyone tried to heal kidneys?

    I'm hopeful that at the very least, in doing it my way, that I'll have one last year of still feeling very good, while going into that "PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION," so forcibly predicted by that first nephrologist.

    I do keep in mind that it isn't just my creatinine readings that are high, but also the BUN. It has bounced around a bit: 27, 26 and as low as 21, back in August 2005, which was one point above high normal. What is good news in all of this is that Phosphorus and Potassium are now in the "normal" range and have been since August. They were out of whack last July, along with the creatinine and BUN readings, but simple attention to diet brought them in order. I hope I can stick to a strict diet and stave off death and dialysis for a little while longer then is predicted.

    In July 2005, I had been eating up yogurts (dairy is high in phosphorous) not eaten by the grandkids for the gathering of the clan. I usually avoid dairy because of my uterine and pedunculated tumors. Also, I'd been eating lots and lots of melons, tomatoes and potatoes (high in potassium). I have always known that banannas contained lots of potassium, and ate them because of that, plus I liked them. But I quickly learned that avocados, artichokes, spinach, tomatoes, potatoes, celery, melons, and so much more "good food" also contain high quantities of potassium and magnesium, and therefore are on the renal patient's NO-NO list.

    Bye, bye watermelon, et al. Too high potassium I'm warned plays havoc with heart and brain.

    Conventional medical wisdom states that I could heart attack or stroke out. Dead sooner than the kidneys taking me out, and yet, it would be because of kidney failure that I'd have the heart attack or stroke.

    Mark my words: IF any of that should happen, I'll go out surely blaming the FDA for not having real AUTHORITY over the cosmetic industry, and Congress for NEVER doing anything at all about the FDA's lack of authority. Goodness knows, Congress has been informed by Sen. Ted Kennedy and representative Jan Schakowsky and the public over many years. Obviously industry's lobbying dollars speak louder than We the People's plea for safety of consumer products.

    The nephrologist rejected my suggestions that perhaps it was a matter of my recovering from our trip and the work I did on our house before leaving. I asked if my already chemically injured body could have been adversely affected by: our spring travel, my eating more meat than I had in years -- for after all, I felt great for the first time in 20 or 30 years -- our house rewire/kitchen rehab project, fun with entire family, more travel and hikes in extreme heat, plus probably not enough hydration with water, but too many iced coffees? And not just iced coffee, but loaded with cream and sugar.

    You can only imagine the rest, when I went on to mention the assault of the perfume and fragrance products, plus pesticides.

    Of course, I had encountered some of the chemical wars going on in everyone's breathing space during our travels. And, of course, in my own neighborhood when fabric softeners are used by others within blocks of our house. That is anothr serious assault. But to have to be subjected to a chemical warfare zone in Kaiser in general -- and in, of all places, the Nephrology-Pulmonary waiting room in particular -- THAT seems too much. Will Kaiser ever "get it"? I've tried to help them for so many years . . . now, by their account I'm running out of time. Where's this THRIVE thingie they talk about?

    To my wondering about poisonings by fragrances and pesticides, and if I could heal with support, the answer was: "NO, NO, NO. PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION." No springing back. No even slowly recovering.

    Just take the drugs, do the dialysis, do the transplant. Or, do the dying.

    I still am hopeful that it was all of those assaults to my body that may well have played a role in my high creatinine and BUN readings. Drugs affect those markers and they are petrochemically derived. Why couldn't other petrochemical-derived assaults?

    However, the impression given me was that I was seen as dreaming up excuses. Playing the ol' denial routine. Well, maybe so, but it's the cantankerous patients who reportedly fare better. I hope to be one.

    And, speaking of cantankerous . . . The experts state that there are two major causes of kidney disease -- among many causes. One is diabetes and the other is high blood pressure.

    Well, now, this renal patient wonders out loud: WHEN THE HELL WILL THE MEDICAL INDUSTRY GET IT ?

      GET THE FACT THAT THE PLETHORA OF PERFUMED PRODUCTS HAS POISONED OUR AIR, OUR BODIES, OUR LAND AND OUR WATER! OUR KIDNEYS.

      GET IT that synthetic scents can adversely affect the cardiovascular system!

      GET IT that petrochemical-derived fragrances can poison various other body organs, like the skin, lungs, liver, kidneys, also the nervous systems and brain!

      GET IT that products containing petrochemical-derived fragrances poison people who are only secondhand users!

      GET IT that kidneys process toxins, including those toxins (flavors and fragrances) sold without full substantiation of safety, and without a hint of warning by the FDA

      GET IT that having a scented healthcare facility is only making patients sick . . . and those already chemically injured are put in further jeopardy and on a race course to premature death. Health care WITH harm! Hippocratic Oath or is it the Oath of the Hypocrite? Of course, most doctors do not fall into the later category. Alas, some do. Caveat Emptor!

      GET IT that whether mainstream western medical doctors are adequately trained to diagnose the symptoms of chemical injury or not, chemical injury is REAL and petrochemical-derived fragrances KILL.

    Fragrances KILL.

    Sometimes dramatically, like the Kaiser nurse in Fairfax Virginia; or the 11 Algierians who were huffing perfumes. Other times a little more slowly, like in my own case -- as I view it -- with moving beyond MCS into chronic renal failure. And, remember please, one and all, I did not use perfume or other highly scented products. I was forced to breathe those petrochemical-derived fragrances used by others in my former workplace. Alas, I couldn't afford to take retirement any earlier than I did. And so goes the life for millions of others -- sadly, too many are far worse off than I. When will the medical industgry get it?

    Or do they and see us as a goose laying a golden egg?

    But, remember, this goose can no longer take drugs. I'm no longer golden. Is that why no one seems to be interested in kidney care and nurturing, but just push dialysis and drugs? Does the drug market beg?

    When will our government agencies begin protecting public health????? They've demonstrated just how well they can protect the petrochemical industry from informed consumers. But, THAT is not their mission. Their mission is to protect consumers! They've got it a little bassackwards!

    Something I've found very interesting is that the list of symptoms for kidney failure is curiously close to my symptoms for chemical injury and for fragrance and pesticide products poisonings. While I remain asymptomatic for kidney failure symptoms, I do suffer these very same symptoms when poisoned by commonly used consumer products containing petrochemically derived fragrances, flavors, pesticides, drugs, etc.

    The exceptions from this list of symptoms, is that fragrance poisoning, be it perfumes or fabric softeners or other fragranced products, can and do cause my tumor to throb.

    Fragrances also cause instant sores -- that look like acne -- to appear, mainly on my face, neck and arms.

    Additionally, fragrances cause neurological reactions -- beyond just spking my blood pressure -- such as blackouts or dizziness (not at the same time --I'll have one reaction or the other, but not first dizziness and then blacking out), or my feet feel as if they are flying away from my body . . . the right feels as though it sails out to the right, the left feels as if I've stepped upon an ice cube and that it is sailing out in front of me. While my feet actually are walking properly, the feeling is so strong that I have to hang onto my hubby when poisoned by some of the very scented products or people I encounter just trying to live.

    The other exception in the list of MCS vs Renal symptoms, is that pesticides caused my skin to crater into very deep, non bleeding, very slow healing, sores. The center is yellow and very deep and it seems to heal from the inside, up and out, taking a good nine months to heal over. That healing process has been speeded up by my Mill Valley acupuncturists, "circle the dragon" approach with needles. But before I began acupuncture, nothing healed the sores faster than Mother Nature taking her good time. There were no creames, salves, antibiotics, etc., that could help and some products started to hurt further. So, up until August of 1998 when I met my first acupuncturist, it was just me and Mother Nature working together on those deep cratering wounds.

    It seems to me that looking for mere itching will be nothing by comparison. Of course, fragrances and pesticides cause upper and lower respiratory infections . . . I always seem to pop incredibly fast into full scale infection with the accompanying fever and yellow green crud. Acupuncture and chiropractic saves my bacon time and again. [UPDATE: And then there was laser treatment starting in 2008 and now it seems those instant sinus and lung infections seem to be a thing of the past.]

    The list of symptoms given on RenalInfo is:

    • A metallic or other foreign taste in your mouth
    • Tiredness
    • Feeling cold
    • Headaches
    • High blood pressure
    • Insomnia
    • Itching and dryness of the skin
    • Loss of appetite or nausea
    • Pain in the small of the back in the area of the kidneys
    • Poor concentration, confusion, forgetfulness
    • Poor sex drive
    • Restless or cramped legs
    • Shortness of breath
    • Swelling in the hands, feet, or face, especially around the eyes, when you just wake up)
    • Urination problems, such as foamy or bloody urine, more or less urine than usual, or a change in how often you urinate
    See RenalInfo's Symptoms of Kidney Failure
    http://www.renalinfo.com/uk/display/how-kidneys-work-and-fail/kidney-failure/symptoms-of-kidney-failure;jsessionid=71B84ED013ED800AA6423D85F73B2595


    September 2005

    Poisoned in "pesticide-free Berkeley" by pesticides applied to utility poles on our block, and one, right in front of our home. All WITHOUT WARNING! I couldn't get anyone in Berkeley to give a tinker's damn about my poisoning, but I certainly came down with a respiratory infection. Finally, I was able to get some information through our county department. But Berkeley? No way were they the least bit helpful.

    The pesticides were not only drilled into the poles, but also into the ground around the poles. They want to make sure they harm everything and everyone!


    October 2005

    Trying Stinging Nettles as a way of helping the kidneys mend. For some reason, I can handle the stuff made from dried nettles, but not from the fresh nettles. It is really difficult for me to swallow.


    December 8, 2005

    I have received a wonderful present from Betty Bridges (http://www.fpinva.org) . . . a book! Coping with Kidney Disease: A 12-Step Treatment Program to Help You Avoid Dialysis by Mackenzie Walser and Betsy Thrope; ISBN: 0-471-54336-5; 240 pages; April 2004; US $1695 (in 2005).
    http://www.copingwithkidneydisease.com

    One thing I've learned from Dr. Walser's book is that there is a really good chance for dialysis deferral. Low protein diet, suplemented by essential amino acids. Kaiser nephrologist only talked about dialysis and because I didn't want to risk that and all that entails with drugs and surgery and then the dialysis itself, was my death. Gloom and doom. What a beginning to this new journey. I'm so thankful to have received this book from Betty. What a contrast!


    End of December 2005

    Had a wonderful time with the entire family gathering at youngest daughter's. All six grandkids together again, with parents and grandparents. We've a tremendous family. We are blessed.

    Off of stinging nettles and other herbs for now, but still taking Rehmannia and Co-Q10 and other stuff. I hope to build a list of supplements to link to, so folks can follow that, as well. And, before blood tests, I'm also taking calcium. In a further effort to curb an acid stomach, I'm occasionally drinking 1/2 tsp of baking soda in 1/2 cup of water AND staying away from highly acidic foods. Hard to avoid my beloved Pub-style pickled onions, though.


    yyyy December 2005 - January 2006

    Regretfully, Kaiser does not cover my holistic treatments, nor do they refer me out. Therefore, not one of the tests or treatments done outside of Kaiser is covered by Medicare. Some blood tests would have been, if I were a "regular" patient. Just think, like so many millions of others, I worked all those years, getting poisoned in an office just so I can spend my retirement stipend now for treatments that other folks can depend on Medicare to cover. Now, ain't that a kick?

    Of course, I'm thankful that my routine labs plus Internist and GYN visits are covered by Kaiser/Medicare, but I'm less than pleased that I'm on my own when it comes to safer, drug-free health care. I cannot get safer care through Kaiser and certainly NOT through Medicare -- which seems to me to be far more interested in pushing the drugs and treatments that cause more harm, than in drug-free, safer, alternative treatment and PREVENTION. For example: Why doesn't Kaiser/Medicare (at my local level) offer hyperbaric oxygen therapy . . . and for that matter, thermography instead of just more radiation through mammograms? But that's another health issue.

    Just think, the tests I've had done within this past year, the very ones proving that I do not have allergies are all out-of-pocket expenses for me. Medicare didn't cover a one. And, to think, for all these years I've stated: I DO NOT HAVE ALLERGIES!, I have been chemically injured! Well, I'm down a bunch of bucks now, but I've got results to prove that, son of a gun, I do know my own body!!!!! Well, at least regarding that aspect. It's good to know I'm remarkably free of allergies and that all I have to contend with is chemical injury. Now, what to do about the kidneys????

    I have said down through the years and I'll say it again, When the lid blows off the flavors and fragrance industry, it will make the tobacco industry look like small potatoes. Will I live long enough to see my words ring true?

    Of course, there are research dollars needed to PROVE what we all know to be fact. Not just from our own lives, but from research done by others in Europe and Japan, as well as by some brave souls in the USA. But so far, research takes money and the flavors and fragrance industry has a very strong lobby, and the mainstream media certainly will not inform the public fully because their advertising coffers are filled by the flavor and fragrance industry's advertising dollars. Add to that, the burgeoning drug industry, what with all the products to help people feel better while the flaovrs and fragrance industry continues unabated to release superfluous toxins to market without so much as an FDA-supposedly required warning . . . and . . . Well, you figure it out. Money talks; they cannot hear the already chemically injured over the ca-ching, ca-ching of the industry's profits.

    In the meantime, kidney disease is one of those many chronic diseases with soaring rates, leading to premature death, which our experts simply claim to be "unexplained." Please try looking under your collective noses at ubiquitous petrochemically derived fragrances flavors and pesticides. Start a database of illnesses, with this question asked: Do you use products with "fragrance" on the label? For personal care, as well as cleaning and maintenance projects, and including disinfectants and pesticides, and of course, air "fresheners" and fabric softeners. Are the products you use claiming to be "unscented" but actually contain "fragrance"? Until such time, BUYER BEWARE! Caveat Emptor!

    So the bottom line is: People exposed to the petrochemically derived flavors and fragrances get sick. Yet, try your best to get a nephrologist to understand that fragrances (and their evil twin, flavors) contain chemicals that are known kidney toxicants! Known KIDNEY TOXICANTS! But the industry's bottom line is quite healthy, as is the bottom line of the pharmaceutical/mainstream medical industries, which, of course, benefit greatly AT FIRST, from folks getting sick on products containing petrochemically derived flavors and fragrances. However, there are plenty of folks who like me, after awhile, cannot take drugs without sufering serious adverse events. Some 100,000 a year die, proving that some adverse events are far more serious than others.

    Fragrance use in school means education and health is hampered for students; if the sickened are teachers or other school personnel, their careers are adversely affected, as is their health. For those in the healthcare industry, or a law offices, or in government agencies, well, they can have their health stripped and their working lives made miserable for them, and it is not considered discrimination, nor harassment. Those who are newly employed, can be fired at whim. It becomes a vicious cycle. And yet, it doesn't have to happen at all. Just keep petrochemically derived fragrances out of all public areas. Especially, healthcare facilities and retirement residences, schools and workplaces There ARE safer alternatives to use. It IS all about breathing. It IS about ACCESS. Remember: We ALL are stakeholders when it comes to breathing!

    Fortunately, the offices of my chiropractor and acupuncturists, and soon I hope, preventive medicine doctor, are all fragrance-free. Interestingly, they all think I can maintain for a longer while and they look forward to my kidneys healing a bit. But, even if my kidneys don't heal, I want my year to be as free of illness as possible. And as I've already had my turn at adverse reactions to a lot of different drugs, early in my days of severe reactions to fragrance products in the workplace, I feel I now have enough sense to say: ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! Or, as my parents used to say: Genug ist genug!

    I'll keep you posted as long as I'm around and able. Watch this space.
    [Above written January 2006, from notes and memory.] -- barb wilkie


    More notes from December 2005 - January 2006

    As my year of remaining life -- according to the first nephrologist -- marches on, my local acupuncturist wanted me to see a specialist, so I was seen by a holistic doctor in Carmel. I underwent a series of tests. He was greatly surprised to find that I had very little in allergens. He felt that was quite unusual.

    All through the years I have maintained that my problems were related to petrochemicals. Hydrocarbons! And with the plethora of products released to market with petrochemically derived flavors and fragrances that have not been substantiated for safety -- and INCLUDING PHARMACEUTICALS, pesticides and building and furnishing materials! -- it is no wonder to me that my health tanked in a workplace that catered to those polluting the air with perfumed products. I tried, oh how I had tried, to get management to realize that it is far better for everyone to have the right to breathe cleaner air, but they couldn't or wouldn GET IT.

    Now those test results prove that I knew my body and knew what I was talking about! To me, that means those results should give hope to so many others who react only to petrochemically derived products.

    I was then referred to Dr. Joel Lopez, with the San Francisco Preventive Medical Group as that was closer to home. Dr. Lopez has methods for detoxing patients, and he knows about the harmful effects of drugs on people such as myself. One of his sites is at synergymedical.com.

    By the bye, I'm thankful I have medical coverage, but trust me, it does me little good for handling renal failure my way . . . except it does cover my blood tests, and for that I am thankful. Kaiser doesn't cover my holistic/alternative/complementary approaches nor does it provide hyperbaric oxygen therapy or far infared sauna treatments, and therefore all tests, office visits, detoxing methods are out-of-pocket expenses. Because these tests and visits are not covered by Kaiser, they are not covered by Medicare. Nonetheless, my medicare payments go up and up and up, just like others -- except, I have to pay for Medicare out-of-pocket because I was a government employee of a public agency. State employees have their Medicare covered for them by the state. I pay into Medicare every three months.

    Those folks willing to do the drugs, dialysis, transplant routine and suffer the consequences, have their visits, treatments and prescriptions covered. To my mind, this is not equitable but then, nothing about chemical injury is equitable for anyone living with it. Nor for those living with those who have it.

    Despite it all, I count my blessings -- for most of all, I still feel good and can still enjoy time with family and friends. There isn't anything that I want to do that I cannot do. Life is good. Would it be that way on drugs and dialysis? I think not. I'm even sure that I'd be hastened to my early demise. No joke. -- barb wilkie


    February 2006

    I'm to meet up with Dr. Lopez of San Francisco Preventive Medicine Group. While the drive to the Monterey Bay area was a nice change, and we'd enjoy visiting the area on the days of the visit, and I liked the doctor, it was a bit much of a commute. He recommended we continue with Dr. Lopez of SFPMG in San Francisco's West Portal district. And so we did.

    Feb. 7, 2006

    Meeting Dr. Joel Lopez. No blood test at this time -- gave him copies of previous tests -- but Dr. Lopez, with SFPMG (http://www.drjlopez.com/) wanted me to do a 24-hour catch and proceded to give me a couple of jugs for the catch.

    For a 24-hour catch, you do not "catch" your first morning release of urine. However, you then catch all urine from that point forward, throughout the day and night and include the first void of the following morning. Then you are done. Simple, really. Then you take in your fresh catch to be analysed. That's it.

    But I went further than that and also kept a record of amount of liquid in, not just the liquid out . . . and the numbers were about even. Kidneys appear to be working better than any blood serum creatinine reading test I've been given by Kaiser.

    So now for the results, which were given me on February 23 -- a remarkable day anyway, as it is the birthday of my childhood playmate, my third child and my fifth grandchild . . . and now, it is the day that I was looked upon as "normal." Yeah, me! Normal. Well, we'll use cautious optimism here -- next blood test coming up March 7.

    Feb. 23

    Creatinine reading from the urine catch was: 1144 . . . That falls within the range for urine creatinine, which is: 600 - 1800. Yeah, me, normal! If only for creatinine in urine.

    Dr. Lopez knew that he could not treat me with drugs, nor with chelation to detoxify me because my kidneys were too far gone, but he did have other means for detoxifying my body and put me on some drops. He also suggested we get a far infrared sauna. We could only afford a small, individual unit, but he found one that was good for us.

    For more info on the sauna, you may see Solo Portable Sauna To Go at http://www.sunlightsaunas.com/solo-overview.htm#page

    Dr. Lopez also wanted me to start hyperbaric oxygen treatments, which I began there at SFPMG. That got expensive after a short time and so a friend found a small unit for me through E-Bay, which at that time in our lives we were able to purchase. (Now, that would no longer be so, but that's another book.) In any case, I was using the hyperbaric first, two to three times a week and then we aimed for me to be in it daily, although there are days when time doesn't seem to allow. But, I'd say HBOT (hyperbaric oxygen therapy) is a very important part of my staying as healthy as I am.

    The chamber I use is a Solace 210, and it is really small, but it was also the only thing we could afford at that time, used. However, small as it is, I fit in it and use it as often as I can and am thankful to have it. I just highly recommend that if you are in a position to make such a purchase, you go up one size more, if you can afford to do so.

    I also wonder constantly, just why our various healthcare facilities don't offer HBOT? Why must one either purchase his/her own unit or go to a specialist to take HBOT? From what I've experienced personally and from what I've read, patients with diabetes are spared amputations by their smart doctors putting them into HBOT. And, it also is reported to help MS, stroke and Parkinson's patients. I think every major hospital should offer HBOT, but heavens, if they did, they'd probably not be able to push as many drugs.

    Just Google for portable hyperbaric chambers and start your search. You'll find Solace but also other types, like The Dive.

    A couple of sites you may find of interest are:
    All About Hyperbaric Therapy or Hyperbaric Oxygen Therapy (HBOT) http://www.oxyhealth.com/hyperbaric_therapy.html

    Hyperbaric Oxygen Therapy
    by Dr. Cranton
    http://www.drcranton.com/hbo.htm

    You can learn more about Dr. Lopez by visiting http://www.drjlopez.com/
    or:
    http://www.synergymedical.typepad.com/

    Of course, there are all sorts of saunas and hyperbaric chambers available, but the links above give you an idea of what I have. I bring you these links so you can begin your own research for shopping, if you care to do so.

    May you all enjoy excellent health.

    --barb


    March 7, 2006

    Well, I'm preparing for the fact that the Kaiser nephrologist may be correct and I'm going to "check out," as he put it, by the end of July 2006 if I don't go on dialysis or have a transplant. To that end, we've put our legal issues to rest, informed our children that I don't want any special circumstances, have our Advanced Directives on file at Kaiser, etc.

    IF I wind up having to have some sort of care at the very end, I want it to be FREE OF ALL FRAGRANCE PRODUCTS. I've also told our kids, that when I'm at the end of my life, IF they want to give me drugs to help ease my discomfort, I won't care at that point. That my fight against drugs right now stems from the fact that I've already experienced several adverse events as the result of having been given several different commonly prescribed drugs, and I don't choose to go down that particular road while I still feel some life in me.

    But, to even think transplant means an additional five or so years into the future after a screening. So it seems to me, they loosely bandy about the idea of transplant. Me? All those drugs? Me, at my age? I don't think so.

    But, life goes on and on for me now. That means a new test for me, one that has me puzzled. I'm flumoxed by the fact that my creatinine clearance through a 24-hour urine catch is normal, while creatinine is steadily climbing in the blood serum analyses. I still feel great kidneywise, and still enjoy life to the extent possible considering my body is constantly poisoned by perfumes and fragrances used by others -- including staff, patients and visitors at Kaiser. Kaiser Oakland has proclaimed to me that it is "fragrance sensitive." I wrote back that they were fragrance sensitizing, pointing out the obvious difference. I never heard back.

    IF you have a management team that doesn't believe in cleaner air for all, and doesn't put cleaner air regulations and policies into place, please consider leaving. I suggest you leave before your body becomes as thoroughly poisoned as mine by those superfluous chemicals such as fragrance products, pesticides, new carpets, constant paint jobs, etc. Of course, finding a job in a workplace with safer air is difficult, and especially if you are an older worker. But if possible, don't try to educate those around you as I had, for you will only be making your own condition worse and no one GETS IT until they too learn for themselves just what chemical injury is. That's when they GET IT. Then, it is too late for them, too. My dad used to like the axiom: Too soon oldt und too late schmart! (You can tell I grew up in south St. Louis in the old days.)

    For years I've been reminding people of the adage, An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. Now some cities, like San Francisco, invoke the Precautionary Principle.

    Hey people, it's time you start asking yourself: Is this petrochemically-derived product necessary?

    Bear in mind, they not only pollute when used, but chances are, they are major polluters in the manufacturing stage as well. Are we tying to green? Or not???

    Remember flavors and fragrances ARE petrochemically derived products and as such are harmful to your health and the health of everyone breathing the air you pollute. There are safer alternatives. Get to know them while you still have a modicum of health. You'll certainly have to learn of alternatives once you go into the MCS abyss. The one way we can continue on is to practice avoidance. But that becomes next to impossible when you live and work where others are still imbued with mainstream industry advertising; so much so, they feel they HAVE to use artificially flavored and scented products. Petrochemically derived fragrances: The ADDICTION that no one discusses in the workplace!

    You never get truth in advertising, for if there were truth, you'd learn of the harmful chemicals you are welcoming into your body and the bodies of your offspring, from womb on. Instead of various fragrances being advertized as if they were just squeezed flower petals and citrus fruit, you'd be told they were cleverly crafted -- derived -- from petrochemicals. And you'd be given the list of chemicals used to make that particular scent. Honest to God, I was told by an FDA agent that there's no room on those little bottles for that kind of information. I left him speechless when I suggested, that like drugs, fragrances and flavors could carry a special slip of paper, upon which all that info is made available to the public. WE HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW!

    But, to carry on my theme of you never getting the truth, for IF there were the concept of TRUTH, the industry couldn't tell you that petrochemically derived scents are identical to those found in nature. (These days, I've improved enough that I can be around pure, steam-distilled essential oils, yet I cannot be around petrochemically derived scents.) Also, you'd learn flat out that fragrances do not clean. The industry recognizes THAT. They just don't openly tell you that while enticing you to use their scented cleaning and maintenance products; their soaps and shampoos, etc. And, despite industry advertising to the contrary, there is nothing FRESH about any man-made scent; certainly not in air "fresheners." Really, it is up to you to Stop being duped.

    Please check out:
    RIFM RESPIRATORY SAFETY PROGRAM
    "Fragrance products ... cannot clean the air. "
    http://www.rifm.org/WHITE%20PAPER%20IAQ%20DIsola%20v2%2004082004.htm

    Do you REALLY need to have these particular poisons in your life? That IS the question you must ask yourself.

    Your doctors aren't educated enough in the field of environmental illnesses to inform you properly. IF they were, they'd sure not have their pulmonary, kidney, cardiovascular, cancer, headache, ADD, ADHD, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's, etc., patients using fragrances.

    Doctors, themselves, would provide an atmosphere free of petrochemical-derived fragrances for your visits. There are safer alternatives for doctors, staff, other patients, visitors, AND the healthcare facilities also.

    The following paragraph is written only as an example; it is not a real recommendation!

    For example, IF one feels the necessity to have a spray available for the restroom, I've learned that many folks can tolerate Pure Ayre -- http://www.pureayre.com/. I'm one of them and have introduced that to some doctor's offices.

    I first learned about it when visiting a friend in a SNF. The nurses were using killer air "fresheners" to try to hide the odor of one of their very sick patients, but that nasty stuff polluted not only indoors, but out. I had to leave to protect my health and could never get away before hearing a chorus of coughs and sneezes from other patients and visitors. My local organic groceryman told me about Pure Ayre. I took in a bottle and that solved the problem at that SNF, at least while my friend was there. I've been a dedicated user since.

    -- barb


    April 4, 2006

    The April 4th tests were taken right after a weekend of family in town. My cousin and her hubby -- haven't seen her in 50 years, and had never had the pleasure of meeting him -- and also our son. Alas, son couldn't time his visits in order to meet cousins as he was attending a meeting. While their obligations took them to places apart from one another, my hubby and I were able to eat with each of them, often. I did more "normal" eating than I should have done, and I believe paid the price in worsening numbers like phosphorous and magnesium. Can't explain the drop in the hematocrit. Glad that the potassium fell back into normal range. I remain hopeful that somewhere in my treatment, sans pharmaceuticals, that we'll find a way to slow this down, and IF there are miracles, even turn it around. But nephrologists say that cannot happen.

    April 6, 2006: Introducing NHI

    My youngest daughter had graduated as a massage therapist from NHI (National Holistic Institute in Emeryville, CA) back in the early 1990s. That was also approximately the time that I had really gone down deep into the MCS abyss. The one thing at that time that kept me going was her massages. They brought new hope and life into my body as it was being stricken day in and day out at work by all the fragrances and pesticides used by others. So now, as I was progressing in my kidney failure, I thought I'd give NHI a try. I started going weekly and I've noticed that I don't have the cramps like I had had and I also have noticed that I just generally feel better. The students are wonderful and the staff is great. See: http://www.nhi.edu/campuses/emeryville.html

    By the way, I'm not looking for fame -- I do want to get the word out that life can be fully enjoyed while living with my type of kidney disease (or as the doctors call it: RENAL FAILURE). I call it "my type of kidney disease" because my body still makes urine. I'm hoping to show that one does not have to become a slave to the dialysis, drugs or transplant routine. Of course, you have to watch your diet and be mindful of your health in other ways, but for one who is already chemically injured, who cannot take drugs and would most likely not survive surgery for dialysis, let alone transplant, this way of handling kidney disease is an option. Too bad a patient isn't given this as an option.

    And yes, I do have in mind it ain't yet July 26, 2006. But, I still feel much healthier and remain fully active, as a woman twenty years younger than my current age, so even if I do "check out" by July 26, 2006, I'll have had a great time and I'm still feeling well. Healthy even!!! And, I'm still enjoying my family and friends.

    Nephrologists should be able to offer this method as an option. But, I haven't found one capable of such support. For support, I count on my Internist and my team of healthcare practitioners, my family and friends, including all at NHI. They all keep me going!

    -- barb

      Oct. 2008 Note: I've become a star boarder at NHI. If you'd like to read about my visits there, you can go to their Blog section for October 2008 and scroll down a bit. As you read the little piece please note there is some poetic license taken.

      The full/true story is here; you are reading it now on this page. To see the story on NHI: go to http://www.nhimassageblog.com/2008/10/ and then scroll down a little until you reach: Massage and Kidney Failure by Joe Bob Smith.

    Visit with second nephrologist . . .

    April 2006

    Now for the latest view of me by a nephrologist . . . the opening line is a doozy.
      "Unfortunate woman with a very non-mechanistic view of the cosmos who ascribes her progressive kidney disease to chemical sensitivities."
    I have never viewed myself as "unfortuante" and it riles me that that's the opening word to a diatribe that ignores the fact that the onslaught of toxins in commonly used household and personal products adversely affect health. Everyone's health one way or another, and our planet's health, besides. The "After Visit Summary" goes on from there to paint me as a total whacko and is sparked with words in quotation marks and emphasized by exclamation points in parentheses. As in:
      "She's certain she can correlate the fluctuations in her BP and kidney function to her level of exposure; e.g., whether things in her home have been adequately 'outgassed' before her exposure, or whether there are miniscule vapors from scents in her microenvironment. Such vapors make Richmond and Oakland 'toxic' to her, but Emeryville is OK(!)"

    The doctor in Santa Rosa had mentioned a Kaiser facility in Emeryville. Emeryville???? "Emeryville is OK???" I queried him on Emeryville, for I had never heard of a Kaiser facility in Emeryville. How could I say Emeryville would be OK if I'd never found one, and therefore not been in a Kaiser there?

    One thing I learned in a big hurry, is that Santa Rosa Kaiser isn't any more OK than is Kaiser Oakland, despite the fact that it is touted by phone staff as a "fragrance-free" facility.

    It cannot be a fragrance-free facility when the very products they choose to use for hand cleansing and bathroom deodorizing, etc., are scented products. They do not GET IT! Not any better than Kaiser Oakland or Richmond or Vallejo. Until such time as Kaiser gets rid of air "fresheners" et al, they will continue to pollute the air for all, including some already very sick patients living with chemical injury.

    So what's the truth behind his full statement?

    As I remember the exchange, I ASKED if my kidney disease could have been brought about by my exposures from the house rewiring/rehab project of spring and early summer 2005. Yes, we used low-emitting VOC products and yes, we had vacated the premises, but there was still some outgassing that I know did cause me some MCS health problems.

    I do know that I walked into the house, immediately felt pain at the base of my benign tumor -- referred to as my pedunculated bellwether -- and turned around and walked out to sit on the front stoop, while my husband checked things out. I also immediately developed a double track of a good six or seven small bumps on the left center part of my neck. Those bumps lasted for several weeks, were quite noticable and slowly, oh so slowly, disolved. Or, whatever. We had moved in with one of our daughters, for a few more days of outgassing the house. At that time, I did not have a clue that kidney failure was on the horizon, let alone, in the active process of taking me down. I never had a symptom . . . and still don't.

    That nephrologist also wrote:

      "She says she WOULD consider peritoneal dialysis if she loses what's left of her kidney function (she insits the only other nephrologist she saw (in the toxic Oakland environment that made the visit a grave threat to her), told her she'd die by July 26, 2005 [SIC] (she's certain of that date)." Let me add a major "sic" to that entire paragraph. (See next paragraph.) -- barb
    Well, now, there are two things out of whack in just that one paragraph. I ASKED about peritoneal dialysis. I wanted to learn something about it. I told the doctor that I had no interest in hemodialysis. Just the setting and the circumstances surrounding it are not fit for one who is already living with chemical injury. The only other dialysis option I've heard of is peritoneal, and so I ASKED. Secondly, it was actually on July 26, 2005 that I was told I'd have about a year before dialysis, transplant or death. And, how could I NOT be sure about July 26, 2006, for I was told that that was the date by which I'd check out . . . and that is my youngest granddaughter's birthday! July 26, 2006 is what I told the current nephrologist, who has joined the first nephrologist in making sure I'll not darken his door again. Notice the date he gave in his report -- 2005. Obviously a boo-boo, for it was writen in April 2006 and I was still very much alive and being a pain in the arse to nehprologists. And, for the record, the first nephrologist officially wrote about my July 26, 2005 visit, stating in his report:
      "Patient is at risk of progression to ESRD in 1 year." [ESDR = End Stage Renal Disease]
    What else was I to think? Besides that first nephrologist was the one who said I was going to "Check out" in a year, and then had the gall to ask if I knew what Check out meant!!! Is it any wonder I want to live out my kidneys' lives as healthfully as I can without nephrologists? Two down, how many more can I take? What with their pushing of drugs and fear mongering and pushing dialysis and/or transplant? Can they not fathom MCS?

    As written here, it seems a milder version of the reality. In the office of the first nephrologist -- where I began with severe fragrance poisoning in the waiting room -- he stated it several times over. Really drilling it into my head -- and my husband's -- that I have just about a year and then it's dialysis, transplant or death. PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION. No one could have said it clearer. And the date? The why behind my remembering it? My being "certain of that date"? It was a grandchild's birthday, eight days after my own. OF course I'd remember it.

      RE: Number two's comment: "... told her she'd die by July 26, 2005[sic] (she's certain of that date)." Hell yes, I'm certain of that date, for remember, there was that line about my CHECKing OUT, with the subsequent: "You do know what I mean by Check OUT? Don't you?" How could I ever forget that????
    So, my questions remain.

    What else could account for my kidney failure? I haven't taken OTCs or pharmaceuticals for years -- a decade at least, because of my MCS and too many adverse health events from the prescribed drugs back in the early 90s when I did try the pharmaceutical route (as do most folks with MCS). Alas, I learned the hard way that drugs and my body don't mix. But if my body doesn't process petrochemical-derived flavors, fragrances, pesticides, building materials, etc. . . . then I'm left to wonder: Why should I expect my body to properly process OTC and prescribed drugs?

    (And there folks, lies the reason why people with MCS are denigrated. Stultified. We cannot play the medical/ pharmaceutical industry's game. No money to be made off of us! No treatment for us! Too often it's just plenty of thwarting. Of course, there are medical doctors who are the exception to this rule, but by all accounts I've read -- and a few I've experienced -- those doctors are too rare. Far too rare.

    By the bye, I consider myself most fortunate in that I have a wise Internist who works with me and my body and I have wise alternative care doctors as well. I'd not be here today if I didn't have such a wonderful team in my corner.

    But I digress, so to get back in the groove: I don't have HIV. I don't have diabetes. My blood pressure is often in the normal range when I'm at home, although it will spike when I've encountered a fragrance assault. I have been overweight, but no one who knows me would ever have called me obese. Certainly not my alternative care doctors.

    Yet, "hypertensive" and "obese" is how Kaiser labels me. And once they came up with those labels -- without ever admitting that chemical poisoning has some bearing upon my health -- it is merely a matter of my having kidney disease. Who knows why? . . . Who cares why?

    I do. For if we learn why I have kidney disease, and IF it is connected to my life of chemical poisonings, especially the last years in the workplace, THEN there is a way to help others. But, that is only how my brain works. Or so it seems. Certainly it doesn't seem to me that a nephrologist is capable of thinking in terms of chemical poisonings.

    As I see it, my kidney disease is diagnosis by red herring! How's that? Because, the underlying cause is chemical injury and now that they can label me with renal failure, they just concentrate on that and what they know for treating that to just keep one functioning. They say that healing is IMPOSSIBLE. Maybe so, but with their regime, they don't even give the body a chance to handle failing kidneys. They take over.

    MCS: I say, I had UNEXPECTED weight gain as I came down with more and more severe MCS symptoms. Was my body trying to protect itself with added fat cells in which to store toxins? Of course, when diagnosed with the tumor, at first thought of as an ovarian mass, the truth about my benign tumor is that I had been at that weight for years and years -- for the length of time I was working in a perfume and pesticide- poisoned atmosphere. But the tumor didn't develop until I was ostracized to an even more toxic office, which I quickly dubbed TWDTC (pronounced Twid Tick and standing for Toxic Waste Dump Torture Chamber. You might guess I worked for a gov't agency where acronyms rule. Making up my own, helped me in some mysterious way.)

    Interestingly, the tumor developed in rather short order -- within six months of my having been moved to that more toxic office, which now added diesel exhaust and tobacco smoke to the usual toxic mix of fragrances and pesticides. The exhaust and smoke and, of course, fragrances on the people who were using them to try to hide the smell of the smoke that permeated their bodies, all came in through "sealed windows." As did the smell of incoming rain. However, I could never get the agency to add extra sealant around those sealed windows, so I got it all from the trucks that delivered and kept their engines running, the blood mobile that kept its engine running, the buses that loaded and unloaded passengers, all the passing traffic, PLUS the smokers who'd stand right outside those windows to puff away and further pollute my air with their fragrances to boot. Am I surprised I developed a benign tumor to top off my MCS? Nope. Did my workplace management team see me as a chronic complainer, not someone summarily dismissed and further poisoned? Yep! Did they eventually decide to move me back to the third floor into a closet that was not properly vented and furthermore had a copier vented into the air space above the suspended ceilings? Yep. Did I then decide to make like a banana and split that scene? YEP! By that time I could take early retirement and I did. That was October 1998.

    I had noticed a difference by the beginning of 1998 and monitored it for a few months before having it checked out. I had pain in my lower left side of my abdomen and I accumulated fluid there. As I had a friend who had had ovarian cancer and had those symptoms, that diagnosis wouldn't have surprised me. But, I wasn't ready to cope yet. Remember, I was already injured in that workplace -- as were others with many different environmentally caused diseases -- and yet, management forced me to move to an even more unhealthy location. It was called a "unilateral decision." I called it discrimination and harassment, but then I was a voice of one.

    My friends on staff sure let me know that they got the message not to utter a word of complaint about the lack of air quality. One fellow named my new office Gulag. The staff knew I was ostracized. That's how so many disabled folks are dealt with in the workplace, which also proclaims loudly to others: Do not utter a word. Nothing like learning through having an action like that dealt to you. (In case anyone wonders why I developed Take Heart! http://users.lmi.net/wilworks/ehnhompg/takheart.htm you now know it had its gestation as a result of my experiences in the workplace. Take Heart! is all about Access and Accommdation for the chemically and electromagnetically injured.)

    Now for one of my life's ironies: My most likely fragrance encounters these days are at Kaiser. All of my other healthcare, including dental, is most often FREE of petrochemical-derived fragrances. And, the rest of my life is pretty well guarded against flagrant fragrant assaults, except for the occasions of neighborhood pollution by fabric softeners. And then, periodic requests of nearby apartment dwellers to not use the air and water polluting fabric softeners, clears the air for a time. Because people still use scented detergents and fabric softeners, we do our best to limit my exposures by taking our walks by the Bay and in the woods -- my mask always at the ready for that scented walker or runner, who has yet to learn that even the fragrance industry states that one should NOT be smelled beyond one's arm length (never mind the fact that too many health care encounters brings one much closer than "an arm's length").

    I sure hope that Kaiser facilities start to "GET IT" regarding petrochemical derived fragrances, because as it is, it is harder for me to dodge fragrances at my healthcare facility than anywhere else I go. I find it particularly annoying for those doctors to tell me over and over that my high blood pressure causes my kidney failure and they will not accept the fact that fragrances affect the autonomic nervous system, hence the cardiovascular system. The nephrologists cannot -- or will not -- see that high blood pressure can be caused by the fragrance products they use, as well as by fragranced staff and patients. Education of staff and patients could change that, starting with the industry's acknowledgement that fragrances cannot clean and the Department of the Interior's statement that GREEN cleaning products "Must not contain petrochemical derived fragrances." Kaiser and other healthcare facilities could also use the information from NIEHS, which informs that fragrances and pesticides are "Common Indoor Air Pollutants."

    To check the veracity of my comments, please see (for starters):

    Also, out of whack in the second nephrologists's account is that Kaiser has an Emeryville hospital facility. There are none that I know of. Reference to Emeryville is out of context in the above statement. Emeryville -- even though the doctor did not know where that city is -- was suggested to me as a place to go for possible peritoneal dialysis tubal implant as an out patient, rather than being subjected to all the fragrances, disinfectants, etc of hemodyalisis in a Kaiser hospital like Oakland, where I'd have to go three times a week for five or more hours each day if I had hemodialysis. The doctor told me about a tube being inserted into the abdoman for peritoneal dialysis. He then went on in his write-up to make a big deal of the fact that it was plastic:
      "I told her that PD would involve permanent placement of a plastic tube in her abdoment.[sic] She didn't balk at the notion of plastic (!) tube."
    Well, now, I've never claimed that I cannot be around plastics. I try to avoid them as much as possible . . . like shower curtains. I also try to get as many items in glass as I can, etc., never have cooked microwaveble food in the plastic containers the items are packaged in -- I don't even have a microwave to begin with. But hell, I've got some substance in my teeth when the mercury fillings were replaced.

    Maybe the plastic I encounter is bad for my body and I'm too stupid to know it. But plastics that aren't volatilizing like crazy aren't as obviously bad for me as are volatilizing organic compounds . . . like fragrances, pesticides, fresh oil-based paints, diesel exhaust, etc.

    What the nephrologist never got -- and mind you, I thought I was seeking consultation in a fragrance-free Kaiser facility that "got it" regarding chemical injury -- was the fact that my body has already had adverse reactions to prescribed drugs, INCLUDING Prednisone; has already lived a life of adverse reactions to commonly used scented products; has already had adverse reactions to disinfectants and other pesticides. (YES. Do think of disinfectants as pesticides, for that is how they are classified by the EPA. And as they are formulated to kill, that's what they are! Pesticides.)

    It's not like I'm the only individual in this whole wide wonderful world with such an affliction either, but yet he wrote me up as if I were just dreaming this condition up. Why?

    Trust me, there is no gain for the person with MCS. And while we are often painted as ne'er do wells, most often by representatives of the medical industry, we really are a highly motivated group of people, replete with innate intelligence, often with advanced degrees, who must excell at their own research and find healthcare practices with which their bodies can live. Yet, dream up my condition seemingly was his conclusion with his statements of how he can find loads of info on kidney failure from high blood pressure but nothing on high blood pressure being caused by fragrances. He's wrong, of course, but he could not be convinced to even try to look for information backing my statements.

    I KNOW I have kidney disease, which doctors label, "failure." I just want to know WHY. I also would really, really like to know if there are proven ways of slowing it down, maybe even healing a little, that don't involve steroids and other commonly prescribed drugs that can cause health adverse events even in those without chemical injury.

    And regarding that WHY, I ask, I'd like to know something beyond their standard responses: OBESITY and HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE. There are plenty of doctors who have truly obese patients with and without high blood pressure, who do not have kidney failure. There's got to be something more than that. Also, if one really, truly had looked at me, they'd have seen someone who was overweight, but not obese and they'd have seen that at home, away from fragrance poisoning, my BP did not run terribly high. That is, not until kidney disease got well underway. Now, it's true that I have to battle high blood pressure because my kidneys fail to send out the hormone to control blood pressure, just like they fail to send out erythropoietin to help me build red blood cells. It's all part of kidney disease. But, these days, I am not overweight, let alone "OBESE," and I can still get my BP down somewhat as long as I'm not breathing in someone's perfumed products or other chemicals.

    I continue to ask WHY? I want someone, somewhere to start looking at the plethora of toxins used in unknown combinations throughout any given day, which are benignly labeled, "fragrance" or "flavor." Just because no one has studied the kidney toxicants, carcinogens, hormone disrupters, neurotoxins, irritants, sensitizers, teratogens, et al., used to make petrochemically derived fragrances in our commonly used products, doesn't mean they don't cause problems! Let's have a REAL study.

    In the meantime, let's see how wrong he and other such doctors are when they say fragrances don't affect the cardiovascular system . . .
    • Nephrotoxicity of 4-cycloocten-1-carbaldehyde. Arch Toxicol. Ý2004; 78(12):716-22Ý(ISSN: 0340-5761) MessingerÝH; KleberÝM; AulmannÝW Cognis Deutschland GmbH & Co. KG, Henkelstrasse 67, 40551 D¸sseldorf, Germany. Horst.Messinger@cognis.com "Natural and synthetic chemicals are often used in the fragrance industry. A toxicological profile of the synthetic fragrance booster, 4-cycloocten-1-carbaldehyde, was generated using a test program including the following methods: acute oral toxicity, acute dermal toxicity, acute skin and eye irritation, skin sensitization, subchronic toxicity, and mutagenicity. The substance was strongly irritating to the skin but only weakly irritating to the eye. It gave a clear indication of having skin-sensitizing properties. Based on the comprehensive data from a mutagenicity test battery, 4-cycloocten-1-carbaldehyde was assessed to be nonmutagenic. Although its acute toxicological profile shows no toxicity after oral or dermal application, 4-cycloocten-1-carbaldehyde displays a complex toxicological response after repeated dosing over 13 weeks. 4-Cycloocten-1-carbaldehyde or its metabolites show clear nephrotoxic properties focusing on tubular cells of the kidney. In view of these data no no-effect level can be derived from this study with 4-cycloocten-1-carbaldehyde. A broad interaction of the test substance with various tissue types and cell parameters together with severe and irreversible organic defects even at low doses leads to the conclusion that 4-cycloocten-1-carbaldehyde is unsuitable for the intended use in industrial fragrance formulations. "[Emphasis added.] Ýhttp://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/entrez/query.fcgi?cmd=Retrieve&db=PubMed&list_uids=15365690&dopt=Abstract

    • Effects of chiral fragrances on human autonomic nervous system parameters and self-evaluation. Chem Senses. 2001; 26(3):281-92 (ISSN: 0379-864X) Heuberger E; Hongratanaworakit T; B–hm C; Weber R; Buchbauer G Institute of Pharmaceutical Chemistry, Center of Pharmacy, University of Vienna, Althanstrasse 14, A-1090 Vienna, Austria. "The effects of chiral fragrances (enantiomers of limonene and carvone) on the human autonomic nervous system (ANS) and on self-evaluation were studied in 20 healthy volunteers. Each fragrance was administered to each subject by inhalation using an A-A-B design. Individuals were tested in four separate sessions; in one session one fragrance was administered. ANS parameters recorded were skin temperature, skin conductance, breathing rate, pulse rate, blood oxygen saturation and systolic as well as diastolic blood pressure. Subjective experience was assessed in terms of mood, calmness and alertness on visual analog scales. In addition, fragrances were rated in terms of pleasantness, intensity and stimulating property. Inhalation of (+)-limonene led to increased systolic blood pressure, subjective alertness and restlessness. Inhalation of (-)-limonene caused an increase in systolic blood pressure but had no effects on psychological parameters. Inhalation of (-)-carvone caused increases in pulse rate, diastolic blood pressure and subjective restlessness. After inhalation of (+)-carvone increased levels of systolic as well as diastolic blood pressure were observed. Correlational analyses revealed that changes in both ANS parameters and self-evaluation were in part related to subjective evaluation of the odor and suggest that both pharmacological and psychological mechanisms are involved in the observed effects. In conclusion, the present study indicates that: (i) prolonged inhalation of fragrances influences ANS parameters as well as mental and emotional conditions; (ii) effects of fragrances are in part based on subjective evaluation of odor; (iii) chirality of odor molecules seems to be a central factor with respect to the biological activity of fragrances. Remember, this study was of HEALTHY volunteers, not people already chemically injured from age five due to the effects of a refinery release. -- barb http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/entrez/query.fcgi?cmd=Retrieve&db=PubMed&list_uids=11287388&dopt=Abstract

    My contention remains: As nephrolgoists state that kidney failure can be caused by high blood pressure and we know that high blood pressure can be caused by the combinations of chemicals used to concoct highly volatile petrochemical-derived fragrances, then: Why, oh WHY, does Kaiser insist on using fragrance products to further put patients in harm's way?

    Fragrances on staff and other patients and visitors. Fragrances in the oft-used hand cleansers in doctors' offices and just outside their doors. Fragrances in the restrooms. Petrochemical derived fragrances abound. Is it all about making more people sick in order to push more drugs? That's great for the petrochemical industry. What about public health? What about the health of Kaiser patients in general? What about the health of Kaiser staff? Why are fragrances allowed, encouraged, purchased?

    But it is not just kidney patients, I'm concerned about. While healthcare facilities and doctors should be concerned about the health of the still healthy, they must direct their full attention -- beyond industry hype -- to the welfare of pulmonary patients, cardiovascular patients, cancer patients, pregnant women, newborn babies, infants and children, patients with neurological symptoms, MCS patients -- the ones with the disability that cannot say its name out loud. They must consider PATIENTS. Patients over the petrochemical industries. Start supporting safer alternatives . . .

    Heavens! some doctors have even begun to realize that it's better to "let nature take its course" than to load elderly patients up with a lot of harmful and expensive drugs. They call that SLOW MEDICINE. Slow medicine and alternative health practices are a growing industry. And for good reason. Too many people have gotten too ill from commonly used drugs and other scented products released to market without full and thorough substantiation of safety. (And, yes, your drugs do carry artificial flavors and fragrances!, as well as themselves also being derived from petrochemicals.)

    Why should any of us have to endure exposures to nonessential chemical compounds that can -- and do -- spike blood pressure, all in the name of health care? So you gather, this other Kaiser facility, the one touted as fragrance-free, was also scented. They had scented restrooms, scented patients. They also had scented hand cleaner right in the room, and a slightly scented nurse to take my blood pressure. Was she scented on her own, or because of the hand cleanser?

    But there's more.

    I should have been more alert, but I wasn't. My bad. So an even worse assault was a thermometer that was stuck in my mouth that had to have been in some God-awful disinfectant. When I protested, the nurse was either in total denial about the disinfectant in its case or in total ignorance about it. Regardless, my mouth went into an immediate adverse reaction to that stuff. My immediate turn to the sink and constant flushing of my burning mouth only further set me apart from a "normal" patient.

    Following all of that, including my washing my mouth out as best I could at their basin, with my nose near their scented hand cleaner dispenser, I had my blood pressure taken. Taken by the nurse who was scented from something -- perhaps from the very cleaner in place at the basin. And, in my case, anecdotal or not, my blood pressure has been shown to rise upon exposure to petrochemical products such as fragrances.

    So there you've got the setting into which the doctor walks . . . along with a case worker who was quiet the entire time. My husband and I felt she was there more for the doctor as a witness than for me, the patient. Indeed, she wrote up the documentation of the visit that started out with "Unfortunate woman."

    And to think, I've never seen myself as UNFORTUNATE, not even living and trying to work with MCS. Not when diagnosed with a possible ovarian tumor, which fortunately turned out to be a benign pedunculated tumor. Not even when diagnosed with "acute on chronic renal failure" last July.

    What I do see as UNFORTUNATE, are all the patients who are put in harm's way by doctors who don't look outside of their own medical training box. And, I'd say with stats like 100,000 killed by prescribed drugs in hospital in a given year, and with "UNEXPLAINED" soaring rates of various diseases, life-threatening or just damned annoying to live with, I'd say doctors better start looking outside their medical boxes for REAL answers to REAL questions.

    In all honesty, I have refused the concept of a biopsy. If I can avoid hospitalization and surgical procedures, that's my choice. IF they found I had the "typical lesions of nephrosclerosis, an unexpected glomerulonephritis, or even an 'allergic' interstitial nephritis," their treatment would be steroids. And I'd be back where I began with steroids failing me miserably during accute lung failure due to fragrance exposures in the workplace. There has got to be a safer way to treat other than steroids and that's all I'm asking about. But, I was told that as he's been trained to give drugs, that's all the information he can give to me. The problem is, IF I eventually choose to use peritoneal dialysis to extend my life, I'll have to have a nephrologist. But, good heavens, in the meantime, I do not want drugs to hasten my trip into that decision-making time. This doctor just loosely stated that I'd have about a year . . . Well, now, that's a year from April 2006, which "buys" me a little time.

    And while my little saga was unfolding w/Kaiser Santa Rosa, reportedly, Kaiser employees were attending the Clean Med 2006 conference in Seattle. And there, they all were supposed to have received a page that is titled, Fragrances in Health Care. And near the end of that page, it states:

      Indoor air quality can be greatly improved in health care facilities by adopting a hospital-wide fragrance-free policy that includes a fragrance-free policy for employees, maintenance products and non-employee hospital occupants. For additional information see: http://www.noharm.org or http://www.fpinva.org (Yeppers, our friend and EHN Advisory Board member Betty Bridges, RN, and also background was EHN's barb wilkie. Hey, that's me. See the fruits of our efforts at background on Health Care Without Harm's efforts on Fragrances, Pesticides and Cleaners http://www.noharm.org/us/pesticidesCleaners/issue.)

    I've said it before and I'll say it again: We ALL are stakeholders when it comes to breathing.
    -- barb wilkie 4/06


    April 4, 2006

    They are concerned because my hemoglobin is 10.1. My anemia is a real concern to the doctors. I do not want to risk my health nor my life by being forced to take Procrit. Yes, I know I could get it in a flash if I said, YES. However, I prefer saying NO to artificially contrived drugs. I've found my health is better despite blood test numbers, if I don't load up on drugs. My life. My choice. Fortunately, other than creatinine and BUN readings, my highs and lows are generally only a little high or a little low. But the kidney test via the blood seems to be unforgiving. Now, why is it that the creatinine is in the "normal range: in the 24-hour urine catch, and yet runs so high in the blood tests? On the other hand, and not to be falsely encouraged by the good news of the 24-hour catch, Dr. Walser writes that "Many authors have recommended that the measurement of 24-hour creatinine clearnace be abandoned. ..." (Coping With ..., page 147)

    Ah, HA! Learned something else. I ate a breakfast before the last blood test, because we had to go straight to another appointment. Should not have, as food going in can affect the creatinine readings. (Walser in Coping With..., page 148: "The morning of the test, take your medications as usual but eat either a light breakfast or no breakfast (because a large meal changes kidney function).") Dr. Walser also suggests that one should not test the creatinine level without first taking cimetidine, which we know by the brand name Tagamet.

    Because my body cannot handle pretrochemically derived medicines any better than it can handle petrochemically derived flavors and fragrances, I don't take medications. Including cimetidine, but I do take supplements.

    Also, there's information available through the Internet and through Dr. Krop's book, Healing the Planet -- One Patient at a Time See Dr. Jozef Krop Publishes Book on Life-long Environmental Medicine Work; October 2002, Features, By Helke Ferrie http://www.vitalitymagazine.com/healing_the_planet_one_patient_at_a_time In Healing, I read information on the Thyroid Gland -- for example, it is responsible for clearance of substances from the blood. And while my thyroid has tested normal in blood tests, my body has indicated to my acupuncturist that like so many with MCS, I live with hypothyroidism.

    I could not lose weight, even with strictly curbing diet once diagnosed with kidney failure, my body always felt cold and especially the hands (this was a drastic change as my body had always been hot, emitting heat like a blast furnace. I also had hair loss, and my cholesterol had elevated -- but with the low-protein diet, has dropped back to normal.

    With my complaint of "Can't lose weight, no matter what -- not even with kidney failure," he had me take my temp three days running, starting before getting out of bed, and then two more times at three hour intervals. When I started that program, my temp was running 94 something - 95 something. Way low . . . and from me who used to run a steady 99.6 and always felt way too hot, that was quite a change. In recent years, I always feel way too cold. No happy medium! But we're hoping to get there with supplements and herbs for thyroid improvement. On the other hand, one often reads that feeling cold is akin to having kidney disease.

    I was on thyroid supplements in Sept. 2005 for two weeks, but because there were no blood tests taken, we've no idea how I was doing. By the time I had a test in October, I'd already been poisoned by pesticides applied to utility poles on our block and in front of home on Sept. 27, 2005 -- without warning!! -- and a couple weeks after that I had a major perfume blast while napping in the car, awaiting for our grandson to awaken to go to the model trains on Point Richmond. That poisonous blast came from a mom with a brand new baby in a pouch on her stomach. Once I could again begin breathing, I've wondered about the health -- and life -- of that infant. Both episodes were obvious attacks by respiratory poisons, which left me dealing with sinus and lung infections. Yeppers, inhaling toxins invariably winds up as an infection for my body to fight. Thank goodness for acupuncture!!! I heal more quickly with help from the acupuncturist and his herbs than I ever had when given drugs.

    Now, it could be argued that I'm grasping at straws in hoping that the blood tests have been adversely affected by hypothyroidism, but I've seen the results of straws driven into utility poles and into trees, by a tornadic wind. And believe you me, this is a turbulent ride, so why not grasp at straws? That beats simply waiting to die because a nephrologist said I would by July 26, 2006.
    -- barb


    May 2, 2006

    Hmmmmm, hemoglobin. Another drop. Now 9.8. I still feel the same as I did last month, so therefore, I'll not rush in for any drugs to combat anemia. I still remain feeling remarkably well, despite being labeled with kidney failure.
    -- barb


    May 6, 2006

    Here we go again . . . another up in the old creatinine, proving once again the kidneys are not happy campers and are failing. That of course, is determined by the blood tests. And, yes, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION rings loud and clear, especially as I push closer and closer to July 26, 2006. But I keep telling myself: HEAL, HEAL, HEAL. I'd settle for even a little healing. I'm not hoping to be back to 20 years of age, just a healthy 68 would do very nicely.

    Alas, I can't ask my questions about fragrances and other chemical assaults without being ridiculed by Kaiser nephorogists. I truly was hoping to learn IF most recently my encountering fragrance poisoning at Berkeley's Earth Day tabling event, and my perfume poisoning at Penny's at Richmond's Hilltop -- it's got to be pumped throughout that store, so BEWARE! -- the Sunday before the blood draw on Tuesday, have anything to do with this sudden jump from 3.5 last month to 4.3 this month?

    The good news is that my potassium is still in normal range and my phosphorous has dropped back into normal range. (Too high phosphorous and you start leaching calcium from your bones, so they say.) And then, just a tad unsettling is the news of Kaiser's nehprology department regarding transplant patients. Yeah, sure, despite chemical injury, I'd really want to rush into transplant. How much of a dope do they think I am????
    (http://www.kaiserinjurylawyer.com/CM/CasesandResults/Kaiser-Kidney-Transplant-Program-Injuries.asp)

    Other articles: Lawyers and Settlements, Justice for Everyone October 15, 2006. By Heidi Turner http://www.lawyersandsettlements.com/articles/kaiser-kidney-program.html

    Kaiser Permanente Kidney Transplant Program Lawsuit http://www.lawyersandsettlements.com/case/kaiser_kidney_classaction?ref=article

    I haven't found any information for people such as myself, who do battle to try to remain as healthy as possible, sans drugs, for as long as possible. My problem is that the nephrologists are trained to prescribe drugs. They haven't a clue as to how to deal with a body that has already had more than its fair share of adverse reactions to petrochemically derived drugs, which are commonly prescribed.

    They don't really support health . . . Oh, they claim they do, but ONLY by prescribing drugs, which frankly, by now I am afraid to take. One of the drugs that was prescribed earlier in my MCS, to help control the muscle pain and joint ache that would awaken me in the middle of the night and keep me from falling back to sleep was IBUPROFEN. Guess what I have since learned: Ibuprofen works against the kidneys . . . and heart! Watch out!!!!!!!! One of the pieces of info on NSAIDS is: Ibuprofen NSAID by Ray Sahelian, M.D. Ibuprofen side effects and benefit at http://www.raysahelian.com/ibuprofen.html Please get in the habit of doing your own research. Do not even take what I have to say as if it is the only thing to follow.

    At least, I've already determined that I'm NOT going to go that transplant route. I may give peritoneal dialysis a try, or even hemodialysis . . . IF I can use a machine at home, And, really, I have been thankful for having had time to get my affairs in order, while still feeling GREAT! If we didn't look at my blood, no one -- not even nephrologists -- would have a clue that I've got a progressive kidney disease. At least, not as of May 6, 2006 in the morning. You all take care of yourselves!

    -- barb


    June 25, 2006

    I've had strong energy now for several weeks. I sleep about four hours at night without having to head to the bathroom . . . it used to be two hours like clockwork, and I simply figured it was part and parcel of MCS, noticing that my every two hours were guaranteed on nights of the days I'd been hit by fragrance poisoning.

    But, something else has popped up in my mind . . . something to surely set off nephrologists. I wonder if MCS -- at least in my case -- could have been the result of the kidneys trying to process those toxins that I was breathing in and absorbing. And because we who are generally healthy are blessed with more kidney function than we really need, have symptoms that we ascribe to MCS, but as it turns out, could also be symptoms like those I'm told to look for that are associated with rapidly deteriorating kidney function. I guess raising questions like these assure the fact that I'm considered to be an "Unfortunate woman with a very non-mechanistic view of the cosmos ..." (Quoting the second nephrologist's opening comment.)

    But considering the fact that far too little is known about the WHYs behind kidney disease and kidney failure, and too many people learn of it only after being hospitalized for some other disease, it seems to me, it is high time some of my questions are considered. And more importantly, even more questions should be raised. Please start with a look at the 100,000 chemicals released to market without substantiation of safety, found in products commonly used for personal care, as well as household and janitorial cleaning and maintenance projects. Products whose chemicals our bodies inhale and absorb. Chemicals that are also found downstream where they are adversely affecting aquatic and wildlife.

    Talk about Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth . . . we are all living it and its ramifications whether we and our doctors are bright enough to realize it or not.


    Third visit to a nephrologist

    June 29, 2006

    As the pages of the calendar turn, my Internist gets more worried about my kidney health, or lack thereof, and begs me to see yet another nephrologist. Back to Kaiser Oakland as I learned the hard way that Santa Rosa is no safer for the already chemically injured than any of the other Kaiser campuses I've visited (Richmond and Vallejo).

    Again, I was looking for a nephrologist and found a man playing second fiddle. Seems that what the first doctor wrote is taken for granted by subsequent doctors. All feel the need to inform me that I have a perfectly good diagnosis and I have terrible kidneys. The blood tests tell them so. And I too can see what the blood tests state, but IF I want to prolong my life without drugs, I seem to be on my own. Thank goodness I have an excellent Kaiser Internist and a wonderful team of alternative health practitioners, plus encouraging friends and family!

    This proved to be an interesting visit in that he seemed to think I was there just to have him tell me how excellent the first Oakland nephrologist was. I tried to convince him that I was actually trying to start over as if there were no previous visits to nephrology here in Oakland nor in Santa Rosa, but he was not convinced. Indeed, it sounds as though he's not even convinced there is something called MCS, for in his writeup, he's put closing quotes after my listed diagnosis of [sic]multiple chemical sensitivites." How does one read that? He forgot the opening quotes, for he really doesn't believe MCS exists any damn way anyhow? And, by putting quotes, at least at the end, he's showing the world and the medical industry that he's not buying into my claim of existing chemical injury.

    By contrast, there are no quotes around his word hypertension so I read that as if he believes that hypertension really exists. I'll not argue that, but what I continue to suggest is that doctors look at a cause for hypertension that involves all of the commonly used fragrances within healthcare facilities. IF they looked for causes, and studied the horrid effects that artificial flavors and fragrances (terms used interchangeably by industry) then maybe they'd not have fragranced products installed all over the place. Maybe, just maybe, they'd also be able to get a more accurate BP reading when they take it at Kaiser. But, who knows? Not them. For they continue to load the air with superflusou toxins, benignly labeled: fragrance or flavor.

    All of that lets me know that he doesn't get it that fragrance chemicals can, in and of themselves, cause a reaction of hypertension. It doesn't merely take kidney disease to cause hypertension. But, they've got a cajillion drugs that they are all too happy to put you on for hypertension so that it then becomes a real disease. And MCS obviously isn't real because so many of us are made even sicker by drugs. Therefore, it seems to me, that in the minds of most mainstream western medical doctors, MCS does not really exist. The patient is delusional. Period. Again, stultified by a physician. Thank goodness that does not apply to my own astute Internist! She is tops. And, so too, are my alternative health care practitioners!

    Third nephrologist goes on to state about me, "she claims to have tremendous energy." CLAIMS? That too casts doubts as to my veracity, for when one uses the word "claim" one is stating something without proof. He did continue to write up: She and her husband enjoy of[sic] taking care of their grandchildren, travelling, and many other activities."

    What's that indicate if not "ENERGY"? My dictionary defines "energy" as "the strength and vitality required for sustained physical or mental activity; a feeling of possessing such strength and vitality; force or vigor of expression." Take your pick . . .

    I still believe that I have "ENERGY" whatever definition you choose to use. I don't know what that doctor thinks of, say, a seven hour drive to then play with or even take care of three young grandchildren. Nor can I guess what he calls preparing the house for the family and then having a house full of family for several days . . . if not ENERGY! Oh, well.

    It gets even better. (And yes, I am being ironic! Or facetious! Or just a not-so-young snot!) He also writes, and I kid you not!:
      "The patient refuses to accept that she has serious kidney problems. She claims that her creatinine reading is just a number and doesn't reflect her kidney functional status. She doesn't believe in taking western medicine and strongly believe[sic] that her body is sensitive to all these meds. Her blood pressure is very high,[sic] I explained the deterious[sic] [he had to mean "deleterious"] effects of hypertension on the kidney functon and other organ functions, the importance of taking antihypertensive meds to control the blood pressure. But she still refuses taking any antihypertensive meds and other meds (procrit to treat anemia et al)"

    Again, I state clearly as I can: I have kidney disease and it is terminal.

    But life is terminal. And it should be up to the patient just how he or she chooses to go out. I choose not to be made further ill by drugs, when up to this point I still feel fine.

    Drugs have a history of making me very ill. I've been there done that when trying to fight chronic sinus infections and lung infections, chronic bronchitis and asthma. I had my turn. I only started getting better from all of that once I left the toxic workplace and started acupuncture treatments along with chiropractic. I don't want to hasten my trip back into constant ill health. Not when I'm feeling so good despite the numbers that appear on my blood tests.

    And, yes, I do hope -- continue to hope -- that they don't know everything there is to know about kidneys, and that IF one does nurture instead of further destroying, one may be able to get back some kidney health and strength. Yes, that is a hope! But all patients who want to live operate on a fair level of hope. IF they don't have to deal with nephrologists that only push drugs, dialysis, transplant more drugs, gloom and doom. He's also predicted that in about 8 - 10 months I'll have to be on dialysis and has given me -- during the office visit -- between Christmas to February of 2007. As I understood it, it was dialysis or death.

    Did he ever hear/understand me when I said I suffer adverse reactions to the drugs he wants me to go on? I've already tried a hypertension drug. I've been on Prednisone and it's in my record that I had an adverse event when taking it. Actually, I've come to learn that many folks with MCS have had some sort of terrible experience on Prednisone. What's that tell doctors? Not much, because they don't really accept MCS as a reality. Therefore, no studies. No databases. Hell, for years I tried to get databases developed around asthma and SIDS . . . I wanted doctors to ask patients about the use of scented products in association with either asthma or SIDS. Wouldn't do it. Without tracking such information, fragrances continue to be considered benign, continue to be pushed in the market place . . . and continue to ruin lives, if not outright kill, otherwise known as causing a "premature death."

    What in the world does "adverse event" mean to a doctor? It means living hell to the patient! And it can easily mean PREMATURE DEATH. Look at the stats for Iatrogenesis. Just look up the stats for deaths by prescribed drug. I don't want to "go gentle into that good night." One report is:

    Now in all the text about my office visit, and also during the visit in remembering conversations, I could never get him off the thought that I was seeking a "second opinion." I told him I had such a horrid experience the first and second times, that I'd prefer to think of him as starting from scratch. He wouldn't. And, he seemed incapable of understanding that I knew I had kidney disease but I also knew that because I had already had adverse events when given any number of drugs while trying to keep the worst of my MCS symptoms at bay, that I didn't feel safe just automatically taking drugs for renal disease.

    Even my husband tried to convey to him that we KNOW I have kidney disease, but that as my kidneys still make urine and I'm already chemically injured, there's a reason beyond renal disease for the high blood pressure -- as in all the fragranced products at Kaiser! -- and that because I don't have serious edema issues, I don't want to automatically take the diuretics they automatically prescribe.

    He didn't get it then and he didn't get it in his write-up of the office visit. Until nephrologists start to GET IT, get it that there are millions of chemically injured -- and I predict there will be even more coming out of that New Orleans disaster, Katrina (Aug. 29, 2005) -- then nephrologists better start pretending their minds are like parachutes and must be open up to work. Either that or they will not know how to even begin helping renal patients, let alone renal patients that come from the MCS world. (IMHO!)

    I'm now approaching my first "dead"line of July 2006, with an extension, so to speak of about a year from the April visit. Now, again, it's the pushing of drugs and dialysis. Again, there seems to be disbelief that chemical poisonings could have anything to do with my "condition." Again, the doctor doesn't see much evidence of edema (water retention). He was a little more mellow than the first two, but still did not/could not understand my need to handle kidney disease outside the realm of how he's trained to treat kidney disease -- with DRUGS, DIALYSIS, TRANSPLANT.

    Me, in my condition of underlying chemical injury should follow that advice? Imagine! Can you imagine life for me IF I had surgery for dialysis? All the antibiotics? Disinfectants? Then there's all the stuff around the actual dialysis, including disinfectants. And so on and so forth? Arrrrggggghhhhhh. I'm strong enough to try to fight kidney disease through diet. I'm not strong enough to fight it through drugs and dialysis.

    --barb


    July 3, 2006: Introducing White Cloud

    Well, now, there's a new way of dealing with my kidney disease and we'll see how this unfolds. The second nephrologist gave me the name of a woman with: "a very non-mechanistic view of the cosmos," so I may as well play the game. I'm seeing a Taoist healer who rolls jade balls over the body and chants. There are no holidays for White Cloud.

    First thing of note is, as I walked into his area, he stated: "Swollums! Shiny!"

    Those were the exclamations. Now bear in mind, I had just been to the third nephrologist a few days before and he did not see any sign of edema. When I did not/could not believe White Cloud (a healer from South Korea), he pressed a thumb into my leg and showed me. Indeed, there was pitted edema. Of course, it could have developed since the last nephrologist, but to my eyes, my legs and ankles hadn't changed any in size and I'd not noticed any feeling of edema. There have been plenty of times when I have, and my ankles have looked like grapefruits, but those were mainly in the days when I was working and subjected too much fragrance poisoning.

    Yes, one of my body's reactions to fragrance poisoning is swollen ankles. Another is soaring blood pressure, another is erratic heart beats. I can also get dizzy, even black out from perfumes or the fragrances in fabric softeners, even when it is just lightly on the ambient air. One of my very early warnings -- and this worries me for what all these fragrance chemical concoctions are doing to the habitual users -- is that my tumor throbs. Even someone's shampoo and hair rinse scents -- even after the hair has dried! -- can set off my tumor, which is a pedunculated variety off my uterus. What are these chemical concoctions doing to people who use them??? Obviously, my body goes into reaction as a secondhand user. I certainly do my best to avoid, but how can one avoid those volatilizing organic compounds, made to be inhaled for hours and hours, even after the user has left the area?

    But, back to White Cloud. He started rolling jade balls on my big toes and then up the meridians often used by my acupuncturists. I never knew such pain. CCCCRRRRRRAAAAAAAZZZZZYYYYY PAIN is how he described it, but was quick to tell me that if I could manage to live through it, eventually it would simply hurt and then when there were signs I was healing, I'd be without pain.

    I'm from Missouri, the SHOW ME! state. That I had to keep going back for . . . to prove to myself that the pain could lessen. I went daily for the first three weeks and spent 24 hours of every day with skin and body that hurt like hell. Even to lie in bed was painful. Walking was something else. This was far worse than any childbirth I had experienced, and he said, "All women say that." But I was saying it and I had had natural childbirth with all three of my children. That was so long ago, it was in the days before the Lamaze method was heard of . . . I followed Grantly Dick Read's way for childbirth, and as our son was born in Berkeley, I even had rooming in. Regardless, I had certainly never known such pain as that experienced at the hands of White Cloud, and that included a couple of kidney infections early on when I was in my 20s. At that time I had thought I met my match in pain with kidney infections, but I'd yet to meet White Cloud. And, he is such a gentle soul.
    -- barb


    July 22, 2006

    After the first three weeks, seven days a week with White Cloud, I had a break to celebrate my youngest granddaughter's birthday a tad premarturely. We headed north for family fun time; our local daughter and her son with us. I love the drive north, through the mountains. It is such beautiful territory and we often take little side trips coming or going.

    One of the activities on that visit was to the nearby water park. All but grandfather went down a water slide. As I had a young grandson on my lap, I wound up hitting the bottom of the pool harder than I would have otherwise, and jammed the big toe on my left foot. Pain of another sort . . . plus a bruise. Something to show for it. I limped through the rest of our vacation and still had the bruise and jammed toe for White Cloud to heal when I got back home.

    The temps were really high in the Great Valley for the trip back. We went down inland for awhile before cutting back to the valley floor. One of our little side trips I had mentioned earlier.
    -- barb


    July 24, 2006

    If I thought I had problems with White Cloud and his CRAZY PAIN before the trip, that sore toe sent me through the roof, but, in relatively short order, he had the bruise down and the soreness gone. Like magic.

    I'll continue seeing White Cloud a couple times a week, not daily. Then once a week . . .

    While those first weeks were torture, White Cloud could make me laugh through the tears. Well, tears doesn't begin to describe it. Slobering sobs was more like it. I'd go through a box of tissues in nothing flat, so even began bringing my own box from time to time. And then, it got better.-- barb


    July 26, 2006

    Alive and well, and enjoying myself!!! How's that for the first anniversary of my first death sentence and my just having had my 68th birthday? And, today is our younget granddaughter's birthday. Have to give her a call on HER day.

    Still not wanting dialysis, still not taking any drugs, still perking along. Numbers for creatinine and BUN in late June showed a bit of an improvement, tomorrow is another blood test so we'll see if I can hold my own.

    Regardless of my outcome -- and we all die, sooner or later -- I am so very thankful I did not do exactly as I was told to do by the three nephrologists I've already seen.

    I know for a fact that I'd not feel this well on drugs. I have already had enough adverse reactions to drugs to be able to say that. I also know for a fact that I'd not be able to do everything I've done this past year if I had been on drugs. And I strongly suspect that had I opted for the surgery for dialysis and then gone on dialysis, with all the drugs, antibiotics and disinfectants that entails, I cannot help but believe that I would have seen death in record time and not even had this wonderful year that I've enjoyed.

    I'm thankful for the undying support of my family and friends, my alternative health practitioners and my Kaiser Internist who knows that I react adversely to drugs, fragrances, pesticides . . . HYDROCARBONS! Without their support, I'd not have made it this far.

    Will Kaiser ever decide to study the already chemically injured and see what effects standard kidney care does to them and their quality of life issues? Maybe I'm a case study and they don't even recognize it.
    -- barb


    July 27, 2006

    Interesting experience today in my "usual" lab.

    The phlebotomist wore a scented product. I realized quickly that I needed my respirator. She turned her back to work at the computer and when she spun around to draw my blood, she was decidedly shocked to see me in double cartridge respirator. I told her I was sorry I had given her a fright, and she apologized to me for her startled reaction.

    I tried to explain to her that her body's visible shudder was what my body does internally when forced to inhale the toxins in another person's perfumed products. She apologized for having used a scented lotion, telling me she really should not have, but she forgot. I then told her she may wish to explore the toxins used to create all of the modern synthetic scents and think twice about subjecting her own body to those poisons . . . let alone the bodies of her patients. Maybe a change will take place . . . ???


    Sept. 8, 2006

    Latest thing from Kaiser . . .They don't seem to GET IT! Get it that I don't want to take drugs.

    Now they are after me with a money-making offer. I could earn stipends of $30, nine times; $45 once; $50 once; $75 twice; and $100 once. Which, if I've tallied that up correctly and added correctly comes to $615. Now, the kick is: Join the study for FibroGen's experimental drug called FG-2216.

    Kaiser staff just doesn't get it. I don't want drugs . . . not until it is the very last of choices to make. I've looked up some side effects on MedlinePlus regarding drugs to boost my blood's ability to make red blood cells. I don't want the drug and certainly not an experimental drug. No thanks!!!

    I'll hope that my healer's "heaven connection," plus his jade ball rolling, will truly unblock all the blockages he says I have to get the blood flowing again. (The magic comes by way of a taoist jade ball healer, whom I've been seeing since early July. I've got the name -- "very non-mechanistic view of the cosmos" -- from a Kaiser nephrologist, so thought I may as well play the game. This healer has gotten down the edema, so I don't have a problem there anymore. Edema, I might add that wasn't seen by a nephrologist just four days before I met my healer, who saw it at a single glance at my legs and then proved it by pressing and leaving "pits." It certainly feels as though he has released blockages. Everywhere. I hope another blood test or two will start to show real gains, including in the kidneys so they can release the hormone that tells the brain to tell the marrow to kick out red blood cells so my heart and other organs can continue to function properly. Sounds like The House that Jack Built. The hormone is: Erythropoietin. And if my kidneys don't start producing it, there's always a drug. But that will be for later. As long as I still have energy, I don't want it. And certainly NOT an experimental drug. Just for kicks, I again looked up Procrit and was bounced to this:
      Epoetin alfa may cause side effects. Tell your doctor if any of these symptoms are severe or do not go away:
      • headache
      • joint or muscle aches, pain, or soreness
      • nausea
      • vomiting
      • indigestion
      • stomach pain
      • diarrhea
      • constipation
      • difficulty falling asleep or staying asleep
      • rash
      • itching
      • pain, burning, numbness, or tingling in the hands or feet

      Some side effects can be serious. If you experience any of the following symptoms, or those listed in the IMPORTANT WARNING section, call your doctor immediately.
      • fever, sore throat, chills, cough, and other signs of infection
      • redness, swelling, pain, or itching at the injection spot
      • spreading rash over the whole body
      • hives
      • swelling of the face, throat, tongue, lips, eyes
      • wheezing
      • difficulty breathing or swallowing
      • hoarseness
      • lack of energy
      • feeling cold most of the time

      Epoetin alfa may cause other side effects. Call your doctor if you have any unusual problems while taking this medication.

    Now, my question for all doctors, everywhere: WHY is it that if we have any of the above symptoms connected with a drug, we are supposed to inform our doctor. However, if we mention any of these same types of symptoms as relating to fragrance assaults, it's all in our heads? Why, oh why????

    What is more real about an adverse event associated with a prescribed drug, over an adverse event suffered from a flagrantly fragrant person or air "freshener" or hand cleaner in a doctor's office? To my body, an adverse event is an adverse event. It is uncomfortable and some have been downright scary. It hasn't mattered whether it was fragrance induced or drug induced, it was still a horrid experience.
    Visit to Fourth Nephrologist

    September 21, 2006

    My internist was again feeling uncomfortable handling my case alone and asked that I seek yet another opinion from a nephrologist. This time, outside the Kaiser system. I went to a nephrologist, then with UCSF, and had an out-of-pocket money experience that mimicked all the others, except this time, it was way more expensive! AND, I never received an official write-up of that visit, nor did my Internist. Arrgghhh!

    But, I did write up my visit and gave that to my Internist. In that missive, I told her that I was again poisoned by perfume -- so it's not just Kaiser, and this time by a little old lady loaded to the gills (always a sign to me that they've burned out their olfactory senses). Of course, my blood pressure shot up. It always does in response to the poisonous gas coming from perfumed products. And, of course, the nephrologist started pushing anti-hypertension drugs. This time, this one even went so far as to write a prescription. I couldn't read his writing and so couldn't look up the adverse events associated with it, but I took it with me on my following visit with Dr. Lopez my holistic doctor, which was before the scheduled one with my Kaiser Internist.

    He took one look at that prescription, named it immediately and told me: "You do not want to take THAT drug." Just off the top of his head, he knew that that was harmful to people with kidney disease. Yet, it was prescribed by a nephrologist! Imagine if I'd blindly taken it "because the doctor said to." Dr. Lopez then reached down into his drawer, picked up his handy dandy prescription guide and showed me the words that he knew off the top of his head: Not to be taken by patient with kidney stenosis diagnosis (or something close to that). And just what was my diagnosis from the very beginning of this ordeal? Kidney stenosis.

    But, I sort of get ahead of myself, for I learned of that harmful prescription a couple days after my fourth visit to a nephrologist. Back in the office at UCSF, I learned that the first nephrologist I saw was "highly respected." Not by me, I'll tell you, but in his field, apparently. So be it. I didn't really pay an arm and a leg to hear how great that guy was . . . not with my experience still weighing heavily on me, even though I was now about two months past his "dead"line for me.

    And then, the topic of how long I had came up. This doctor stated I had "until Christmas."

    "W H A T???," I nearly shouted, "Christmas? THIS YEAR?!?!?"

    The doctor looked more than a little startled, and said, casually, "Oh, no, Christmas 2007." "Well," exclaimed I, "there's a hell of a big difference between stating Christmas when sitting in the middle of the month of September 2006 and stating Christmas 2007. That's a difference of a year and a quarter. A big difference when a doctor is giving you a range for life." He agreed with me and apologized for the lack of clarity.

    No more trips to see nephrologists . . . at least not while I still am feeling well. That is what I proclaimed. When the topic once again reared its head, I did investigate another nephrologist in another Kaiser facility, but then decided NO WAY. Why set myself up for more fragrance poisoning and more death sentences that I'm just perverse enough to fight. It is just far too hard to live under a doctor-given death prediction, even when you've already surpassed anything they anticipated to begin with; life is too short for that!

    And that is how it is for now.

    When I get to the point where I feel so sick I don't care whether I live or die, I might agree to try the surgery for dialysis and then dialysis. If I die on the table at that point, so what? I'm on my way out anyway. But, I really do not see the least bit of sense to take a body that still feels amazingly well, allows me to do all I wish to do, and put poisons called drugs into it. No thanks!

    -- barb


    October - December 2006

    Losing hair. Shedding worse than an old mangy dog. Hair everywhere. All the time. I never have to worry about whose hair is in my food, for it is sure to be mine. I'm not cooking for friends now, and family only with a warning. Trying to corral it is useless. Good thing I don't work in a restaurant!

    My chiropractor told me to increase zinc and vitamin B so I have. Sometime in December, I noticed that I didn't have tons of hair all over the place any more. Not only did I start taking zinc and B vitamins, but White Cloud started really working on my head as well. Talk about crazy pain!!!! I assure you, it is extremely painful. However, something is working and I no longer worry about becoming bald.

    The other thing that has begun has been purging. One end or the other, usually the pukes. What I hate more than that is feeling nauseous. I eat, puke and eat again and that seems to stay with me. Much like when I was pregnant. Oh well, push on . . .


    October 8, 2006

    How's this for stage five renal disease numbers? Taken October 8, 2006 at a park with my grandchildren. The girls gathered to again be with their Pops for another procedure of his. Pops is doing OK and we enjoyed time at a Berkeley park with all the littles. You can see just how healthy I look. Trust me, I still feel great. Still have energy.


    October 14, 2006

    This page being all about me, I assure you, my take on my renal disease is a far cry from any course of treatment strongly suggested by nephrologists. (One, two, three, four . . . three inside the Kaiser system, one outside.) I'm not recommending this way for anyone. Simply reporting it so you all know there is another way . . . I'm not saying my way is the best way. It's just that I feel it is mandatory for me. For me, I simply KNOW that this is the best way. Slow medicine for me, means slow death and feeling good while dying. And who knows, maybe something will take me out before kidney disease does, but I don't want the drugs and dialysis for kidney disease to take me out before my time. That's for sure.

    All nephrologists I've seen are hell-bent on convincing me that I have renal disease. DUH!

    I can read blood tests as well as the next guy. What none of them has suggested is a SAFE way of dealing with kidney disease, considering the fact that I am already chemically injured.

    not to mention, the important fact that a lot of the drugs and procedures they rely upon simply speed the patient into dialysis or transplant. Is that the goal? Or should the goal be keeping the patient as healthy, as possible, as alive as possible, for as long as possible?

    Seems to me that is a fair question and it begs some attention!

    Obviously, with MCS as my underlying condition, I'm opting for as healthy as possible, as long as possible . . . and that means as drug-free as possible. Also, of course, as free of petrochemically derived pesticides , fragrances and flavors as possible. While I can say NO to drugs, I keep getting whacked by the fragrances in the air and the pesticides applied to utility poles and the like. Never know when someone from the county, city or healthcare facility is going to do their damnedest to poison you too. So, beware.

    I have already had more than my fair share of adverse events associated with commonly prescribed drugs. In the 1990s I told my internist: NO MORE DRUGS. If prescribed, I would not take. They've not been prescribed, but drugs have been strongly suggested. Time and again. It's how the medical industry is trained.

    Alas, there is reportedly precious little time given during their schooling to diagnosing and treating the effects of environmental illnesses -- mainly that's pesticide poisoning and they don't have a clue about toxins in fragrances. And, based on my experiences, I hazard a guess that little to no time is given to ways of PREVENTING diseases. Otherwise, it is safe to assume, doctors would tell people to look for safer alternatives to the commonly used petrochemically derived fragranced products and pesticides. And, they'd sure look for safer means than just automatically dispensing petrochemically derived drugs, regardless of the health, age or stage of the patient. Alas.

    Having come to realize, after much research, once the nephrologists make you so sick you have to go on drugs and dialysis -- and they all talk about transplant, which means a life hooked on drugs at best -- they experiment with drugs and dosage. Soooooo, I've decided to experiment with healthy diet, supplements to support kidney function, acupuncture, hyperbaric oxygen therapy (in hopes of getting stem cells marching to repair my diseased kidneys), ionic detoxing foot baths, far infrared sauna to help sweat (which my body never does beyond just a very light layer of moisture once in a while in the sauna), bio-feed back, and since July 3, 2006, treatment by a wonderful Taoist Healer who uses jade balls rolled along meridians to improve my body's circulation. My body. My experiment.

    An aside: I personally have never lived through such pain as jade ball rolling. I've always had my teeth filled without Novocain, had all three babies via natural childbirth, have sustained some pretty nasty cuts which I self-treated with salt water baths and butterfly bandaids. Admittedly I've not yet broken a bone and nor have had surgery, so I've not a clue as to what that pain is like. But, let me tell you, the rolling jade ball treatment has had me finally really understanding the words: keening and writhing.As promised, the intense,. "craaaazzzzzzzzy" pain has largely subsided. But the area of the legs inside the shins -- along the kidney meridian in acupuncture -- is still incredibly painful when treated. Let alone, simply touched. One hopes that when that intense pain leaves my legs, the kidney blood tests should improve.

    According to nephrologists, nothing heals the kidneys. According to alternative doctors, ALL body organs, when supported, can heal. We'll see. Time will tell.

    Interestingly to me, that leg area is the VERY region where I used to develop the largest and deepest, spontaneously cratering, extremely slow-healing sores. Those sores were a direct result of the monthly spraying in the workplace of pyrethroid pesticides. And, they used to tell me over and over, just how SAFE those poisons were. Ha! Stupidly, I never took pictures of those sores, but I still carry their scars. Some were quite deep. All took many months -- six to nine -- to heal, and then I was left for a time with huge brown circles of colored skin around the very spot that had been a hole. Strange. My acupuncturist had another patient with the same type of brown spots, but on her back, and when he queried her, she too, said, "Pesticides."

    My former workplace had a pesticide team come in and spray on a Friday and within a couple of hours of my appearing at work on the following Monday, those sores, those non-bleeding holes, would just appear. Mainly on my legs and feet. Painful they were. And UGLY. But also interesting because I -- along with my internist and some friends -- could watch my body work to repair itself. The deep sores would slowly, over many months, fill -- grow new tissue -- from the deepest spot up and from the outside edges in. Once "healed," I was left with those huge brown circles I mentioned above. I began acupuncture in August 1998, a couple months before finally taking early retirement, and my acupuncturist began "circling the dragon" -- placing needles in a circle around the wounds. That faded the brown spots and speeded up the healing of my current sores, which were still appearing until I retired from that toxic environment. To this day, you can see many of my scars. I call them my chemical battle wounds.

    It was a battle to try and get that workplace to see the need for indoor environmental quality. Alas, they never did get it, until so sadly, two highly thought of, younger male colleagues died of pancreatic cancer.

    Yet, during my tenure, I counted the folks suffering from a variety of cancers and benign tumors (me included), migraines; recurrent asthma, lung and sinus infections, bronchitis and pneumonia; repeated cold- and flu-like symptoms, swollen lymph nodes; dermatological problems . . . I saw all as showing signs of chemical injury. Just like me. Only my body went into Multiple Chemical Sensitivity, with all major organs affected. Therefore my body exhibited the Many Chronic Symptoms associated with MCS. In my case, MCS included all of the above, except cancer and pneumonia. I had never had headaches, but developed migraines then. Thankfully, once retired and under the care of an OMD for a couple of years, I can again claim, No more migraines! I still get headaches occasionally from assaults via petrochemically derived fragrance products.

    Of course, workplace personnel were convinced it was all in my head. And if I but changed my attitude, I'd not have any health problems. Nevermind, them changing to safer, fragrance-free and pesticide-free products. Nevermind that sometimes it is a case of MATTER OVER MIND!!! As it is with poisoning by petrochemically derived fragrances and pesticides. (And drugs, I might add. Remember, iatrogenesis is R E A L.)

    Oh, my, how I have digressed. Back to my attempts to ward off dialysis for as long as possible. My regime may sound weird, but I'm now two and a half months past the date given on July 26, 2005, that I'd be ESRD and on dialysis or dead within the year. (Or as that nephrologist so crudely put it: "Check out! You do know what I mean by check out, don't you?" To which I replied, succinctly: Drop Dead!)

    Of course, I have no proof. But I strongly believe, based on my past experiences in trying to control MCS symptoms by drugs, that had I just blithly followed the dictates of the nephrologists, I'd have been one very sick puppy and maybe even dead by now. It's not lost on me that it was predicted I'd be on dialysis or dead by July 26, 2006. I'm convinced -- but how can I possibly prove it? -- that that was the timetable IF I had agreed to have taken the recommended drugs.

    What I do know, and have proof of, is that by doing it my way, I have continued to live life fully, have continued to enjoy such activities as climbing a hay stack structure, sliding down a tube slide, walking through a tunnel of straw bales and up a barn-style ladder to the top of said straw structure. (http://www.hauntedbay.com/reviews/westernrailway2005.shtml or http://www.wrm.org/events/upcoming_events.htm)

    We also recently visited Devil's Post Pile -- http://www.nps.gov/depo/. Also, Rock Creek Canyon -- http://www.monocounty.org/rock-creek/?gclid=CO3Mvtb38ZoCFRMUagodgQrNIw -- for the fall colors, and Virginia City -- http://www.virginiacity-nv.org/.

    We only planned to get to Devil's Post Pile for the past 49 years. The half mile walk up the Morgan Trail at Rock Creek Canyon, at about the 10,000 foot level, was wonderful. We stopped at the vista, rather than going the extra couple miles to Rainbow Falls, for I did make that journey with an oxygen tank on my back . . . and with sandals on my feet to the high amusement of a fisherman.

    Not only do we enjoy life, but I also keep up with laundry, cooking, cleaning, etc. Well, sort of on the house-cleaning! But definitely I keep up with playing with the grandchildren.

    I don't wish to be seen as whistling in the graveyard. Rather, I'd like to think that if any of this helps any other chemically injured person face the diagnosis of death or dialyisis within a year, then I'll have served some greater purpose in life. In the meantime, talk about "hidden disabilities" my kidney disease is hidden . . . unless you look at the blood tests. Still true as of October 24, 2006.

    -- barb


    November 2006

    The bad news is that I started feeling nauseous most of the time, certainly after eating and therefore developed an aversion to the green diet. This past week (last week in October) that seems to be lessening, for which I am thankful. Now that I've had a break, I should try to go back to the greening diet. We'll see what next month brings. I continue to take a Tang Kwei Gin (aka Dang Gui Gin) and Floradix (herbal iron).

    I certainly don't want to get to cocky here as I'm still working under another "dead"line -- I'm due to be dead, or on dialysis, by end of December 2007. My numbers improved dramatically in July when I was seriously on the green diet. I sure hope that they can again. I'll keep working at it! I sure hope my experience lets everyone know that one does not have to take the drugs that make them even sicker. I've had a healthy-feeling two plus years now since diagnosis and for that I'm extremely thankful.

    Please know that one can choose to go drug-free and dialysis-free. We can choose what is reportedly a rather gentle death instead of agony of surgery that may or may not work the first time, and dialysis in an area loaded with chemicals one cannot be around in the first place.

    -- barb


    November 21, 2006

    Still feeling relatively great . . . around the bouts of nausea. It seems that when I do upchuck, it's a case of I eat, I toss, I eat again and it stays with me. That's how I handled months of morning sickness with my first and third pregnancies. The second baby did not cause morning sickness but was, as I used to joke, "born hanging from a chandelier." But back when I lived with morning sickness, I'd eat again, because I was making a baby and I wanted it to be as healthy as possible. Well now, I'm dealing with kidney disease, and I've read time and again that the patient stops eating when dealing with the nauseaus phase and soon dies. I decided if I could eat, puke, eat during pregnancy, I can eat, puke, eat now during kidney disease. Maybe if I can keep going, I'll get through this and then have yet another adventure along this kidney journey.

    But, I'm a little disappointed that my body cannot seem to handle mixed messages. I want my creatinine and BUN to drop, and yes, they did. Yeah! However, I've been working hard at getting the red blood count to go up, but hemoglobin and hematocrit numbers dropped also. That's a decided no-no! I try to play a mental game with myself . . . my new game of see-saw. Red blood cells up, creatinine and BUN down. Hasn't worked. Yet. My doctor does not like the drop to 8.6 for hemoglobin.

    So the medical doctors have an "easy answer" to that little problem. They just give their patients EPO. You may know one of those products by some ads, for instance Procrit.http://procrit.com/nephrology/kidney.jsp.

    Alas, I see the possible adverse events associated with synthetic EPO and wonder: WHY should I want more MCS symtpoms? Wouldn't all of that just be iatrogenesis? (Patient made sick, or prematurely dead, by doctor under the guise of "healing.") Fortunately, my internist is willing to walk this journey with me, monitoring for now my blood work, to see if I can't turn things around. Perhaps I can, with time and my alternative healing modalities. We'll see. That's what this page is all about. Of course, it looks like there's little hope, but I'm not about to go off in a corner and turn up my toes. YET. And, so far, I've still been able to avoid the artificial EPO.

    I did discover that one can show anemia if one doesn't take her B-12 properly. And just guess who was guilty of that this past month. So, back on B12 and folic acid.

    -- barb


    The dawning of a new year: 2007

    Happy New Year!

    That phrase means more to me with each passing year. May I wish you all many more and may you all be healthy enough to enjoy receiving such wishes!

    January notes:

    And, just so you can see that I still look . . . and I tell you I still FEEL . . . quite healthy, here is a picture of me the end of December 2006, sporting my new sweatshirt. It is a gift from my brother and sis-in-law. Now you know I'm not fudging, because it is my World Series gift number two. First it was my beloved Cardinals winning the World Series and then the special commemorative sweatshirt, picked out for me by my sis-in-law and brother.

    For those interested in baseball, I grew up following the Cards in the 40s and 50s. My grandmother and great uncle used to take me to old Sportsman's Park. My dad and I were the avid fans in our household and would listen to the games in the car, when we were in the Ozarks on the weekend. The car got better static reception (Yes, static reception) than did the log cabin home, which didn't have electricity for the first several years we had the place. Eventually, wires were strung, but those early years saw me doing homework by kerosene lamp.

    I graduated from a one-room school house when my family moved to the beautiful Arcadia Valley in 1951. Quite a change from the St. Louis school with it's home ec for girls and shop for boys, plus a fancy gym, in which I could never excel. While I could not then get to the games anymore, I was able to follow them on a radio, in a home that had electricity.

    My love of the Cards followed me westward so that while my hubby rooted for the Giants, I cheered on the Cards . . . we found common ground when the A's moved to Oakland. And that brings me to Tony LaRussa. My favorite manager . . . I rooted for him in Oakland and continued as a fan of his when he moved to St. Louis. He won the heart of my aunt, who wondered why in all the years of her marriage, she refused to learn the joy of baseball to share that with her husband. Well, at least she could share it with me until her death at 95.5 years.

    This past July, our son sent a copy of a great read . . . Three Nights in August. About, none other than Tony La Russa. Having read that book, it sure put me in the mood for rooting on the Cards in this World Series. I'm so pleased that they answered my wishes: To see the Cards win the World Series before I died.

    Now, for my next wish: To live longer . . . in a more peaceful world, with an administration that is more mindful of planet Earth and all its beings. Time will tell.

    -- barb


    February 13, 2007

    Hemoglobin is 8.8. Oh, oh. I got the word that I'm supposed to not be able to get out of bed.

    I WHAT???? CAN'T GET OUT OF BED? I went on to ask: Do you know what all I did today? And without giving her a chance to even begin to answer I started telling her about the cabinets I had washed down, the kitchen and bathroom floors I had washed, the laundry I did . . . I couldn't believe my ears. Can't get out of bed????

    Good thing I had such a busy day, or who knows, what my mind might have done. This way, I knew that not being able to get out of bed was only a figment of the minds of Kaiser personnel, but had nothing to do with reality for one Barb Wilkie. I dare say, that was a good lesson to be learned.

    Well, there you have the numbers. However, to look at me and to see me in action, you'd not have a clue that there's a thing wrong with me. Talk about hidden disabilities . . . MCS still can knock me for a loop if I encounter pesticides or fragrances. Fortunately, once I got past the poisoning by the Utility Pole pesticides APPLIED WITHOUT ANY WARNING! September 2005 or so, I've not had to encounter those poisons.

    But fragrances are always around to be breathed into my body . . . and the bodies of others too, whether or not they are cognizant of growing harm at this point in their lives. But, assuming the air I breathe is fairly clear, you sure can't tell I'm expected to be "bed-ridden." Thus far, kidney disease for me is another "hidden disability." Up to this point, luckily for me, my incapacitation is only in the minds of Kaiser staff.

    I choose a healthy life despite disease over a life on drugs that more quickly leads one to dialysis and death.


    March 13, 2007

    About a week before this blood test, I was put on Zeolites (Waiora). I've had quite a time of it with most of my detox reactions being stomach related. Vomiting a few times, but mostly nausea that there was little escaping, although acupuncture relieved and so did acupressure points. Additionally, making teas of ginger helped. And then there were the incessent burps. My doctor took me off them three days after this test and I've been off them for three days now. Feeling better, no longer nauseous, no more vomiting and the burps are fewer and further between.

    Symptoms for worsening kidney disease are so much like MCS symptoms, fragrance poisoning symptoms and detox reactions that my doc wanted to make sure it was the Zeolites causing my reactions rather than worsening kidney disease . . . despite the fact that my numbers have improved to some extent and those that haven't improved are holding their own.


    March 30, 2007

    So now, I'm eight months past my original "dead"line. No new numbers, yet, but back on Zeolites at a lower amount to avoid, for the time being at any rate, the nauseousness. But, I've been told that as Zeolites normalize abnormal numbers in blood tests, I don't want to be off them completely. IF you'd like to learn more about Zeolites, you may wish to click out to . . .
    -- barb


    Early April 2007

    Our car was in the shop for minor repairs. We were anticipating a visit from Betty Bridges. Betty was coming out to visit us, but also agreed to meet with EHN and speak before us on April 14th. Big plans. Bill and I were excited as a couple of kids . . . and so were EHN members. Betty was coming! Betty was coming!

    So, the car was being prepared for the occasion. Alas, our wonderful mechanics thought they'd do us a favor and they sprayed it so it would smell really nice. NICE? Air "fresheners"? It smelled like a toxic waste dump. I couldn't be in it. Bill did the driving when we had to use it that weekend and I rode in it briefly with my head hanging out the window like an old dog.

    We picked up a friend to take him for a walk on the Berkeley Pier, and while I got out of the poisonous car, Bill waited inside, stating to me how fragrances didn't bother him. So barb the woose got out of the car. Good move on my part, for by the time Tuesday rolled around, our acupuncturist discovered that Bill's heart was totally out of whack. He always has low to good blood pressure and a steady beat, but not that day. The most I could get out of him, was he "felt a little weak." He would not go to Kaiser. Period.

    I kept trying to talk him into seeking some help, but he's even more stubborn than I am. We picked Betty up about midnight on Thursday-Friday and brought her home. She tried to talk Bill into having his heart checked for she wasn't any better able to get a reasonable reading on him than I was . . . and she was a nurse in her former life (before being poisoned by a scented cleaner in her former workplace).

    We then came up to Friday the 13th. What an auspicious day that turned out to be. Read on.

    -- barb


    April 13, 2007

    Three tests over six days. Arrrrghhhhhh When you see the numbers, you might understand why I wrote down my diary, which has become a bit of a book . . . The following title and chapter headings should provide a bit of a clue as to what we were going through.

    Title: Good intentions paved THAT road . . .

    Chpt. 1 - Oy vey! (car poisoned by deodorizer added as a gratuity by mechanics. Took three days of ozone generating to clear it enough for me to be in it again. The final day was following Ashley's advice of running for an hour, off for an hour to air it out, back running for an hour , then off ... throughout the day. Thank YOU, Ashley!)

    Chpt. 2 - Irregular irregular (husband's heart, high BP, extremely erratic and extremely fast pulse . . . HE, who always claimed fragrances never bothered him, at most, only gave him a headache. Ah Huh)

    Chpt. 3 - Our angel with two wings (Betty Bridges comes to town . . . two wings vs. the one wing that our dear friend and mentor, Irene Wilkenfeld -- passed away February 29, 2004, the result of Chlordane exposure 34 years before -- had ascribed to all of us. Irene had claimed that we all were one-winged angels holding up one another. A beautiful thought I've tried to hold near and dear to me down through the years.)

    Chpt. 4 - Dead on the kitchen floor (Kaiser doctor filling in for my doctor called me with that bit of hysteria at 8 a.m, Friday the 13th; the good news is Betty got us both into ER . . . Bill was kept overnight because his heart was really out of whack due to the strongly scented car deodorizers; I was released to my own recognizance that afternoon, when potassium showed a drop. But, "Dead on the kitchen floor" is further explained in larger tale, below.)

    Chpt. 5 - What are friends and kids for? . . . Much did I know (Betty here to guide us, daughters with the four youngest grandchildren arrived to also help and visit)

    Chpt. 6 - Lost and found (perfume poisoning led to my losing my purse, found by an honest fellow with Velo Sport in Berkeley. Then my local daughter's neighbor's daughter played hide and seek -- for a while -- too successfully. She was found hiding in a closet . . . after we all frantcially combed the neighborhood. This when Betty joined us at our local daughter's to see another section of the Bay Area before her departure.)

    Chpt. 7 - Here we go again . . . and again . . . and again (the umpteenth time I had to call Kaiser, trying to inform them that I was still very much alive and it wasn't my fault that their emergency room computers do not talk with the rest of their computer system and the downloading of the chip happens, WHENEVER. It still hadn't happened by the evening of April 18, which meant, there was no record of my being in ER on the 13th. And the really irritating thing about that experience? Learning that Kaiser staff don't know how to pick up a telephone and call to ER to see if, indeed, a patient did go in as requested.)

    Chpt. 8 - Home again, home again, jiggity jig (All of our visitors arrived at their respective homes safely)

    Chpt. 9 - A Kaiser we will come, A Kaiser we will come, hi, ho the dairy oh, A Kaiser we will come (more tests: blood for barb; blood, urologist and ecocardiogram for Bill)

    Chpt. 10 - The leg that was a melon (That will teach THAT leg to never cramp again! Of that I feel sure if there is anything at all to this mind over matter stuff. The cramp was eased into little kernals of cramps and then eventually totally gone. But the work made the calf swell, hence my the leg that was a melon line. The great news is that even though it had swelled, I could use the leg, which hadn't been true during that three-hour long cramp. This chapter had nothing to do with Kaiser . . . thought I'd throw in something different for a change.)


    April 2007 -- Dead on the kitchen floor! Not.

    Friday, the 13th, no less. We had just welcomed Betty Bridges (Fragranced Products Information Network) at midnight, and Betty and I were having a gab fest that morning as the phone rang at 8 a.m. I received a call from a doctor filling in for my internist. She was a tad hysterical about my having to race into Kaiser Emergency or otherwise I could be dead on the kitchen floor within 24 hours. She would not accept my statement that my heart was fine, that my body can handle a bit more potassium. She was adament as the blood test I had the day before indicated that I had a potassium reading of 6.09 and the allowable high is 5.3.

    Betty talked to me ever so gently about it being best to go in. She also knew that Bill was having troubles with his heart and convinced me that if I'd go, we could get Bill in, which was really important. With Bill, she told him that if he would consent to go in, he'd be able to get me in to be re-checked. And so with that, we eventually headed to Kaiser's ER. I had blood drawn for a potassium check . . . it was already on its way down. I also had an ECG and that proved my heart was as OK as I had told the doctor it was. I signed myself out, asking -- and being assured -- that the Urgent Care appointment that was booked for me against my wishes would be canceled. As it turned out, it wasn't.

    Although I was at Kaiser that entire day because my husband did have heart problems due to deodorizers having been applied heavily to our car, Kaiser hadn't a clue. Now please keep in mind that line about being dead on the kitchen floor for it rears up later.

    My husband's problem was the result of deodorizers in our car. Alas, it was our well-meaning mechanics who applied the deodorizers because they didn't know that fragrances are neurotoxins that can adversely affect the cardiovascular system!

    Because of my having MCS, my husband did the driving while the little time I was in the car I had my head out the window. As it turned out, I was spared the severe health effects, but he had them. It is the only time his heart has ever gone haywire and with no other reasons for the readings -- and he was tested around the clock -- the doctors agreed that it was the deodorizers that caused his adverse events that kept him in the hospital two days.

    But, while I was at Kaiser, along with Betty Bridges, who really got both Bill and me there, no one in Kaiser out side of the Emergency Room knew that I had been seen by doctors in ER. Why? Because ER had to download a chip for the information to get into the main computer system. Not only that, they seem to take their jolly good time to do just that. By 4:30 the following Wednesday, there still was no computer record available, showing anyone that I had indeed gone into Emergency on Friday the 13th of April 2007. Now ain't that somethin'?

    So, unfolding in other areas of Kaiser, where no one had a clue as to where I was that day, they decided to call and call and call . . . my home. And then they called some more, trying to reach me. By dinner hour, Betty and I had gone to eat, and then were on our way back, having also talked with my local daughter who we knew was on her way down to Kaiser with her son in tow. She was had to be on the i-80 Corridor, traveling in traffic that is always heavy on a Friday evening heading to the City.

    Betty and I were about a block from the ER, when my cell phone rang. "Oh, Lord," thought I, "Bill." But when I answered, I heard, "Berkeley Police Department." Sigh of relief. Not about Bill.

    "Oh, Lord, Liz!" I asked about the welfare of our local daughter . . . but then the voice said "No, it is Barbara Wilkie, we are worried about." "Me?????"

    "Well, only if you are Barbara Wilkie," replied the officer. I assured her I was and I asked again about my daughter. The officer replied that she knew nothing of a problem with my daughter, that she was told to look in on a Barbara Wilkie who was undoubtedly dead on the kitchen floor.

    Well, that's kind of funny now, but when I got home late that night from Kaiser, with Betty Bridges and our daughter and her son, there were seven phone calls from Kaiser trying to reach me to convince me that I was going to be dead if I didn't get right into Emergency. Apparently no one thought to call down to Emergency to see if perchance I had arrived, had my tests, canceled the urgent care appointment, was released. But call our house they did. OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

    Obviously, Kaiser doesn't give up easily. Not when they are on a roll. I do see that that is a good thing, but it would have been great if just one of those calls directed to my home had actually checked in with their own ER department to see if I had been there. Oh, well.

    Because I never answered the phone -- because I was in ER at Kaiser! -- they sent out the Berkeley police officer. And when she couldn't reach me by rapping on my door, she went next door. When she told our neighbor that I was dead on the kitchen floor, he said, "NO WAY! I was just talking with her." But, he was eating dinner when she knocked and in his hand was a glass of wine. No problem, except the officer saw the wine and decided she couldn't take a chance on just how long ago that "I was just talking with her" was. When the officer didn't fully believe our neighbor, he gave her my cell phone number and that's how she came to call me, scaring the living daylights out of me. First about my husband and then about my daughter who was in transit with her son.

    I told the officer that I was with "Nurse Betty," and that we were both doing fine. I added that I just saw my daughter walk up toward ER, so she and her son were fine, and now we're heading in to visit my husband again. I thanked her for her concern and she said she'd call Kaiser. But, of course, Kaiser was closed up for the night and she couldn't even leave a message at the number she was supposed to call. The next morning, the phone calls started again, but of course, Betty, Liz, her son and I were all back at Kaiser. We all had had a good old fashioned Hen Party (plus my grandson), on Friday night and Saturday morning, then we headed back to Kaiser. Betty and I visited with Bill for a time, and then left him to our daughter's care for his dismissal while Betty and I headed to our EHN meeting, where Betty had agreed to speak.

    When we got home, I discovered that history repeats itself -- several more phone calls from Kaiser wondering where I was -- but this time, they at least left the cops out of the scenario. They were still actively trying to get me in for an urgent care appointment. They had wanted to give me a potassium binder, even though my potassium reading had dropped to for my body, safe enough levels. They still couldn't understand that there was no way I was going to suffer a potassium binder under my particular circumstances at that particular time and therefore had canceled the urgent care appointment that I had not even made for myself.

    Eventually I got it all straightened out -- but not without some to do the next week. My Oregon daughter, having also arrived to visit her Pops in the hospital, was still here to coach me through clearing up the mess for Kaiser. Call ER and ask to speak to the head nurse, she told me. I was able to make that connection and thereby got all the information about my appearance there on Friday to pass on to Ugent Care staff and my own doctor's office as well. I was assured that shortly Kaiser would have a systemwide computer network and they'd not have this trouble again. I strongly suggested they use the phone to try calling within their own facility first before assuming someone is dead on the kitchen floor. For surely, what happens to me also happens to many others. It would be good to avoid this added trouble for the patient . . . and Kaiser staff.

    On Saturday afternoon, our local daughter and her son got Bill out of the hospital while Betty and I headed to Ec House. Betty graciously spoke to EHN members, who put off the regular monthly meeting a week to make sure she could visit the group. Folks were thrilled Betty Bridges had come to town!

    Also, on Saturday, our youngest daughter put her kids into the car and drove down from Oregon to be with her Pops, and also to meet Betty. So Betty got to meet our two daughters and the four youngest grandchildren. Our Oregon daughter's youngest son really took to Betty, and spent a long time sitting on her lap, beaming. He looked as if he had captured the prize! Betty loved it.

    Betty's visit was too soon over, but to Bill and me, it felt as though we'd been touched by an Angel. She flew into town just in the nick of time to get him into the hospital for care he needed. We weren't able to do the things we had hoped to do, but we did do a couple of things besides going to Kaiser. We did keep our massage therapy appointments at NHI and we did keep our Friday night dinner reservation on the Bay . . . just sans Bill. And in heading back to the airport, we took her the roundabout way, over the Golden Gate Bridge, so she could at least see a little of it and that part of San Francisco. However, it was very foggy, so so much for that brilliant idea. At least she was one the GG Bridge! Her flight home was smoother than the one out here and we remain grateful for her visit for so many reasons.

    -- barb-not-so-dead-on-the-kitchen-floor wilkie
    April 19, 2007


    May 13, 2007

    We had an absolutely wonderful Mother's Day with our local daughter and her family. My four-year old grandson, who is tall and broad-shouldered for his age, is still just four at heart. With the exhuberance of a four year old, he came running and threw himself into my arms in their back yard. I caught him. Thought little of it, but did suggest that in the future, it would probably be best to treat me like an old grandma, for I was soon to be 69 and I'm not as strong as I used to be. We had a deal. All was well.

    Returned home after a grand time and great barbque and went to bed that night as usual. Fell asleep. No problem. Awoke in the middle of the night to head to the john -- a frequency problem that accompanies kidney disease -- and I couldn't move.

    Talk about something being a "pain in the neck," I now had a new appreciation of that expression. I've had a stiff neck before and it wasn't fun, but this was beyond anything I'd felt before in my life. Not even a White Cloud treatment on my neck has ever been so painful as that cramp was that night. I couldn't lift my head off the pillow. Not even with help from Bill. It was excruciating pain, and beyond description. And, I really, REALLY had to go.

    At least my brain was still functioning through the pain, although looking back upon that occasion, I still wonder at that. I had the presence of mind to explain to Bill where I had stored TravelJohn disposable urinal bags -- http://www.drugstore.com:80/products/prod.asp?pid=85832&catid=10542. (One of many sources. Again, please do your own research.) Because he is who he is, it took several frustrating (for both of us!) trips down and back up the stairs for Bill to get me the actual Travel John, but once he got my request straight, I was able to use it while lying on my side. No mistakes in the bed, either. Once that problem of mine was solved, then I could think about asking for the Traumeal. By that time, he was less anxious and had an easier time of doing my bidding for me. I rubbed some of the Traumeel into my neck and eventually, I was able to raise my head off the pillow about a half inch. We then tried working together to help me sit up in bed, taking my pillow along with my head and neck. That worked. Once up, I did not lie back down, but sat on the couch for the rest of the night, veging out watching movies.

    The next morning, bright and early, Bill drove me out to my chiropractor and she quickly worked me in before her regular patients that day. I was indeed thankful. Next stop was to my local acupuncturist and with his needles, and massage skills, I wound up with a fully functioning neck in short order.

    II had high hopes that that was to be the last of such a serious neck cramp.


    June 1, 2007

    Well, first off, we hit our 50th wedding anniversary . . . and celebrated with a dinner that included, for me, a ribeye steak. A serious No-No when dealing with kidney disease or perhaps, it could be argued, health in general. Nonetheless, it was delicious and I relished every bite . . . now back to greens.

    The timing was not excellent, as the blood test happened within a few days of the celebration, which I think may account for the increased reading in the creatinine. We'll see what next month brings. Of course, it could simply be the easily recognizable sign that the kidneys continue to fail, despite a generally excellent renal diet -- certainly a diet far superior to the one Kaiser gave me, which would kill in a flash an already chemically injured patient.

    IF only Kaiser would generally recognize chemical injury. Maybe so many patients wouldn't wind up with renal disease. Asthma. ADD. Cancers. Pakinson's. Alzheimer's. Heart disease. Strokes. Obesity. Reproduction problems along with fetal development troubles. The list of diseases is long, but longer is the list of toxins used to concoct modern flavors and fragrances. Caveat Emptor!

    -- barb


    Diet stuff changed quite a bit in June 2007.

    See A scary venture: Flying in the face of medical "wisdom."]

    June 10, 2007

    I'm greening my diet and going RAW. That's vegetables, of course. More on that under A scary venture: Flying in the face of medical "wisdom." -- barb] http://users.lmi.net/~wilworks/ehnlinx/kidneybw.htm#venture

    Well, the two days preceding this blood test were hot. Now I know "hot" is relative, for I grew up on the southside of St. Louis. But, the temps here were in the 80s and 90s and that was hot enough to again outgas the horrendous deodorizer chemicals that had been put in our car this past April -- as a gratuity and without our knowledge -- by our mechanics. The toxins continued to outgass in the heat, despite three separate days of ozone generating that the mechanics did in a supreme, but seeminly futile effort to eradicate those neurotoxins and other noxious chemicals. Could those volatilizing chemicals have played a role in these numbers? Time may tell.


    A scary venture: Flying in the face of medical "wisdom"

    By Barb Wilkie; June 2007

    I am trying something new. To me, at any rate. It flies in the face of "medical wisdom" as it has me eating potassium- and sodium-rich foods. And, drinking "tons" of water.

    With worsening kidney health -- not only the creatinine and BUN had soared, but the hemoglobin and hematocrit (red blood cells) had dropped to the lowest I'd be allowed to go without medical intervention being strongly suggested.

    As I saw it, I lived long enough to make it to my golden anniversary and if I'd like to aim for another milestone, say another decade or so, I'd best do something. Something short of medical intervention, that is. For I already live with chemical injury . . . MCS . . . Multiple Chemical Sensitivity (or Sensitization as I prefer to think of it) -- the disability that cannot say its name out loud. Our healthcare system, as good or as bad as you may feel it is, is terrible -- beyond terrible, in my opinion -- when it comes to further polluting its patients with superfluous toxins benignly labeled "fragrance." Along with pesticides and prescribed drugs, I might add.

    I've had more than my share of Kaiser scentitizing experiences the past couple of months in being with my husband for his various tests as he is now battling prostate cancer. Again and again, my body has screamed at me: Kaiser is a source of air pollution due to all the fragrances everywhere. I could not use the bathroom in Emergency without being poisoned when I was called in in April for my too-high potassium reading. (At least the staff back in Emergency were not loaded with fragrances and for that I was thankful.)

    But, fellow patients were enough to do me in . . . And on that score, Kaiser for whatever reason seems to steadfastly refuse to begin an education program of its staff, members and visitors. Why? Kaiser is a "society" of members and surely its many publications and notices stuck up on walls and in elevators could begin carrying the message: Fragrance products are volatilizing chemicals that pollute the air for all. Please do not use or wear scented products when coming to Kaiser. If they want to elaborate, they could add something like this: Fragrances should be used only among consenting, nonpregnant adults in the privacy of your own home.

    Kaiser could educate patients and visitors, and certainly their own staff. All staff. Doctors, nurses, medical assistants, as well as all admistrative staff, and even contractors. There is no reason why any one of those folks have to wear the superfluous toxins commonly and benignly known as "fragrance."

    IF the product has the word "fragrance" on the label, it is poison to your body and the bodies of others. Just what kind of poison and what it will do to your body, may yet to be determined in some cases. In others, we are already fighting diseases that are often called "UNEXPLAINED" by the doctors. They just know they can diagnose a distinct disease, but they often don't have a clue as to cause. OF course, they choose not to look at the commonly used petrochemical-derived fragrances, let alone artificial flavors or pesticides, OR prescribed drugs.

    So, knowing how my body reacts when I'm around Kaiser and its plethora of scents, I had my blood drawn for a microscopic test of live and dried blood cells. My cells all ganged up, were terribly misshappened, had "bull's eye" like centers of white showing -- generally, my sample of live and dried blood showed my diet was far too acidic. Too many carbohydrates and protein.

    But, it would have been even worse -- if that is possible -- IF I had followed the renal diet handed me by my first of three Kaiser nephrologists (the fourth one I saw was then at UCSF) -- I've not seen any of them more than once. Too much fear mongering drug pushing, and not enough sound encouragement to try to manage both MCS and renal disease. My internist, on the other hand, recognizes MCS and is working with me to handle it and my stage five renal disease. (Of course, should I get to the point of needing dialysis -- IF I decide to try that -- I'll have to find a nephrologist.)

    I was told that to stand a chance of improving my kidney function -- my "scrubbers" don't work, but my kidneys continue to produce urine -- I had to begin greening my meals. I immediately asked: What about the potassium? Any vegetable that is good for the general population is on the NO-NO list for the renal patient because of its high content of magnesium and/or potassium. I was told, THAT is exactly what I needed, along with lots of salt and water. But not just any water. Iodized water. And if you don't have an iodizer, then distilled water that's been doctored with an activator and baking soda. And, not just table salt. That's bad for everyone. Himalayan salt is what is recommended.

    GULP!

    Before starting greening and salting our bodies, we went through a couple of weeks of transition. During that time, we had the anniversary celebration with the kids in mid June (our kids are all still in their 40s, and they have kids ranging in age from 19 to 3). My husband and I split a serving of salmon and fresh steamed vegetables, along with each of us having a salad. We had a grand time at Parkside Cafe in Stinson Beach -- http://www.parksidecafe.com/ -- and had an alkalizing meal to boot.

    As with most things in our 50 years, we are now on this diet together. Bill is battling a recently diagnosed aggressive prostate cancer and I am still waging war on renal disease. Together we had our blood tested; together we had our blood re-tested. In two weeks time, just in the two-week transition stage, we both saw remarkable improvement in the look and shape of our red blood cells. We could even see white cells moving in for the kill of some bacteria. Very interesting! Our source of education and entertainment? Justin Schmidt -- http://www.phitness.us/ -- who was trained by Robert O. Young, PhD of pHMiracleLiving.com. To see the book, go to http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0446528099/ref=ase_wwwphmiraclel-20/102-0138622-6385721.

    After a week on the greens diet, I asked for an interim blood test through Kaiser. The potassium count had gone up to 5.7 that first week, however, as I've lived through a potassium reading of 6, I did not hear a peep from Kaiser about the potassium being too high this time. While I had cramps at that time, which ran along my feet and hands, legs and arms, I did not have an irregular heart beat. That I tend to get when my potassium is lower, like Kaiser likes it.

    And now, following the second week of this special alkalizing diet, many of my blood cells look normal under a microscope and I no longer have any trouble with cramps. We'll see what the July and August Kaiser blood test readings tell us . . . I'm hoping against hope that the creatinine and BUN will drop dramatically and the red blood cells will show an increase and that the rest of the stuff will all normalize nicely. Pipe dream? Why not? For more on pH balancing, see below. What is the immediate good sign? A drop in blood pressure. While still running too high to please Kaiser, it only goes into the low 150s with a fragrance assault, instead of up over 200 or in the 190s, which it has been known to do in the not too distant past. We even spent a night at Stinson with fabric softeners in the air, and I held steady in the 140s. Unbelieveable for me. It must be the alkalizing of the blood . . . for there are too many records of my blood pressure soaring when exposed to fragrance products, and espeically fabric softeners.

    Stay tuned . . . follow along with the blood tests. See if this alkalizing diet might be something you would wish to try.

    Alkalizing -- sugar and yeast reduced -- diet roughly means we eat NO vinegar, potatoes, mushrooms, beans, oranges, bananas, beets, carrots, wheat, breads of any standard description, certainly no desserts . . . although we did eat millet bread during transition. We eat NO dairy -- but then, many doctors tell renal patients and cancer patients, "NO DAIRY." We also do not eat generally sweet stuff, which is why we eat no beets, oranges or carrots. IF we need something sweet, it's Stevia that we take on our occasional bowl of Buckwheat cereal. But we find that if we open a packet of that, we share just a teeny amount as it is excessively sweet by our standards.

    We do eat -- and I dare say, enjoy! -- avocados, artichokes, asparagus, lettuce, kale, cucumbers, tomatoes, broccoli, spinach, cauliflower (mashed to make faux mashed potatoes), grapefruit, limes and lemons. The later three, while seemingly acidic, supposedly become alkaline in your body.

    Thus far, this is all the good news . . . and it remains so for my husband, but then, he was not living with chemical injury since age five, and made far worse in a toxic workplace, either. (You can drop to the record of the July blood test.)

    But in my case, I'm not only living with stage five kidney disease, but also the effects of living for 64 years with varying degrees of chemical injury. So, by the end of June, I started experiencing some really strange symptoms. The worst of it was Parkinson's-like symptoms, which lasted three weeks, but with lessoning jerks, shakes and tremors as the time wore on. By my birthday, mid-July, I only had an occasional buzz around my lips or in my finger tips and got through my birthday celebration without a spasm.

    -- barb


    June 2007

    Well, that Friday the 13th this past April actually proved to be a lucky day, in a strange sort of way, which is why in the story above I called it an auspicous day.

    Yes, having our car sprayed for us with deodorizer led to all sorts of heart havoc for Bill. Yes, Bill was kept in at Kaiser overnight. Yes, they thought I was dead on the kitchen floor . . . and hadn't even thought to phone to ER to see if I had come in as told to have my briefly high potassium count retested, along with being given an ECG.

    But, I had known for some time (a couple of years or so), that my husband had a serious problem and there was little I could do about it. I had tried suggesting he take saw palmetto, see a doctor, tell his acupuncturist, etc., etc. All I did was cause serious upheaval. He kept telling me he was fine . . . not sick like me. (What, it's a sin to have a disease? I didn't get his attitude at all, but what's to be done?)

    So, yes, it was horrible that our vehicle was poisoned for us by well-meaning mechanics who used deodorizers in it. And yes, that caused a great deal of hassle until we could get it ozoned out sufficiently . . . not to mention, several other times of hot weather when the heat of the sun continued its outgassing! But, as that poisoning put Bill in the hospital because of his heart's adverse events due to the deodorizers, he could no longer hide his little problem from everyone. And out of all of that, came a trip to Urology after he was released from his overnight in the hospital.

    Because of his cancer of the prostate gland, he couldn't urinate properly to fully empty his bladder and because of that Bill started developing kidney disease as well. Just what this family needed: husband and wife kidney patients!

    There was an "easy answer" for his condition: Nephrostomy. At first the idea of that surgery scared the daylights out of us, but his doctor soon convinced us he had to have it or go on dialysis permanently. There was still time to recoup his kidneys, but he had to OK the surgery immediately. To learn more about Nephrostomies, see http://www.surgeryencyclopedia.com/La-Pa/Nephrostomy.html

    Day followed day. Lots of concern as test after test was performed. Following several cancer-type tests, plus biopsy, we were told just before our 50th anniversary, on June 1, that Biill had "an aggressive prostatic cancer, metastasised to the bone in several places, as well as to a lymph node in his groin. He was put on Lupron.

    Later, that fall, he began Vitamin C drips and he also added Poly MVA -- http://www.polymva.com/ -- to his treatment plan. The latter two, through my/our holistic doctor.(Again I state: I'm not recommending anything, just providing information on what we are doing. Please do your own research!)

    Throughout all of his tests and ordeals, we had one or another or even all three of our kids joining us. We both depended upon them for the cheer they brought in addition to the moral support they gave. Fortunately, we have the capacity as a family for turning a troublesome time into quality family time . . . and that has held us in good stead over the years. Despite the serious issues we were facing, we had joy in our hearts and all around us, thanks to our kids, the staff at Kaiser and our fine team of alternative practitoners.


    June 16, 2007

    The middle of June, Bill just out of surgery for his nephrostomy, and still feeling weak from all he'd been through since April, we all got together and took over three suites of a motel on Stinson Beach for the night in order to have a full family celebration of our 50th. All the kids of all ages were out of school. We had excellent weather . . . we couldn't have had better had we been able to place a special order. It was wonderful and we were so thankful to once again to have the blessings of the kids upon us.

    The one embarrassing moment that came out of that adventure was that night when I had the second serious neck cramp of my life. The first one happened the night of Mother's Day and was probably the result of Niko flying into my arms. This second one, I brought on all by myself.

    The kids (now in their 40s with kids of their own) all had wonderful memories of our days of going to Stinson Beach when they were little. They all wanted to gather there for the anniversary celebration. And, they all wanted Mom to make her salami sandwiches with cheese and tomatoes and onions . . . "just like in the old days." Only difference is: Five people, three of them small vs. 14 people with only four of six who could still be considered small. Big difference. Oh, I had enough bread, salami, cheese, tomatoes and red onions . . . plus chips and drinks . . . no problem there. The problem came, however, from cutting all that bread, cheese, tomatoes and onions. I was doing that on the beach to order. Good ol' mom. At the time, I didn't think anything of it, except it sure was fun to see everyone so happy and so enjoying their lunch. Even Bill and I loved the sandwiches, sans the cheese (yes, I allowed myself a little salami). We had a grand time in the waves and on the beach.

    Everyone used scentless sun screen, except Bill who chose to use nothing at all and me, who did to myself what my mother used to do to me when I was small. We had apple chunks with us for snacks and so I rubbed apple upon my body. Of course the older grandkids thought that was highly amusing, but at the end of the day, I was not burned. Bill was. All the kids were despite their sun screen, but my skin happens to like the malic acid in the apples and that protected me just fine and dandy.

    We all had dinner down the street at the Parkside Cafe, and then back down to the beach to enjoy the sunset and the stars shining brightly. Eventually it was bedtime. It was set up so Bill and I would have the main bedroom, while our local daughter and her family shared the extra bed adjacent to the living room couch, where their son was put to sleep. All was well, until all of a sudden, I let out a sundden cry. The noise was unbidden, it was just there. There at the top of my lungs. There because suddenly my neck went into a horrendoous spasm. There for Liz to come flying in to see what in the world was wrong with her mother now. Fortuanately, she has great fingers for massage, and as I never go anywhere without the Traumeel, she was able to massage some into my neck. But again, I could not go back to lying down.

    So, they moved their four-year old in to share their bed with them . . . and as most kids do, that means he sprawled all over that bed, leaving them barely inches of space. Then our daughter fixed the couch so it was no longer a bed, but once again, a couch. And there I sat. Sat like the Queen, looking straight into their bedroom. For the entire night. Talk about a mother-in-law! I try to be unobtrusive in the lives of my children-in-law, but I certainly felt very out of place that night. Nonetheless, we were all able to fall fast asleep.

    As it turned out, Bill had an early morning appointment in Oakland, and so the kids had decided that our eldest and youngest would watch over our local grandson that day, along with all of theirs. The two sons-in-law returned to their jobs, and our local daughter was going to drive Bill and me back to town for appointments. Again, a surprise visit to my kind chiropractor, again a quick call for more help from my local acupuncturist, and somewhere in all of that, while I was being administered to, our local daughter was able to get her Pops to his appointment. All's well that ends well. Again we are thankful.

    End of June 2007 - July 2007 . . .

    A new adventure. Trouble is, I live with both kidney disease and MCS and frankly, it is difficult to tell which is rearing its ugly head, when. But, life does get interesting!

    One of the things that was unusual for me, was the start of the "Herky-Jerkies," or "involuntary muscular movements."

    It first came to our attention with a rather dramatic moment on June 29. Our local daughter had come to our home for a phone visit with Bill's urologist. Before the scheduled phone conversation, I had made a blueberry smoothie with coconut milk and was going to pour it into a glass for Bill. The next thing we knew, it was all over the table and he was yelling, What the hell did you do that for? For to drive you nuts, said I.

    But really, I was as surprised as he and our daughter. I quickly proceeded to clean it up, while our daughter poured the rest of it for her dad. I really had no excuse. It certainly wasn't anything I planned to do and all I could really come up with was, "My arm just sort of jerked."

    That even sounded lame to me. But, in retrospect, that is exactly what happened and it was the first of many such movements.

    There was one time in this stretch that I was going down our front steps, got to the bottom and started saying, Ow, Ow, OW, OW. I was stuck. Stuck on the word and stuck in that spot. Bill said, "Why don't you move your foot?" Now there was a real solution as he spied me stepping on my right big toe with my left heel.

    Having an answer for everything, I stated to Bill, "I would if I could!"

    However, the truth of the matter was that I had one of those involuntary movements and then my leg locked for a while. When it finally released, I moved my heel off my toe and continued on as if nothing were amiss. Bill was shaking his head a lot during that month.

    There were a couple of more incidences of note, and I hope they make you laugh, for that is the point with this part of the tale. You gotta laugh when stuff like this happens or you'll go nuts!

    There was the time we were lying in bed reading and Bill said something sweet. I reached up to gently pat his cheek in thanks. However, what I really did was haul off and slap him one. A good one! It really popped on his cheek. Bill looked hurtfully startled and asked, "Now what the hell did I do?" And through my giggles, already tearing down my own defense, I told him that was supposed to have been a little love pat, but my hand got away from me. He said that it felt more like 50 years of pent-up emotion. I laughed all the harder. One may well wonder, How has this marriage survived. And my answer would be: Life is full of little surprises . . .

    The next two episodes involved White Cloud. One, I was seated facing him while he was rolling my lower legs with his jade balls when all of a sudden my lower jaw went swinging wide and wildly to the left and just as quickly swung back to the right. Like a pendulum gone whacky.

    But, I capped that with a query that left White Cloud not knowing if he should allow himself to be highly amused, or very concerned. I asked, "Did you see THAT?" He assured me he had, and wondered how anyone could have missed that action. I really had no idea anyone could get that much side-to-side action out of one's lower jaw. I learned.

    The other time White Cloud healed the boo-boo that happened when I was crushing ice with a little, metal individual, hand held ice cube crusher.

    My right hand jerked when I was going to crush the ice cube and somehow or other, I wound up catching the fatty pad of my left thumb in between the metal pieces for the top and bottom of the crusher and I pinched it to the point of severe bruising and swelling.

    I put ice on it right away and just sat down for a while, figuring that was better than just fainting where I stood. Bill again asked, "What the hell did you think you were doing?" He always asks such salient questions! "Crushing my thumb!" was my response. As you've learned by now, I always have a ready response!

    So later, I'm off to White Cloud for my appointment, sporting a padded bandage I had arranged on my thumb to help protect it.

    White Cloud removes bandages. Any and all I've ever appeared in.

    This time he proceeded to roll the jade ball over the area that was quite swollen and looking more like a small red beet than a tumb. In this case, the pain was intense. Beyond even the intital crazy pain. I kind of faded out . . . Who am I trying to kid? I fainted!

    Sometime later, I have no idea how much later, I heard off in the distance, kind of coming nearer and nearer, although as it turns out, neither of us had moved, "See me, See me, See me. . . ." And when I came back to, I heard, "See, See, See," and realized my thumb was being held before my eyes.

    Now, believe it or not, what had been an enormously enlarged, purple thumb, was now back to normal size and color, except for two thin little lines of reddish purple, where the metal of the crusher had done the most of it's work. In any case, I had complete use of the thumb! A miracle was wrought. And within a few days, even those lines had disappeared. But total use of the thumb that very day of the accident, was really something. I couldn't believe it, for before White Cloud's healing, I could scarcely stand to breathe upon that thumb. Talk about sore! And then, like magic, it's all back to nearly normal -- just those two thin lines appeared on either side of the fatty part. But the huge difference was: I could use it!

    The highlight of our time during this month of the Herky-Jerkies, was when Bill decided he would make the smoothie as there was no telling what I'd manage to do either making it or pouring it. So, I gave instructions and he did the work. Or, let's put it this way, He turned on the switch and let the blender do it's thing. And when it was finished, he did what any normal individual would do, he lifted up the blender to pour its contents into the two waiting glasses.

    And the bottom dropped out.

    The silly thing unscrewed itself while blending and when he picked up the blender the bottom remained behind, allowing a full blender jar to unload its contents all over the blender, the table, the floor, everywhere but in the glasses.

    I can still see that look upon his face. There was nothing to do but give him a hug and tell him to have a good laugh over it and I'd set about cleaning it up in my fashion. We went out to buy a new blender that very day . . . one whose bottom doesn't come undone.

    I asked my practioners if this were the beginning of Parkinson's and they all said, they sincerely doubted it. I was told to take R alpha Lipoic Acid and was given an herbal formula and that seemed to help slow down the larger muscle spasms, that included whole body shakes -- and from time to time, flying legs.

    By the time my birthday rolled around in mid July, I was over the worst of it. But every now and then, I notice a full body jerk. However, it's never been as bad as it was, and for that, I am most grateful.


    Mid July 2007. . . birthday time; second anniversary of my first "dead"line.

    Well, the first news from blood tests, following the greening, was great with a dramatic drop in the cretinine and also the BUN.

    start here . . . this is a repeat!!!!! Next comes an interesting experience . . . and for me, fortunately, that's all it was. But it sure scared the everlovin' outta me at the time. And the time was long enough . . . approximately three weeks in duration. I learned quickly enough what it's like and I don't really relish having any more of this experience. Enough is enough! Or as was stated in my childhood neighborhood: Genug ist genug!

    It all began the last Friday of June, with a jerk. My local daughter and my husband were at the table, and my husband couldn't believe his eyes, for one second I was aiming for his glass to carefully pour in some smoothie for him (no dairy) and the next second, I had poured it all over the table and had it also aiming for our daughter. My name was Mudd is an understatement.

    From that point, though, it started being serious, not just me with a whim to create chaos.

    My lower jaw would suddenly swing from side to side. I bit the hell outta the inside of my mouth and my tongue. I could not be trusted with a knife in my hands, for I never knew just where my hands would wind up and concentrating on the action didn't do a lick of good. There are times when Mind over matter is simply a saying. That was the case during this period of time . . . just as it was for the worst of my MCS symptoms. With chemical poisonings, it is a case of matter over mind!

    Oh, there were some amusing moments along with this . . .

    As in the time I was walking down the steps and my left heel came down squarely on my right big toe. I stood there for the longest time just saying OW, OW, OW, OW . . .

    I was stuck. Stuck on the word and stuck in that spot. My husband, coming down behind me, offered sage advice. (Having lived with MCS for years, I by that time was used to useless sage advice.) He told me to simply move my foot off my other foot. By that time, I at least had words at my command, and while I might have thought, "Go to hell," I said, "I would if I could!" Eventually, I could move the left leg and with that, the left heel off of my right big toe and we went along our way.

    Other times, in trying to blow my nose, I'd blow the schnoze, but the tissue had jerked away. That was more than humiliating, it was also a mess.

    One time, I asked the stupidest of questions of one of my healers . . . my lower jaw really did a swing number from left to right, then right to left, and then back to normal. When it settled I asked in all innocence: "Did you see THAT?" Of course he had . . . I could tell by his eyes. His question was: Barbara all right? Well no, but yes . . . just the latest kick I'm into.

    And kick I did, but it often was also a whole body movement. Didn't matter if I were on the chiropractor's table or the acupuncturist's or the bed I shared with my husband, my body was sure to have someone hopping for safety as it shuddered or the limbs flew in their own fashion. Fast on your feet! became a new motto for my health care practitioners.

    What worried my kids most of all, is that no matter how hard I worked at writing somethihg clearly, apparently my thoughts were as jumbled as my movements were jerky. Well, that apparently had them burning up the wires . . . computer and phone. For not only were they worried about me, but then what about their dad as well for I was his care giver.

    What gave us all hope was that by the end of the first week, I was feeling a little more in control than I was the previous Friday. Then by the end of the second week, I was definitely better than the previous week. And by the end of the third week, I was down to just a buzzing in my lips and fingers . . . the first funny feelings when this began the end of June, but I had failed to pay much attention to at that time. It wasn't until I had a pitcher full of smoothie all over the table that day that I thought I wasn't just being clumsy, I had a problem. I only wish I'd been more alert to the beginning, for maybe I might have seen something -- a particular exposure, something -- that might have brought this on. As it was, at the end, I only could recognize that I had had that same buzzing feeling that I remembered as having brought it on, was now back to send it on its way again.

    But, I assure you, I came out of that experience, having a whole new appreciation for folks who live with Parkinson's Disease. Yes, we see the effects, but let me assure you, there is nothing like living with them. And, for anyone who thinks it's simply a case of mind over matter, let me tell you there's more to a system failure than just what you wish to think.

    That's not to say that your mindset can't get you through some pretty hairy experiences. I'm all for keeping a positive attitude -- and that includes doctors who do, as well, which is why I have laid down the law: NO MORE NEPHROLOGISTS . . . at least for the time being.

    While it is true, that I've only visited four, those four have proved to be too many to suit me. Alas, they only know how to prescribe drugs -- and that includes to bodies that are already chemically injured and cannot take drugs! -- talk transplants, which I cannot consider either, talk dialysis, can you imagine undergoing that chemical assault?, and death, which will happen to everyone, but as I'm proving, NOT necessarily on their prescribed time schedule. So, who needs that kind of doctoring anyway? Not this little red hen . . . I'm sticking with the holistic approach and I'm able to enjoy life on my level. So far, so good. I'd not be able to say that if I took all the drugs the nephrologists tried to push.

    Now, all that stated, IF there is a nephrologist out there who does know how to help the already chemically injured, I might change my tune. I'd love it if maybe that profession just might learn a little something from my experiences so they can help rather than more quickly harm others who are diagnosed with kidney disease.

    And of course, in doing it my way, one has to keep in mind that one has an alternative to dialysis and transplant. That alternative is to ride out the health of your kidneys as healthfully as possible for as long as possible and then die. Simple. Just prepare your family for what you might be like your last couple of weeks or so of life. None of us lasts forever . . . I just want to last as long as possible as healthfully as possible and so far, so good, with minor ups and downs along the way. But it sure beats poisoning my body with drugs. I already have learned what that feels like. And, frankly, I can't help but wonder if a lot of drugs wouldn't more quickly bring the kidneys to their death.

    As I've stated at the top, I'm not telling anyone this is the way to go. I'm saying this is all about me and my choices. My only hope is that it will in some small fashion, be of help to others. And the biggest lesson in this page is to avoid the superfluous toxins we have thrown at us every day under the term of consumer products. That means flavors, fragrances, drugs, building supplies, furnishings, paints, pesticides ... the list is endless. However, there are always safer products to use! The already chemically injured use them, as do those smart enough to try to prevent chemical injury. And "smart enough" includes people in various workplaces, schools healthcare facilities, neighborhoods, and on and on.

    -- barb


    July 31, 2007

    Well, the numbers worsened a little, but not that bad. Kind of holding my own, on this alkalizing diet. The bad one is the blood . . . and to hope to improve that, by greening all the more. We'll see what next month brings.

    I'm hopeful for an improvement, as just a couple of days of super greening -- starting the day off with chlorophly for instance -- I've noticed I can run up steps and not feel that telltale burning in my legs that seems to come with more severe anemia. I'm also taking a Chinese Herbal Syrup, suggested by my acupuncturist: Tang Kwei Gin (aka Dang Gui Gin). We'll see if this, plus an herbal iron drink and supper greening by drinking chlorophyll makes the difference I hope it will. Stay tuned, the end of August blood test is coming up.

    -- barb


    August 5, 2007

    Kidney disease and the no drugs, no dialysis approach

    My wishes go against doctors' advice. But, by doing it my way, I have had a very healthy, active two years. Now it is over a year since I was told I'd be dead or have to live on dialysis!

    But doing it my way, I'm not only alive, but I have been healthy. I've enjoyed life and my family. I've seen my 50th anniversary, and celebrated it with all our kids and their families at Stinson Beach. Who could ask for more? Not I. Well, maybe I could ask that my husband be free of prostate cancer.

    -- barb


    August 8, 2007

    I'm past the "Check out" prophecy of the first nephrologist by more than a year, and still ticking.


    August 23, 2007 update

    So, you can see why I started this green diet with trepedation, even though I was hopeful I'd turn around my kidney disease by eating green. I'd had it drummed into me by Kaiser that I could not eat any potassium-rich foods without risking a heart attack or a stroke. Be dead on the kitchen floor with 24 hours of a high potassium reading. And that April 13 -- Yes, Friday the 13th -- Kaiser call about my high potassium, was/is still too real and too close for me to go into this diet with alacrity. But, here I am. surviving thus far: So far so good. -- barb;


    August 28, 2007

    Well, the BUN again worsened a little, but not that bad. Kind of holding my own, on this alkalizing diet. Again, the really bad one is the red blood cell count . . . and again, I hope to improve that, by greening all the more. We'll see what next month brings. I continue to take a Chinese Herbal Syrup, suggested by my acupuncturist: Tang Kwei Gin (aka Dang Gui Gin). We'll see if this, plus an herbal iron drink and supper greening by drinking chlorophyll makes the difference I hope it will. Stay tuned, the end of September blood test is coming up. I'm still working under another"dead"line -- my last, for I stopped seeing nephrologists September 2006. I'm due to be dead, or on dialysis, by end of December 2007. We'll see. Wouldn't it be great if my numbers could turn around to BETTER by then???

    But this wishful thinking is what gets me into trouble with the nephrologists. They don't seem capable of understanding that while I know I have kidney disease, I can allow myself a little wishful thinking.

    -- barb


    Early September 2007

    I had to return to eating meat as my body demanded it. Part of living with kidney disease is living with worsening anemia. I can't take a drug like Procrit, so I try to help Mother Nature in ways I can with food. I also take iron (vegetable formula) and I try to drink green drinks. Sometimes I have a little difficulty stomaching the green drinks, but I try. I also have to watch so I don't over load on potassium- and magnesium-rich foods. It gets tricky, but the monthly blood tests help me monitor my diet. Kidney patients don't have the "luxury" of being able to daily test their blood. We live month to month for the major blood draw. But in addition to that monitoring system, I take my protein count every day using a UriStick. I've noticed when I've gone for too long without meat, my body releases more protein in my urine -- most often I correct it when it hits "30" on the chart. If I eat a little meat daily, I usually find only a trace of protein. I also monitor my pH daily.

    -- barb


    September 2007

    Oh, oh . . . a not-so-good-month, but my hemoglobin has climbed a whole .2 of a point so I'm back at 8. That's the good news.

    The bad news is not only am I loosing tons of hair, but that I started feeling nauseous most of the time -- and certainly after eating. Alas, I've developed an aversion to the green diet. Fortunately, I don't suffer the fatigue or other symptoms associated with severe anemia. I had vertigo -- where the room spun around -- when I first got up on Sept. 8, but it lasted only a couple of minutes and has not returned.

    This past week (last week in September) thet nausea seems to be lessening, for which I am thankful. Now that I've had a break I should try to go back to the greening diet. We'll see what next month brings. I continue to take a Tang Kwei Gin (aka Dang Gui Gin) and Floradix (herbal iron). I certainly don't want to get too cocky here as I'm still working under another "dead"line -- I'm due to be dead, or on dialysis, by end of December 2007. My numbers improved dramatically in July, I sure hope that they can again. I'll keep working at it!

    I sure hope my experience lets everyone know that one does not have to take the drugs that make them even sicker. I've had a healthy-feeling two plus years now since diagnosis and for that I'm extremely thankful. I would not be able to make that claim IF I had gone on the nephrologist's drug regime.

    Please know that one can choose to go drug-free and dialysis free. We can choose death instead of agony of surgery that may or may not work the first time, or repeated times, for dialysis, which can be in an area that's loaded with chemicals that one cannot be around in the first place.

    -- barb


    September 2007

    In looking back, I now realize that what I thought was bad then, happens to be something I'd like to revisit these days. Yes, my numbers have gotten worse. However, I'm still active, still enjoying the family and am still very, very happy that I did not listen to a nephrologist -- not one of the four I had seen. I am convinced that if I had taken drugs as commanded, I would surely have further poisoned my kidneys and body with their drugs.

    Admittedly, it was difficult to withstand not only their fear mongering, but also their death sentences for me. Hell, even cancer patients are given some hope to try to beat their disease, but HOPE seems not to be in the lexicon of the nephrologist -- maybe because all the nephrologists are trained to do is to further poison the body with drugs and dialysis. It reminds me of the "logic" of destroying a village to save it.

    In any case, because I was already chemically injured -- Honest to God, here's where I say YEAH! for MCS (the disability that cannot say its name out loud) -- I already knew my body reacted adversely to petrochemical derived drugs -- as well as all other products containing petrochemically derived flavors and fragrances, pesticides and the like.

    I had to rise above the nehprologists' death sentences and fear mongering. Thanks to the strong support of my healthcare team, family and friends, I've been able to keep on trucking.

    -- barb


    October 2007

    Well, this IS an interesting exercise. There's a new perspective when filling in old data, for if one's more recent numbers get even worse, one can feel thankful about previously bad numbers. That's me all over: I'm thankful I've had MCS, for it's kept me from taking the nephrologists drugs and now I'm thankful these numbers while bad, weren't as bad as they could get. With that stated, I'm still hopeful that the magic day will arrive and my kidneys will begin to improve . . . without harmful drugs!

    The interesting thing about this month is again the Pumpkin Patch is open at the Western Railway Museum --http://www.wrm.org/about/visitor_center.htm or http://www.wrm.org/events/upcoming_events.htm.

    They had a magnificient straw bale structure this year. It is hard to resist for kids of all ages. My grandson wanted me to go up the structure with him, and then down a tube slide. I was happy to play Follow the Leader.

    The problem happened when I let go with my left hand on the tube slide, but not my right hand. And as my weight is in my thighs and bottom (a family trait from my grandparents), and gravity happens to be what it is . . . Well, you get the picture: Barb pulls her right arm out of place. Not seriously. No surgery needed, but certainly another challenge for my chiropractor and acupuncturist.

    -- barb


    Halloween 2007

    We enjoyed a wonderful week with our family in Oregon. Walked in the Halloween parade, for which most of the town turns out in full costume. No one would know that either my husband or I had any health problems whatsoever. We had a grand time and enjoyed the colors of the trees. November 2007

    Oh, oh . . . generally a not-so-good month, but my hemoglobin has climbed a whole .2 of a point so I'm back at 8. That's the good news.

    So, you all have heard the expression, Adding insult to injury. I've done that. The injury was the right shoulder (see above). The insult was another dumb injury. We were on Mt. Ashland, with the entire family, playing in the snow. My feet slipped out from under me. I fell. The dumb part was that I fell with that right arm extended. Common shoulder injury number two.

    By this time, my chiropractor and acupuncturist have lots of experience with work on that right shoulder . . . and so does White Cloud. The ball rolling is very painful, so I'll assume it's also effective. I'm going to try not to do my own style of bone density testings for a while.

    Aside from my health and my husband's health, our family was hit with a tornadic experience as our son-in-law suddenly decided to become an ex. Ex-husband, ex son-in-law. He's demanding his kids every other week, but I see this as really upsetting their schedule and for what? He's got a new family he's taken on. The shock was tremendous, not only for our daughter and their three children, but for the rest of our family as well. So, a new challenge faces all of us, but none of us as much as for our youngest daughter and her children.

    -- barb


    Fall, winter 2007

    Well, now, something new has hit, but it's not totally new to this body. It's the pukes. I've been told, as kidney disease progresses, I'd get nauseous and vomit and have diarrhea and be pretty much on my way out. Well, at first, I naturally thought that was now the case, for it had been stressed in one of those little fear-mongering talks by nephrologists to which I was privy. But then, I realized it was going on and on and on and on. And when I'm on my way out, apparently, I'll have a couple of weeks and be pretty comatose by the second week and then gone. However, I'm very aware of my little bouts of illness and afterwards, I strangely feel, A-OK. Most often it seems to be an unbelievable amount of saliva, yet it's fluid coming up from my stomach. And after the upheaval, I can eat anything. Really strange.

    I am still very much alive.

    I was at first concerned. Naturally. But then I thought back to my pregnancies. With the first one, I had six months of morning sickness and because I was making a baby, I'd do my pukes, and then go back and eat . . . and then I'd be fine until the next time. So, I decided that for whatever reason, this was going to be like morning sickness and I certainly knew how to live through that, so I could live through this. And so now goes life.

    The good news, for there is always that silver lining to be found, is that I lost weight, getting down to 135 pounds. I could still keep going and could still enjoy life with family and friends -- nothing seems to slow me down very much. We even traveled to see a daughter and her famiily several times during this period of time, and family came to see us.

    If I'd get sick when the grandkids were around, they'd just give me my space . . . the olders ones hustling the younger ones away in the nick of time. And so life goes. Blessed are the trees and often I'd give them libations. I've also learned my husband "gives me space" but my children stay with me and check to see if they can help in any way. This is an amazing adventure.

    -- barb


    Year 2008 -- HAPPY NEW YEAR!

    Time passes . . .

    January 2008

    Our family again draws together. Our son and his son fly up to Oregon to help our youngest daughter and her three kids move as her ex has demanded that they sell the house. At least she quickly found another place to rent, although it's out of her old neighborhood and will require more driving to get the kids to schools, to shop, herself to work, etc. But, thankfully, she's not homeless.

    Our local daughter also went up to Oregon to help her sister with the move, as did my husband and me. Bill and I were pretty useless with the actual moving, but we could watch the kids. Our Oregon daughter's friends were able to have a work party and had gotten her pretty much moved out of the home she had helped build just a few short years before, and into her new renatal place. But our local daughter and son and his son were major helpers to her for getting all the little stuff done, equipment hooked up, and so on, while Bill and I had fun with the four littles.

    Our journey back home found us going through snow all the way down to Redding. Gorgeous! Driving was a little slow. At least no road blocks and lots of beauty. Having grown up in Missouri, I've always had an affinity for trees wrapped in snow and sparkling with diamondlike ice. I drank in the beauty.

    February 2008

    Well now, it is really February 2008 and I've recently gotten a replacement keyboard, which was my excuse for not keeping up with my kidney numbers for that brief while. Now they've all been added in the section on numbers charts, below. In early February 2008, I can report that not only have I lived past the last "dead"line I plan to be given before my time, but I also thoroughly enjoyed the family visits at the beginning of 2008.

    Yes, I had the pukes . . . Will they ever end? But, find a tree, have son hold head, finish and move on. That's how it went. Have the pukes as two granddaughters come out of house to say, Hi, Grandma. Oldest granddaughter asseses the situation in a flash and ushers the youngest one back into the house with We'll see grandma later." All is well after it's own fashion. But, aside from these episodes, I do feel fine! I can assure you, far better than if I were on the drugs that used to make me so sick I could barely move.

    Hmmmmm, seems like I not only have failing kidneys but also a failing eye. Right now, there's a huge question mark for it appears to be that I'm developing glaucoma in my left eye, yet the optic nerve doesn't look the least bit affected. That has the eye doctor puzzling the situation. They'll keep and eye on my eye. At least I got through the eye appointment without tossing my stomach. I'm thankful for small blessings these days!

    -- barb


    March 2008

    We were in San Francisco at the foot of Broadway waiting for the light to change to turn onto the Embarcadero, when all of a sudden there was a tremendous sounding crash and we were the recipients. As it turns out, there was a sweet young thing, loaded to the gills with perfume, who had hit us with her new car.

    She crumpled her passenger side fender, but despite the deafening sound and the impact which caused me to have whip lash, she only creased our driver side rear bumper. What she was trying to do, I don't know, but I hope she learned from that experience, that one cannot try to occupy the exact same space at the exact same time another vehicle has already claimed it. I couldn't go anywhere, for we all were in traffic and I was patiently waiting for the light to change. She clearly was in the wrong.

    She, of course, was distraught, but fortunately for her, her car was driveable. Ours definitely was. It could have been worse!, It could have been worse!, It could have been worse! . . . raced through my mind.

    I got a minor headache out of the deal, and unfortunately, didn't recognize the effects of whip lash until 24 hours later. Then it was too late. Why? Because, when we saw the little crease added to our rear bumper, and nothing worse, we considered ourselves lucky. Bill told her to please be more careful in the future . . . and I gave her a couple of brochures on fragrances and told her the accident was probably more the fault of her perfume chemicals she was loaded with than of her driving skills. I also told her of the research done in Japan that shows that fragrance chemicals adversely affect the brain as do tobacco and alchohol. She took the brochures and told me she'd share them with her friends. We all said, Goodbye.

      Update: Over the next several weeks, I had a series of chiropractic appointments and acupuncture appointments that dealt with my locked up neck. It finally broke free sometime around June. The lesson here: Do not be too quick to say, "It's OK!" following an accident. It jolly well might not be OK. Sometimes it is stupid to just be a little too nice.


    March 21, 2008

    Easter weekend we headed up to Oregon with our local daughter and her son to visit our youngest daughter and her three kids. The cousins get along like siblings, which is good for the one is an only child. We had a good drive up and back, through beautiful country.

    I seem to be in a new phase. Make a big meal, deal with big hand cramps when it comes time to eat.

    I try not to be a baby about such things, but somehow it really got to me on Easter Suday when I couldn't even hold a fork in my hand without painful, disfiguring cramps. The tears really started when my daughters had to give up eating and helping their kids in order to feed me.

    I used to feel that "sandwich generation" when my mother-in-law was alive (she made it to 98 years) and my own kids were needing help with getting started in adult life. I really didn't want to put my own kids in that position. However . . .

    In any case, they and their kids took it well, I got fed, the tears stopped, which made eating easier. But this seems to be a new routine, for it happened when I had prepared a big meal for the clan over the winter holidays, too.


    March - April 2008

    Looking back . . . I can't remember when and I didn't mark it down on the calendar for at the time, it all went away (I thought) and therefore I didn't think much of it. What a STUPID mistake. But it was to be months before I'd realize that one.

    So what happened? Well, this spring, while sitting at the computer, I suddenly had the feeling that a huge tarantula dropped on a string before my eyes. It took me a second to realize that in all my life, all the tarantulas I'd seen as a kid in Missouri's Ozarks, not a one ever hung by a string. So I closed my left eye and the trantula was gone, closed my right eye and it was certainly there . . . not a spider at all, but something in my left eye, but what I didn't know. It soon left, gradually getting smaller and smaller until there was a pencil point dot left and then that too was gone. Nothing amiss so I didn't call the eye doctor. STUPID mistake, but I still had no idea.


    April 3, 2008

    My baby brother turns 65 today! I still have memories of going to the hospital with my paternal grandmother (my maternal grandmother had died two years before I was born), her brother and my dad to pick up my mother and "brand and new" baby brother. I still can see his tiny little face as it was shown me once they were in the front seat of the car and I was allowed a look over the back of the seat. He was in a blue bunting with a blue blanket over him and the tiniest little thing I had seen that was alive.

    Down through the years, my brother has meant a lot to me. We try to have weekly conversations, and we do email. He's quite the wit, has a wonderfully inventive mind for all sorts of things electronic and otherwise. And so today, I share with you the fact that it is his birthday. I wish him many, many more.

    His wife is a treasure, too. There was a story about when they were first married and Bob had made a Tesla Coil, which he was playing with when all of a sudden at her feet on the floor above, there were sparks! Bobby, Bobby she yelled. Of course when he went flying up the stairs to see what was wrong with her, the sparks had stopped. And to think, that was only the beginning of their marriage. More power to my sis-in-law!


    April 10, 2008

    Our son flew into town the day before for a surprise visit. He was stuck in San Diego, where he had given a paper as his airline was undergoing maintenance. However, he could hop another plane up here, visit several days with us and then get a plane home to Texas. Great for us to see him again.

    Court date for me at 8 a.m. Why? Because last November, on our way to Fat Apple's in El Cerrito, a cop followed me for a good half mile before deciding to pull me over. He announced that he HAD to give me a ticket . . . We learned later that that was not the truth, that the truth of the matter is the cop can decide upon hearing circumstances whether or not to issue the ticket. That told us by another Kensington officer. But, to my reckoning, this particular cop, that particular morning was sure we were his only patsy for the time, for it was foggy and no one was out yet at 7:30 in the morning. And my supposed infraction? He claimed I had not stopped at a stop sign back at the Circle. He wrote down that I ran it at 15 miles per hour. Baloney!

    I pleasantly told him that not only had I stopped, but I had even taken the time to tell my hubby that he was correct, that no one was out this morning. How ironic. And how fitting that the only hidden person out was this cop.

    Bill had said that no one was out, when determining the best route over to Fat Apple's . . . Do we avoid the unlighted intersection at Colusa and Solano for northbound traffic, or go Santa Fe and over to Colusa, and because NO one was out, we chose Colusa/Solano route. Hence, our chosen route bringing us to the stop sign that I obeyed, but was accused of running. What's funny, is we never saw that cop until after we headed north again on Colusa on the far side of the circle. And with the fog, I'm not sure what he thought he saw, other than a patsy who would just willingly pay a ticket to get it over with. Not me. I wasn't guilty and they were not going to get my money if I could help it! I protested the ticket and was eventually given a court date. This one, with our son in town, who could not believe that I was taking this to court. But I sure didn't want to pay for something I didn't do, nor did I want it on my otherwise clean driving record. It thoroughly upset me to have to deal with this, but deal with it I must. So, off to court we go.

    Cleared and dismissed. Case closed.

    That night, we all join our local daughter and her family for dinner. While eating, our son's cell phone rings and it's our Oregon daughter. He takes the call. She called to tell him -- not kowing we were all together -- that the strangest thing happened. The woman who had bought her old home in January decided that her family didn't want to stay in their new location and wanted to head back to the town they had hailed from and she offered the house back to our daughter.

    Family meeting time . . . have to figure this one out. Took a lot of vetting, but the end result was we'd all work together to make sure that our daughter and her kids could have some stability back in their lives by moving her back into the home she had helped build a few years before. She should be in it by the end of June.


    April 30 - early May 2008

    Still with the pukes from time to time, but that doesn't seem to much stop us. It's become a matter of what is, is. So far, I've been fairly lucky with the wheres and whens. It hasn't stopped us from traveling. It hasn't stopped us from making our appointments. IF I'm having to deal with the problem, it's of rather brief duration and then once my stomach has cleared, I can eat just about anything I please. It is rather amazing

    So with that as part of life, we accepted an invitation to travel once again to Oregon. This time it's because of our granddaughter's school's May Day celebration, replete with May Pole and Grandparent's Day celebration on Friday, May 2.


    May Day and May 2, 2008

    So there we were on the parking lot of our granddaughter's school, awaiting the beginnings of the May Pole festivities, when all of a sudden I had to toss my stomach. Fortunately, I had a large cup awaiting for my contribution of the day. Of course, Emma came up to greet us at that moment. I asked for directions to the restroom, she directed me and I discarded my collection. We went on to have a wonderful two days at her school without further incident. Our grandkids seem capable of taking all of this in stride. They are marvelous!

    My mother had grown up in an era when they still practiced May Day celebrations. She used to talk fondly of May Pole dances. I only knew of them through my mother's memories and her tales. All my life I longed to see a May Pole dance and now, finally as I head to my 70th year, I have the opportunity, thanks to my granddaughter and her school.

    Just think, I was in position to enjoy seeing May Day festivities with my granddaughter as a participant. My mother would absolutely love to hear that I finally got to see a May Day the way she remembered her own.

    Right now, our granddaughter is still young enough that her class plays a minor role, but I know how time flies and I hope to still be here to actually see her class do the May Pole dance itself. (I wonder what the nephrologists would have to say about that??? Probably that I'm more whacky than they gave me credit for being in the first place.)


    Mid May 2008

    Had another experience with the left eye, but it wasn't a huge spider this time and it went away quickly. Still STUPID. Still didn't think to inform the doctor. Why? I can see fine, thought I. D U M B! But just how dumb and stupid were yet to be determined.


    June 2008

    June 1, 2008

    Well, we've chalked up another anniversary! 51 of 'em! May we have many more . . . I'm starting to get use to this marriage. (I trust you see me grinning here.)


    As of June 3, 2008, my hemoglobin was 6.5, which is far too low, however, I still have no symptoms associated with severe anemia.

    Still living the NO drugs apporach to dealing with kidney disease. My kidneys have continued to create urine, they simply do not clean the blood, nor do they send out the hormones to control blood pressure and to create red blood cells. In that way, I live with stage five kidney disease.

    It's not that I'm doing nothing, for as you read below, you will learn I'm doing lots of somethings!

    First, diet. And then, acupuncture, chiropractic, alternative health care through a medical office, jade ball healing and massage therapy. I've been in the business of staying alive and so far, that has worked well for my family and me. And, most importantly, thus far, I've enjoyed a quality of life that never would have been mine had I followed the advice of the nephrologists and taken their prescribed drugs and dialysis. I'm a month away from my second anniversary past my first death sentence and still feeling relatively good . . . despite relatively bad numbers.

    The fourth and latest "deadline" I was living under was for Christmas 2007; so far I still feel relatively great! This is still the no drug, no dialysis approach to living with kidney disease.

    I've also declared my own moratorium on seeing nephrologists as so far none have figured out a way to help an already chemically injured patient who cannot tolerate petrochemically derived drugs. They, to a man, have never heard of such a thing as MCS. I've suggested that could be a reason why 100,000 die each year in hospital from prescribed drugs and have added that I don't want to be reflective of that statistic. I'll let my kidneys die naturally . . . while I try to support them as long as possible with good nutrition, supplements, acupuncture, chiropractic and help from my inernist and EI doctor, too.

    No way do I mean to convey that THIS is the way to treat all others who live with stage 4 or 5 kidney disease. I simply state that my methods have worked very well for my family and me and IF you, too, are chemically injured and cannot take modern, petrochemically derived drugs any better than you can take modern products that contain petrochemically derived flavors, fragrances or pesticides, then by all means talk over diet, et. al., with your doctor and your loved ones. We are allowed to say NO to medical treatments that will cause us more harm. Those who don't, wind up dead or disabled by doctors and that is called IATROGENESIS.

    I must admit that I've now lived long enough to be thankful for having MCS. WHY? You may well ask. But, had it not been for my living with MCS -- and having already lived through a version of hell through the use of prescribed drugs during the worst of my chronic lung and sinus infections, thanks to a workplace ripe with petrochemically derived fragrance products -- I never would have had the strength to say no to the doctors' attempts to get me on a variety of drugs. Drugs that can be harmful to kidneys, no less. But, from their perspective, What's the problem? They know you are going to die anyway, and in the meantime, they can try you on dialysis. What other options do you have with kidney failure???

    Well, you can choose to live healthfully, without drugs and then die a natural death rather than one hastened by pharmaceuticals and medical practice. And that is what this page is about. My living while dying.

    -- barb


    June 6, 2008

    On phone wishing eldest grandson a very happy birthday, when there's another bit of black stuff showing up in my left eye. Briefly. Soon gone. No problem. More STUPID. But who is to know? Not me. Not yet. But at least I now have an eye doctor appointment on the books. Why did I finally have sense enough to make an appointment? Well, now, for some reason while reading, I decided to close first one eye and then the other. Right eye apparently was doing all the work for both eyes, for I was blind as a bat in my left eye and hadn't even realized it. That's what made me finally call for an appointment, so I shall see Bill's eye doctor at Kaiser. He isn't loaded with perfumed products, so I shall visit him.


    June 7-8, 2008

    Youngest daughter in town for a water polo tournament out on the other side of the Berkeley Hills. We've found our way to that swimming pool before and we've done it again. Only this time, I did a little more "bone density testing" of my own.

    I'm not deliberately clumsy. I'm not a pratfall artist -- a truism as I don't seem capable of landing on my derrire. I'm just plain ol' barb. However, I've found a new way to test bone density.

    I will not take the real bone density test. Why? I won't take any of the drugs that are proffered. And while I don't deliberately set out to test the strength of my bones in this fashion, having had the experience pretty much informs me and my doctors, that my high phosphorous readings haven't yet affected the strength of my bones.

    Soooo, what in the world did I do this time? I fell down about five metal bleacher seats on my right shoulder. Now, just how did I accomplish that? Oh, it was a good one! The bottoms of my feet were a tad sandy. I was on the top bleacher, standing the long way . . . not to sit down yet, but to try to see my daughter from a distance. I dropped my pen. When I reached over to pick it up, my feet flew out from uderneath me. I redefined the expression, Tip over. For that I did, but without dying.

    I tipped over with my right shoulder leading the rest of my body, bouncing down all the bleacher seats until I wound up at the bottom with my bottom stuck down between bleacher benches one and two, my legs up in the air. Fortunately I always wear long pants. My husband looked aghast.

    Along came a stout young man, asked if I was OK. I told him Yes. He asked if he could lend me a hand, and I barely got out "Yes, please," when the next thing I knew, I was up and out of my precarious position and seated properly on the first bench.

    Now what is really funny to me is just how clearly I remember my bouncing down each bench with my right shoulder hitting each of the bleachers, but I have no memory of the gentleman pulling me up and out to safety. Just how he accomplished that, with one swift, gentle move, I'll never know. But suddenly, I was there properly seated on the lower bench. Aside from feeling a little shakey, and my shoulder hurting some, I was fine.

    Thank goodness I have patient chiropractor and acupuncturist. I sure give them a run for it . . . beyond just their help in keeping me going despite renal disease, I challenge them with a variety of injuries to that right shoulder.


    June 8, 2009
    Cramping Update

    And while I may prove to continue to be a "pain in the neck" to those around me, I at least haven't had any more serious neck cramps. So far, over the past year, I've had frequent little grabby types of cramps, but they are soon gone and need no further care other than my just working them out at that moment in time. Pretty much the cramps are whole body. . . toes, feet, fronts of legs, backs of legs, thighs (the Charlie Horses are the worst, except for the severe neck cramps), fingers, hands, arms and of course, neck. Most of the time, the neck cramps just grab a bit to the right of left side of my neck in front, but then there were those two side cramps that kept me from getting my head off the pillow. Those were real doozies, as my Mom would have said.


    June 11, 2008

    It turns out that I do not have glaucoma. Not even close. That's the good news.

    What I did have was a retinal vein occlusion, which means I popped a blood vessel in my left eye, within the vision field, and because I'm in effect looking through a pool of blood, I'm blind in that eye. I was quite shocked to see that I couldn't see the big E in the eye chart!

    There are all sorts of drugs and surgerical things they can do to correct it, or they can let Mother Nature take her course. I've opted for that. I want to stay alive through Bill's planned cataract surgery in August . . . well, beyond that too, but certainly I don't want to kick off before then.

    I refuse the dye, which although they claim it to be "VEGETABLE" is anything but and has caused adverse events for healthy people. No way they were going to use that dye on me!

    My doctor, bless his heart, said that he sure didn't want to be the one to tip me over either. So let's hear one for good ol' Mother Nature. May she do her job and do it well, with a little help from my friendly acupuncturists, chiropractors, Jade Ball Taoist healer, and time. I'm to be monitored by the eye doctor. Next appointment in July. So, while this started out all about living with kidney disease without dialysis and without drugs, we're actually living life. And life, when you hit the late 60s and, in my hubby's case, late 70s, takes on new ventures. So, if you are reading through this, and you are chemically injured AND also living with one of the stages of kidney disease, I hope to encourage you to keep on living and dealing. One thing at a time. What is, is. And take it from there and then make sure that each day you find something you really enjoy doing. Keeping up with family and friends via email; exchanging jokes, funny pictures; read; watch a DVD; take a walk (away from the neighbors scented products) . . . do something enjoyable! Everyday.


    June 16, 2008

    Bill has hernia repair. What a difference 40 years can make. Back in 1968, Bill was hospitalized for days due to surgery for hernia repair. Shortly thereafter, we were getting ready to move back to the west coast. That meant, he had recouperating time; I had three kids to care for, ages 10.5, 6.5 and 3.5, a house to pack and all the lifting of suitcases, etc. to do. It was also the time of the political conventions and general turmoil. Our home was no exception.

    Fast forward to Monday, June 16, and we find Bill walking out of the hospital, stopping for food on the way home with wife and local daughter, and generally feeling good and doing well. What a difference four decades can make!

    Thinking back four decades, in a different world (St. Louis area), and Bill slowly recovering . . . We packed a picnic lunch, took our three-year old and youngest child with us to a nearby park (Ladue). Bill still could not sit up much, so we spread a blanket and he was lying down on that blanket with our youngest running around nearby. I served lunch. So far so good.

    After lunch, Bill said he thought he'd shave off his mustache because it was coming in too slowly. I leaned over him and took a look at it, telling him I saw plenty of lip hair and he should leave it be IF he wanted a mustache.

    About that time, a cop comes up swinging his billy club and announcing in a deep and frightening voice: WE DON'T ALLOW ANY OF THAT AROUND HERE!

    What?, I asked.

    THAT!, he proclaimed, swinging his club form it's holster on his belt.

    I told him I was simply looking at my husband's mustache, that our daughter was right there ... etc.

    He again bellowed at me, and then turned, headed back to the squad car and shouted to the officer sitting in it, SHE SAYS SHE'S JUST LOOKING AT HER HUSBAND'S MUSTACHE!

    Of course, we suddenly became the center of attention for all passersby . . . and those silly cops just kept circling that drive over and over again to make sure we'd not do any of THAT around them and their park. They never did tell me what THAT was . . . just that they DIDN'T ALLOW THAT.

    I've come a long way from St. Louie and I hope I still have a long way to go . . . And, come to think of it, so has hernia repair work and recovery times. Bill simply can't lift anything for another six weeks. THAT hasn't changed. By that time, he'll be just about ready for his cataract surgery.

    It's a good thing I'm as strong as I am and can keep going to the extent that I can. I can still lug in all the groceries, etc. I'm thankful for that! But it makes me laugh every time I think back to June of 2007 when my hemoglobin hit a low of 8.0 and I was told I'd not be able to get out of bed.

    WHAT?!?!?! I all but shouted. NOT GET OUT OF BED???? Do you know what all I did today? I did the laundry, washed the kitchen cabinets down, washed the floors, made the beds . . . that with laundry is up and down stairs all day, and I ran the vacuum. What do you mean I can't get out of bed? I left the poor person stuttering.

    It's amazing to me just how often since diagnosed, I've been told what I cannot do. I've never been asked -- except by my own Internist and alternative care practitioners -- what all I feel I can do. It seems to me this is a time for a REAL change in medical paradigm.

    The human body is truly amazing. It really does try to balance. It needs a little assist from us in watching our diets . . . that is important all the time, but especially when already diagnosed with kidney disease. But, if I can do it, YOU can do it.

    It is far better for me to watch my diet than simply decide I'll let THEM take care of me with drugs and dialysis. I truly would not have lasted this long on that regime. So, for me there were no real choices . . . and in any case had I decided to opt for dialysis and drugs, I'd had to watch my diet far more than I'm doing these days. Once you rely on dialysis, if you stray from your diet, you can make yourself really ill.

    Of course, I'd like to see real support for folks like me from within the department of Nephrology, but until the medical industry gets it through its collective thick head that MCS does exist, we'll get little help from doctors who are simply trained to prescribe drugs and dialysis. At least, that's been my own personal experience.

    And while I've offered to meet with Kaiser nephrologists so they can see for themselves how I am doing, they simply make determinations from my records. Brilliant assumptions like this one: Because I've not had any drugs since the mid 1990s, I no longer have MCS. I kid you not. I can't make up stuff this good.

    I asked my Internist about that one and she just shook her head. She saw the folly in that assessment as clearly as I did. Of course, I wrote back to Kaiser, pointing out the obvious: The reason I had no drugs since the mid 1990s was that I started reacting to all drugs, including a topical cream I had been given to combat a serious fungal infection on my chestal area. My doctor and I quickly got the idea, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. She stopped prescribing and together we'd look for alternatives. For the fungal infection, that was washing down with diluted vinegar and water, and then using the hair dryer (I don't suffer EMF) to blow dry my skin. Since then, no more fungal infections! No more drugs.


    June 22, 2008

    How ironic can life be? On what would have been our daughter's anniversary, she moved back into her wonderful home that she was forced to vacate at the beginning of this year. A new anniversary in place of the old one. Our family really came together on this one and we all are very happy to see the littles back in their own home, at least every other week. Now they can also walk to their school, play with their friends. Hopefully, life will be better for them. All of them. And, whenever it is that Bill and I go, we can go on feeling very proud of our three kids and all of their kids. What a blessing!


    July 4, 2008

    A newly defined INDEPENDENCE DAY . . . thinking of our youngest daughter and her situation. Our local daughter, hubby and I drove up to assist in the final clean-up and move out of the old rental and into her home again. May she not have to leave it again until she is good and ready to do so!

    You can't imagine how thankful I am that our health has held throughout this ordeal, so that we can be there for our daughter and her kids. Well, for all of our kids and their kids, but right now, the youngest needs us most.

    Thank heaven I decided to live and die with kidney disease my way, for I'm still here and still thriving, to borrow a Kaiser ad phrase . . . but no thanks to Kaiser's nephrologists who don't have a clue how to treat an already chemically injured individual. Thankfully, my Internist is tops and so are all of my alternative health care providers. Yes, and my family and friends too. My support system outside of nephrology is extensive and for that I am most thankful.


    July 10 - 15, 2008

    The family gathers here, sans one, for all the July birthdays. We have fun going up to Indian Rock, eating out, heading to Stinson Beach on Sunday the 13th. Four birthdays this month, this year, counting a friend of our oldest grandson's.


    July 12, 2008

    EHN picnic. But that doesn't begin to convey the honor, the surprise, the tears of joy . . . EHNers had a special little presentation to me. I cherish their comments written upon a large piece of paper, decorated with flowers and a bow. It is marvelous to feel such warmth, and loving care and I shall treasure it all of my days.

    Our kids and their kids were in town to celebrate the July birthdays. My daughter-in-law leads the parade, then a friend of my eldest grandson who was here as well, then me, and then our youngest granddaughter finishes out the month with her birthday that is also the anniversary of my renal diagnosis and the anniversary of my prognosticated first death sentence. Of course, I'm not there yet, but, assuming I'll make it this year, I'll have reached my third anniversary of "life after predicted death." I can still hear that nephrologist telling me over and over: PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION, PROGRESSION and you will check out in a year, Do you know what "check out" means? The unmitigated nerve of him, but I try to forget it and him. But every now and then, it does rear it's ugly head. Like now.


    July 14th, 2008

    July has been an interesting month, for all the kids gathered to celebrate my 70th birthday a bit early. And, of course, while they were here, I was still having my little problems, but we had a grand time around all that.

    There was one episode unlike any other and that most likely had a lot to do with a release from Pacific Steel Casting. It turns out that I've learned I'm on the eastern end of a plume that pollutes fairly far east in Berkeley.

    I awoke from a sound sleep with my heart racing and pounding. It had been a warm night and my hubby had had a hot flash (typical on Lupron) and asked that I open my window, which I did. The best guess is a maganese release from PSC got me. Most often we do not sleep with the windows open and certainly not since this experience.

    The only thing I can think of is that as we are on the eastern edge of the plume from Pacific Steel Casting, they must have had some sort of release in the early hours on this day. They certainly had one in mid-morning, for then we all smelled that typical "burning pot" odor that PSC is known to produce/release.

    But, back to my experience the very early hours of July 14. I awoke with the windows open and my heart racing and pounding out of my chest. I was dizzy and had a severe headache -- hadn't had one like that since I left the toxic workplace in October 1998. By the time I got myself to the john, I was very, very sick. Both ends at once.

    To backtrack a moment . . . When I awoke in that condition, I closed the windows, got up and headed to the john; was dizzy on my way there; felt faint when I got there. Put my head between my knees to try to keep from fainting and falling off the toilet. While I was successful in that venture, I soon found myself adding trauma to my screaming headache by having the severe pukes and diarrhea. This is the closest I've come in a while to not knowning if I were going to live or die. I tried to do all of this quietly and thought I was successful, for no one checked in on me.

    When I felt a little more stable, I stumbled back to bed, looked out to the west and tried to think good wholesome thoughts. I rolled the heart areas that White Cloud has worked upon, and held acupressure points on my hands for the heart. My heart slowly calmed down and I drifted off . . . frankly, I didn't know if it was to sleep or to death, but thinking, "Well, at least all the kids are in town, so IF I don't make it, they at least don't have to turn right around and fly back home."

    At 8:15 a.m. I heard our local daughter enter our home . . . she had borrowed our car the night before with the idea of returning it this morning and then BARTing to work. She also wanted to say so long to her sibblings.

    It took me a couple of seconds to fully realize that hearing my daughter's voice meant that I was alive, not dead. I gingerly got out of bed and realized I felt fine. I went downstairs to greet everyone as if nothing had happened. Fool. I.

    There I found all the adult kids in roundtable discussion about Mom and what to do??? One was saying: "It won't do any good to call 911, she says she doesn't want them called. She'll just turn them away." Then what to do???

    I entered stating, You'll let me live or die on my own. That is what I want and so far, I've been able to pull through some rough episodes. Two TIAs, 13 months apart, in spring of 2004 and 2005, and now this reaction to something, or other, goodness only knows what. I reiterated that I didn't want any extraordinary measures. I'm not sure I even want 911 called because IF I'm having a problem, the last thing I need is an EMT using scented products of one kind or another. And, as I can't take drugs, what are they going to be able to do for me anyway? I've got my own supply of oxygen . . . Use that, I suggested. By the end of the discussion, we all were a bit teary eyed, but at least they could understand my position. Yes, I have renal disease, but first and foremost, I'm already chemically injured and it is THAT that makes this all the more interesting a journey. IMHO

    It was later I learned it was undoubtedly Pacific Steel Casting. I dare say, this assault was frightening. You may wonder just how it is that I quickly blame PSC. Well, they are known for their maganese releases and maganese releases are known to affect the heart in such a fashion. Plus the fact that later that morning, when our youngest daughter was packing up to return home, we all were hit with the very typical "burning pot" ordor from PSC. True, this is all circumstantial evidence, but so be it. I haven't found anything else as likely. And it's not my general health, otherwise it would be more pronounced. I'd have like episodes more often.


    Mid July 2008

    my 70th birthday. Bill and I used to love to travel, either driving or by train. We took the train from St. Louis to the west coast three times to visit his folks while we lived in St. Louis.

    The year that our oldest daughter, second child, was toilet training, I felt as though I walked the entire train trip from St. Louis to Kansas City. She HAD to go . . . but didn't. However, I didn't want to take a chance on missing a golden opportunity, so to speak. So Bill and our son sat it out in coach, enjoying the scenery and our daughter and I walked the walk. Time and again.

    Oh well, good exercise, plenty of people to see and visit with while standing in line, and it certanily gave our very active little one something to do. Life became easier when we boarded the train in Kansas City, for then we had a Pullman, with a self-contained restroom. However, by the time we hit Denver, our son had fallen with the lurch of the train and split his scalp. That's when I learned about braiding the hair to close such a wound, for there were no doctors available to stich him at the time and by the time there were, it was too late for stiches. The conductor had been his initial medical response personnel.

    So now, many years later and life is such that we'd been told, No more big trips by car or by train; especially by train because I'd not be able to control my diet. However, for my 70th birthday, we did manage a train trip up to Sacramento for lunch, a breeze through the rail museum and then back home again. Fortunately, the tubes for his nephrostomy didn't clog up . . . I never thought of it at the time, but we'd have been up the ol' creek without a paddle if they had clogged up.

    The day went well, and we had fun walking around old Sacramento. We devoured a tasty lunch in old town, and then enjoyed the museum.

    I so miss traveling and especially train trips, but I can't trust my diet on a long train trip. The vegie stuff is all loaded with cheese and I'm forbidding to eat cheese. Also most vegies are troublesome because of the magnesium and potassium content. I'd not be able to dive into their meat dishes either, as that's too much protein . . . and worst of all, I'd not be able to resist their mud pie and I can't have chocolate let alone ice cream. Hence, no train travel. However, just going to Sacramento, I could avoid the food on the train and be more selective in a restaurant in old town. So that was doable.

    The train ride home was exciting with an extended stop in Martinez to take an old guy (who am I to call someone else "old") w/an emergency medical situation off the train. We moved on eventually, only to become stuck for a long time in Richmond by a bomb scare on the tracks in Berkeley. Eventually they let us transfer free to BART. After repeated phone calls to our daughter, for she and her hubby and son were to join us that night for dinner, she was able to arrange to pick us up at North Berkeley station, with our neighbor's car. Our getting home that evening was truly a community effort. After dinner at our house, our daughter and her hubby drove to the Amtrak lot down in Emeryville, to retrieve our car stuck on the lot where we had started that day.

    Not lost on any of this, was the fact that I was celebrating a birthday that, according to four nephrologists, I wasn't supposed to have. Just goes to show you . . . there's something more going on than just medical "science" knows about.


    July 21, 2008

    Eye doctor appointment; a retinal specialist is brought in to see me. He starts off by using the scented hand cleanser outside the office and grips my hand before I'm aware of just what had happened. Oh no, off to a bad start. Now I've got that odor stuck on me and I excuse myself to get up to use the basin to wash it off as best I can. I try to inform him that he's just compromised my breathing by using that scented product. He knows he is dealing with a nut case and then that is quickly confirmed when I refuse his plan of action. He is hell bent on injecting me with that dye, and when I tell him I want to avoid that due to kidney disease, he has a simple answer: GO ON DIALYSIS! He certainly doesn't get it about chemical injury, the harm that drugs can cause the already chemically injured, et al. Here we go again. Another Kaiser specialist who only knows what he knows and can't see beyond his particular black box of tricks. So I refuse his dye, therefore I refuse all the injections of drugs he could put in my eyes. Of course, he too, is great on fear-mongering. While my doctor had said, Often Mother Nature cures my problem, it just takes time, this fellow was insisting that I was losing my vision to never regain it, all while we were talking. He wanted to dive right in and save my sight . . . even if it cost me my life. No thank you.

    Between Bill and me, we are seeing a lot of our young eye doctor. Fortnately he is unscented, doesn't use that hand cleanser and respects my body's adversion to drugs.


    July 26, 2008

    Another anniversary! I've had my 70th birthday, and today is the second anniversary past my initial "dead"line, and the third anniversary since my renal failure diagnosis. It is also my youngest granddaughter's birthday. May she have many, many more and may I be around to help her celebrate a lot of them.

    But, there's more good news to share. Remember my speaking of the pukes and poops? I had the last episode of pukes on July 16th about 9 a.m. when talking with my friend. I had to leave the phone in a hurry, but, I've not been sick since. Nor have I felt the least bit nauseous. What a difference a few days of not puking can make in one's sense of well-being.


    August 11, 2008

    Bill has cataract surgery. Our local daughter joins us for the trip to the hospital . . . back to Alameda, where he had undergone his hernia repair this past June. Now it's the eye and he's supposed to come out of it able to see.

    And, he can! He's got a metal patch over the eye, but it has holes in it so he can see through it and the implanted lens works well for distance. He'll have to have new bifocals to be able to see for reading, but he's got the world before him once again. I have to give him his drops daily, but he's not really restricted in any way. He can even bend over a bit to help me into and out of the hyperbaric unit, so life simply moves on and on. Fortunately for both of us.

    September 2, 2008

    We got through Bill's cataract surgery and series of doctor appointments just fine and now I'm back in the chair. This department is beginning to feel like our home away from home, but it's a good thing as I'm relatively safe in this doctor's office.

    Turns out, there's also some good news, tiny as it may be, there is a slight improvement in my vision. I've had acupuncture treatements specifically for that eye, as well as an herbal formula and I've been keeping more religiously to my high blood pressure herbs to try to better control that, for that vein likely popped during a high BP episode. All it takes is a perfume hit and my BP soars, but following June 6, I've not noticed anymore black lines affecting my vision. Now, it looks like that vein simply has to heal and the blood disssolve, dissipate or whatever is the medical term for leaving my eye.

    In the meantime, I can drive. No problem. And that includes getting to San Francisco's Nob Hill area and parking in spots on hills that seem to take a shoehorn to get into. No problem with vision.

    The body again proves itself to be a wonderul machine as it tries very hard to balance everything out. Right eye simply takes over and so I have depth perception and everything as if I do not have a problem in the world. Just as my kidneys so far, keep functioning to the level that they can. Of course, I try to help them along by following remarkably closely a good kidney diet -- not the one given me by Kaiser, with all of it's artificial, petrochemically derived ingredients -- and by seeking alternative health care practices. I simply cannot imagine what my life would have been like -- or seriously, if I"d even have a life now -- had I followed the nephrologists' orders.


    October 14, 2009

    Another visit with Bill's urologist. He's doing remarkably well and so we should keep on keeping on. He has blood tests from time to time to mark his PSA and testosterone levels. When they climb, he's given a shot of Lupron to bring them down again. Eventually this will no longer be effective and then they'll think about another hormonal treatment, but so far so good. Of course, Bill is keeping up with his Vit. C drips and his Poly MVA. We're hoping that those alternatie practices will help the Lupron remain effective longer. So far, so good.


    October 29, 2008

    Bill has an emergency IR appointment. His tubes clog so badly that there was no freeing them. Indeed, his doctor had a heck of a time exchanging them as the clogs seemed to have formed around them inside his kidneys as well . . . like concrete. The nurses in Interventional Radiology, and his doctor, are tops in my book. There was also another emergency that night, but all was handled exceedingly well and one emergency situation did not upset any of the care for the other. Teamwork.

    Usually, Bill is so lightly sedated, that we are out of there in a hurry. However, because of his situation this time, they had to drug him fairly heavily. Then as he came out of that, he had a deep chill response and couldn't stop shaking so they gave him another sedative, which was quite effective, but kept us there even longer. Finally, long past 8 p.m., we were cleared to leave. He was feeling a little worse for wear and tear, but doing OK.


    October 30, 2008

    Bill OK enough to head up to Oregon for the Halloween Parade again this year. We joined our daughter and her three kids and friends for the walk through town in costume. Bill joined us for part of the parade and then returned to our daughter's car, which was parked in a handicapped zone nearby . . . thanks to a kind-hearted police officer. We continued on for all the festivities and then headed back to the house for dinner with friends of hers and then trick or treating that night with she and her kids. Bill stayed home to handle the tricks or treats on that end . . . doing fine following surgery and the big trip north and a bit of a walk in the parade.


    November 2008

    I continue regularly every Monday with my Taoist Jade Ball healer. He chants for not only my well being, but for my husband's, and my three kids. He feels it very important that Barbara is happy and Barbara is happy only when her family is doing well. Yes, the jade ball rolling is still painful, but no longer the CCCCRRRRAAAAAZZZZZYYYYYY PAIN it had been for right much of that first year. Now there are spots where I just feel the ball rolling and I don't feel the burning or the slice and dice feelings, or the deep aches. Of course, some areas of my body still feel those pains, but they tend to leave a little more quickly than in the past. White Cloud explains it like peeling an onion, where he slowly removes layers of pain. Also that when he first starts there are areas that are primary pain but as those start to heal, then the layers of secondary pain take their turn. Whatever, this treatment, while it certainly seems effective for others and for myself as well, is not something for the faint-hearted.


    November 14, 2008

    Meet new GYN. In to monitor the pedunculated tumor. It's the one I've named my Pedunculated Bellwether, for it often alerts me to toxins before my olfactory senses pick them up. With the sharpness of the pain I feel in it from fragrances, fresh oil paint, asphalt, refineries, etc., I often wonder just what are those chemicals doing to people who use them or work with them daily. There's got to be some connection with our illnesses and the proliferation of those toxins!

    New doctor -- former doctor retired, but left copious notes -- is aware of my tumor, checks it, it's still there. She is also aware of my chemical injury. However, she wasn't prepared for how chemical injury translates in my body to soaring blood pressure readings. It was over two hundred over more than 100.

    Too high she tells me. I agree, but I explained that I was hit by perfumed products on my way into the department to see her and that's what happens. She was afraid to release me, fearing I'd stroke out on her. I told her that at that moment I felt OK, no dizziness and that the best thing she could do for me was to get me out of there as fast as possible. I finally convinced her that I was not about to take any drugs, and just wanted to breathe cleaner air than what Kaiser was apparently able to provide, since they never tried to even educate staff and patients about not wearing/using fragrance products. And so, life goes. But I didn't, for I'm still here to write about this experience.

    November 26 - 30, 2008

    Our youngest grandchild's birthday. We head up to Oregon to be with the family on his birthday as it just so happens this is their father's week for the kids, but then their mother gets them on Monday and Wednesday evening for mealtime. So, up we head for birthday dinner with all, to celebrate the youngest's special day. He turns five.

    Thanksgiving Day is really, really different. Our daughter doesn't have the priviledge of having her children with her as this is their dad's week. So she, her dad and I drive up to the mountain, take a walk about, have a picnic lunch overlooking Mt. Shasta in the distance, and then head home to have a small but very pleasant dinner, just the three of us. She gets the kids on mid-day on Friday, per the agreement, so we have them for the Santa parade in town that night. Things now more back to normal with the kids around.

    Good grief, I hate this! Of course, I feel he had the perfect wife, but was just not smart enough to see it. What's worse is he doesn't seem to have a clue as to what he has done -- and is doing -- to his children. But, he has the undying support of his mother and father and that seems to be enough to keep him going . . . and his children in turmoil. And yet, he doesn't see that. What is really amazing to me about all of this is what an actor he's been for all these years, and now his true self comes out of hiding. Oh my, Mr. Smiley Face really wasn't . . . . it was all just a facade. Gracious, how we all were fooled. So thoroughly fooled. Our entire family. Seems hard to believe.

    But, again, our family all pulls together. And to that end, after the Santa Parade, we all drive up to Eugene where our oldest two grandchildren are in school. We plan to meet up with our son and his wife who are both in town to visit their kids over the Thanksgiving Holiday. Only ones missing will be our local daughter and her family.

    We arrive in time to join the older ones in a 11 p.m. Calzone feed . . . cheeseless for Bill and me. And, with a tour of our granddaughter's apartment, we find, our local daughter and grandson. Her hubby couldn't make it, but our daughter and her son flew up and were picked up by our son and his wife and their children as they all drove down from Washington, where they had enjoyed Thanksgiving Day with her mother and stepfather. Were we ever surpprised. Well, that doesn't begin to describe it for Bill. He was dumbfounded.

    Saturday found us having a grand family time at a nearby park. Great for all the kids to get out and get some air and exercise. We older ones took a walk along the river. Saturday night, we had dinner out at a popular restaurant, where we also could watch the Ducks win a football game.

    Our local grandson wound up with an after dinner mint stuck in his throat, but his Aunt was fast to the rescue, had him over her knees in nothing flat and got the candy out. The restaurant folks then gave him a dish of ice cream to help ease his throat and again we learn: All's well that ends well. Thank Heavens!

    Both of our daughters took turns driving back to our Oregon daughter's home in thick peasoup fog. After a good night's sleep, our local family members joined us for the drive back home to the Bay Area.

    Another wonderful family get together . . . It is so great seeing the two older grandkids, take such good care and time to play with the four younger grandkids. The cousins all love one another and the four littles get together as often as possible considering the seven hour drive they live apart. Does this old heart good.


    December 6, 2008

    Bill and Barb at EHN's Holiday Party

    EHN Holiday Party . . . Here we are. Folks seeing us can't believe the gloom and doom predictions of our condtions. So far, so good, for both of us, as you can see for yourselves.


    December 8, 2008

    Another eye doctor appointment for me. The left eye seems to be seeing faces a tad more clearly, although I still can't read regular sized print with just the left eye. However, the right eye continues to do all the seeing and reading I could hope for . . . and it seems as though overall my vision is improving. I had always been very nearsighted, but now I can do more without glasses. Still use them for driving, but overall, I feel as though I can see more clearly. Amazing. IF I live long enough, maybe I'll wind up with normal vision. Wouldn't that be a kick?

    However all yucks aside, I do think it is amazing that this old body, with its diagnosed kidney "failure" is able to heal its vision. Of course, I'm thankful for the help of all of my healthcare practioners, including my Kaiser doctors and my alternative health care providers. Working together, we all are keeping me going . . . going for my own amusement and pleasure, as well as going to be Bill's much needed helpmate.

    While Bill is fully capable of all things necessary for normal life for someone in his late 70s, he cannot deal with his clogged tubes and that's why I'm on call 24/7. I'm glad I can cope, because I am sensitive to odors and there certainly is an odor as well as a bit of a mess with clogged tubes. But, so far so good. Hmmmmmm, I seem to say that a lot lately.

    On a recent visit to see Bill's urologist, I was asked by the doctor: Are you comfortable with the proceedures? I responded with, "Please find another adjective." He shot back with a smile and a very quick, "Competent?" I said, "Yes, I was competent, but there was nothing in all of this that was COMFORTABLE for me." He was fine with that response and Bill laughed.

    Bill's doctor is also very pleased to see how well I look and how well I'm doing. I hope I keep on defying the odds for many long years to come. There are times when it seems to be getting harder and harder to stay close to my diet. I'd about die -- probably literally -- for a Tai Iced Coffee or Tea, or mmmmmm, a chocolate malt, or a box of Sees candies all to myself, or cheese. Oh how I'd love to sink my teeth into some really ripe limburger cheese, the smellier the better when it comes to cheese!


    December 2008

    Another round of barb's own bone density testing. The heat came on in the middle of the night so I got up to go down to turn down the therostat. I know how many steps we have, but failed to count. I was truly half asleep . . . perhaps more asleep than awake, for when I got to the thermostat, I thought, Hmmmm, I've grown taller! Honest to God that thought went through my head and I didn't think there was a thing wrong with it. But, reality set in. Quickly.

    I adjusted myself to get a better look at the thermostat and in so doing launched myself into space. I had grown taller by two steps! We've got a shelf w/kids toys right opposite the staircase, and I wanted to avoid hitting that, which I did. I managed a pirouette and fell in the entrance hall away from any and all obstacles. However, when I fell, my right arm was extended over my head.

    I sported quite the bruise in my underarm . . . something for White Cloud to roll out. Also gave White Cloud, my chiropractor and acupuncturist something to do in all their spare time . . . more shoulder work. By this time, I was also seeing a Physical Therapist at Kaiser (two times only) and so he gave me some additional exercises to do for that shoulder. All in all, with four injuries to it in just a couple of years time, I'd say I'm doing remarkably well. At least as far as my brand of bone density testing goes. I'm going to try to stay on my own two feet for a while now.


    2009 -- HAPPY NEW YEAR!


    January 8, 2009

    Every several weeks, we've had dinner with a couple we've known for years and years. Their youngest daughter and our oldest daughter introduced us back when they were in fifth grade. Our anniversaries are three months apart and while it's been a few years in between our meeting and our recent series of dinners, we've picked up where we left off when raising our families kind of took over. We began this new tradition back at the time of celebrating our respective Golden anniversaries. It's been fun . . . and keeps us feeling young. We are looking forward to such a dinner tonight. This is the last evening I'll eat with gay abandon, for next Tuesday is blood test day.
    -- barb


    January 28, 2009

    I've been enjoying my weekly appointments with NHI students. As I've mentioned earlier, they have two main types of massage, Shiatsu and Swedish. While I prefer Swedish, there is no requesting one over the other type and there is no requesting the massage therapist. All is the luck of the draw. So, while I prefer Swedish, when I wind up with Shiatsu, I decide that it's time for pressure point work and more stretches and I go with the flow. The main thing is thus far, the students have been absolutely wonderful. The fifty minute massages are great and you cannot beat the price: $35 for regulars, $30 for seniors and IF you can afford it, at the end of the year you have an opportunity to buy cards that will get you an even greater discount. But, topping all is the fact that the students and the staff are tremendous.

    I've come across information on how much massage therapy helps cancer patients, but thus far, I've not seen anything about massage therapy being done in place of dialysis and drugs for kidney patients. However, I'm still here to tell you, massage therapy is a very important part of keeping me going. I still don't have a lot of trouble with edema. Also, cramps seem to be less of a problem when I have my weekly massage therapy session.


    January 30, 2009

    2009 update on FibroGen

    See: Press Releases
    San Francisco, Calif. - January 30, 2009

    Patient Recruitment Resumes in FibroGen Phase 2 Study of Investigational Oral HIF-PH Inhibitor, FG-4592/ASP1517, for the Treatment of Anemia Associated with Chronic Kidney Disease
    http://www.fibrogen.com/press/release/pr_1233085726


    nts Exercise Caution during Treatment of Anemia in Kidney Patients
    http://www.bio-medicine.org/medicine-news/Exercise-Caution-during-Treatment-of-Anemia-in-Kidney-Patients-15889-1/

    Now, since I'm on this topic -- and there's good reason it is in my mind as my hemoglobin is very low -- I feel now is the hour to tell you I am still very, very skeptical about trying any drugs. Procrit among them. Certainly I don't want to try something experimental like Fibrogen.

    And just why am I so pig-headed about not taking drugs? Not even drugs for anemia?

    Because, thus far, doing things my way, I've not noticed any real decline in my ability to live life. Why should I wish to risk all that I have just for the sake of taking a readily prescribed drug to help me attain "better numbers"?

    Regardless of my numbers, I feel relatively well most of the time. I occasionaly have the pukes and they suddenly come on and just as suddenly leave. It's a lot of fluid that comes up, never food. Or I should say, rarely any food. It is most unusual and in that fashion, quite different from when I had the upchucks with my first and third pregnancies, as food would always come up then.

    But now, rarely is it anything but fluid. Lots and lots of fluid. And in that, it more reminds me of when I was a kid in grade school in St. Louis and would suddenly experience what seemed like tons of saliva pouring from my mouth and then I'd puke. Never knew what caused it at the time, but looking back, following more recent years of research, I'd be willing to bet a dollar to a doughnut that when those pukes came over me during classtime, is when the city of St. Louis was out spraying it's DDT for mosquito abatement back in the 1940s. No proof, but as I said, I'd be willing to bet.

    I'm still living by that magic number: 6.4 for hemoglobin. IF I go below that, I'm told that I'll be given a little Procrit . . . far less than "normal" people. I've also been told that there are herbs I can be given to help me better handle Procrit. But so far, I'm still at or above that magic number and so far, I'm maintaining my right to be free of artificial drugs. I'm also taking herbal formulas that are supposed to help the red blood cell count. We'll see.
    -- barb


    February 13, 2009

    Well, this is another Friday the 13th but quite different from the Friday the 13th in April 2007. My numbers are worse, but you'd never know it by looking at me. More importantly for this day, is the fact that it is a mini family reunion. Our son is in town, both of our daughters are in town with their kids, my niece has flown in and my friend from the old workplace has retired. Big party time tonight!

    My niece is someone special in this family. Really special for all the littles, for they all know her and love her, even the one that had yet to meet her. Why? How can that be? Because, she has a CD out for kids and they all have their copy and have shared copies with their day care facilities. You, too, could have a copy of her CD. It's reasonably priced for songs and music, some hers. She is known to the littles as Julie and Friends http://www.julieandfriends.com/


    February 15, 2009 It rained like Billy-be-damned all weekend long, but we needed it and it certainly didn't keep the sunshine from our faces. We had a grand time together.

    Friday, before everyone arrived, Bill and I had a visit with our Internist at Kaiser. She can't believe her eyes when she sees me. And she can still say that, even with my most recent blood test before her. My body, my stamina, just simply do not match with what they know about numbers like mine.

    So what does this all prove? That they inflate or deflate blood test numbers so they can sell more drugs? I am truly a unique individual? I'm an outlier? That White Cloud and his Heaven are keeping me going and thriving (to borrow a Kaiser term)? That actually, the body when properly nurtured, rather than further harmed by petrochemically derived drugs, can keep going remarkably well and for a remarkably long period of time?

    Frankly, I'm not capable of answering my own questions. Maybe the answer lies in 'ALL OF THE ABOVE."

    In any case, I keep thinking, Kaiser should make a case study out of my experiences. Learn. Maybe for the alredy chemically injured, this is the best way to treat kidney disease. Just maybe! In any case, I'm extremely pleased that this is the route I have chosen and stuck with, for doing it this way, has allowed me to Live Life While Dying. And, that's what this is all about!
    -- barb


    February 23, 2009

    Three important birthdays today. That of my playmate from infancy on, my youngest daughter and my local grandson.

    When Carol and I were little, we used to state emphatically: When I grow up, I'm going to have a baby on YOUR birthday! Then sure as shooting the other one would respond, NO, When I grow up, I'm going to have a baby on YOUR birthday.

    It never mattered which of the two of us started it, but we'd end up in a bit of a fight about it and then separate for, oh, maybe five minutes and then start calling the other from the back yard to see if she could come out to play. It was almost a ritual with us. Then we'd start playing dolls again, or hopscotch, or tag or go roller skating, or bike riding when a little older, or play on the lot up the alley. In any case, we had loads of fun and while she had several sisters and brothers, I had only my younger brother so she was like a sister to me. And still is.

    So, we grew up to have children. I had the three, she had four. My youngest was indeed born on Carol's birthday. She's had grandkids near my birthday but none on it, and certainly none of her sons were born on my birthday. You can only imagine the laughs we had over my having had my youngest on her birthday, and then when my local grandson was also born on her birthday -- and yes, I kept hoping that would be the case!

    So today is that day. Magical to me, all the more, for today, she's hit 70 years. We are both thankful we were healthy enough to raise our children into their adult years and to see our grandchildren get a good start in life. We both would like another thirty healthy years!! Can't you just see us at 100?
    -- barb


    March 13, 2009

    Another Friday the 13th, back to back with February's because February this year has only 28 days. See, the brain is still functioning.

    Looking back to that first visit with the nephrologist, I think what got me down the most was his insistance that I'd be losing my brain. My that man was demoralizing. Maybe it's a good thing I had him as the first nephrologist for everything he said was so off-putting that I had no trouble choosing to walk my own path. Maybe had he been more reasonable, I'd have dumbly followed along and then I'd surely be dead already, for my body simply cannot tolerate drugs. Nor flavors and fragrances. Nor pesticides. Nor some building materials and paints, nor some furnishings. Etc. But for this story, we center on the fact that there has to be another way other than pumping me full of drugs and dialysis solutions.

    Saw my ophthalmologist again today. Left eye vision is improving. Last December it was 20/100 and today it was 20/70. Still not perfect but considering that when I first saw the doctor about this condition, I couldn't even make out that large E on the eye chart, I've come a long way in healing. Healing without drugs; without dyes for a better look at the eye and to be able to inject drugs into the eye. Again, I'm very thankful for the alternative care I've received and for my eye doctor being wise enough to realize that Mother Nature can and does heal some problems without the assist from drugs.
    -- barb


    March 22/23, 2009

    Our son's birthday. He's on his own back home, but our daughters are in town with their kids, so we're having a celebration for him, without him. And, tomorrow, the 23rd, we all meet up with Julie and her family.

    We all had such a grand time together last month that Julie said she'd be back in March and by golly, her she is! She, her hubby and her two sons and the girls, their four littles, Bill and I, all meet up in SF at Aquatic Park for a picnic lunch. The youngsters play in the Bay while the elders gab . . . with one of the mothers taking turns on the beach with all the littles. Time passes too quickly and soon we're all saying So long, but it was grand while it lasted. And it sure was a kick getting to meet our grand nephews for the first time in their seven and ten years. My brother can be very proud of his progeny.
    -- barb


    March 30, 2009

    Coming Clean on Household Cleaners
    New York Times Blog
    My comment: March 30, 2009; 9:23 pm
    An update. This seems a topic for this section of my report. Obviously, I'm still alive! And, I feel fine!!
    http://greeninc.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/03/20/coming-clean-on-household-cleaners/#comment-46071


    April 1, 2009

    Depression: My turn

    This is a look back to the beginning of my diagnosis of kidney failure from year 2009. I couldn't write about this any earlier . . . it was for a while, still too raw.

    It should be known that following the delivery of the death sentence by the first nephrologist, I went into my first depression ever. It lasted into the end of November of 2005. It was hard not to think of that Thanksgiving with family as my "last."

    "Cry me a river" took on new meaning. I wasn't really affraid of dying, I just didn't want to -- and don't want to -- die before my time. And being so forcefully told that I'd just live a year more seemed way before my time.

    More, I couldn't handle the news that I'd surely lose my mind. I had suddenly renewed memories of my mother having lost hers the last couple of weeks of her life, so I started telling my kids over and over and over again how much I loved them, how important they were to me, how proud I was of them . . . and that there may come a day that I won't know them, but, for them to please remember how much they truly meant to me. Never without tears was that message delivered.

    A trip up to Oregon, brought more tears. The last trip through the beautiful fall foliage, the last journey past Mt. Shasta, the last view of all the beautiful snow-capped mountains. Would I still be alive, barely even, for my youngest granddaughter's seventh birthday? It was on her sixth birthday that we got hit over the head with our news of my renal failure.

    So on and so forth. Anyone who has been on his/her own journey through a serious diagnosis has had moments like that . . . I won't spell them all out. But you know I was down in the depths, when I even found myself crying over not being able to do the dishes in the not too distant future.

    Now, THAT, my friends, is depression.

    My acupuncturists and chiropractor were reassuring, my Internist (only one at that time) was sympathetic; my family and friends were worried and were understanding. But I was so thoroughly told to expect such horrid experiences -- particularly that I'd lose my mind -- that I sank into depression despite my best efforts.

    I kept my renal disease quiet from acquaintances -- or thought I had tried to do so. But as my husband was privy to my news, I couldn't keep it all together around my husband -- no matter how hard I tried. And try, I did, for that man has never been able to handle tears. I'm also guilty of having pulled the "dying card" when Thanksgiving came and there was a chance to have all the children and their children together for my "last" Thanksgiving Day. Hence, you know, I did not, could not, keep the news from my children. Besides, I had already launched into my repeated proclamations of love for them.

    nor could I hide the news of my renal disease from my few very close friends . . . They hung in there with me through my tears, my sobs, my wallowing in self-pity. My poor friends, plus my young acupuncturist, actually took the brunt of my depression. I somehow felt freer to "let loose" around them than around my husband or kids. They, I owe much gratitude; a debt I'll never be able to repay.

    My young acupuncturist somehow or other said the magic words. He may have said them repeatedly. I don't know. What were the magic words? I don't know that either. In fact, I forgot them as soon as I heard them. But as he closed the door one day, with me needled up -- and he said his parting words -- I suddenly felt the weight lift. Like magic. Was it the words? The tone of his voice? Where he had placed a needle or needles? All I know is that immediately I could not remember what I had just heard him say, nor have I ever remembered it. And when I've queried him about his magic words, he hadn't a clue either as to just what he said. Funny, strange, . . . And, I have, what my son when he was very young, used to call a "good remembery." Oh, well.

    The next day I saw my friend for lunch at my former workplace. She had been trying to talk me through this horrid time in my life, and all I could do was blubber. That's all I ever did from the end of July until whenever that heavy weight lifted a few months later. But on this day -- the day after "the lift" -- she could tell from the entrance to the cafe that I was back to my old self. She was a good 20 feet away from me and could see the difference!

    From that day that my aupuncturist lifted the weight, forward, living with kidney disease has become an interesting journey. And that is what has allowed me the energy to start writing this journal. It's partly for me and partly for any other person so diagnosed whose body still makes urine but whose kidneys do not properly clear the blood and send out all the correct hormones.

    And now as I tell this part of my story, on April Fools' Day of 2009 -- and this is no joke! -- I keep wondering what I'd have been like those first few months had the delivery of the news been different.

    I'd already lived through a diagnosis of leukemia when my youngest was but six months old and that doctor said, "The best way to cure a patient is to redo the blood test." He was correct! I had been severely anemic, but I did not have leukemia. When the girls were in college, I had been diagnosed with cancer of the cervix. Rather than rushing in for surgery right before the year-end break, with kids coming home, I decided to wait until after the new year and then I repeated that test with another doctor. Those new results proved the first PAP test to have been a false diagnosis. And, in May 1998, a year after I had been pronounced totally fine, I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. It turned out to be merely a benign, pedunculated tumor growing off the uterus like a mushroom and masking as an ovarian tumor. My older daughter introduced me to her acupuncturist and then I met another one who was a cancer expert and out of all of that treatment and another sonogram came news that my ovary was fine, it was just a pedunculated tumor, usually benign and I could continue to live with it rather than face surgery.

    But all were "heavy" diagnoses and I didn't go down the tubes. I met the diagnoses head on; they were new challenges. The difference was the doctor and his delivery of the news. That first nephrologist has something to learn! In my humble opinion.

    I wish us all well. -- barb,April 1, 2009

    Return to story of first office visit.

    April 6, 2009

    Another visit with Bill's urologist. So far, so good for Bill and his doctor is again pleased to see how well I'm doing. I'm not his patient, but he seems to keep an eye out to my well-being for I'm the care giver to his patient. I'm still on-call tube unclogger, bandage changer, etc. Bill on the other hand is my HBOT helper. Together, we keep on trucking.

    Of course, I'm still seeing White Cloud once a week for jade ball therapy and NHI for massage therapy, and acupuncture and chiropractic and my EI doctor every other week for a push and laser treatment with his chiropractic friend, so all in all, I'm keeping up with life just fine and so is Bill. So far, so good.


    April 9 / 10, 2009

    Well, the old tubes clog and this time there was no unclogging them on my own. I tried from around 10 p.m. on until nearly 1 a.m. on the 10th. By that time, Bill's pain was increasing. Beyond that, a fever can start. I just could not unclog these tubes this time so off to ER we went.

    Just our luck . . . they were first, stripping then waxing the floor in the ER waiting room. I couldn't handle the fumes, even with a mask, so they told me to sit out by the front door and they'd call me when there was a room for Bill. That helped.

    But, then I had to use the bathroom. Yes, my kidneys still make urine . . . and about every couple of hours I have to empty my bladder. Sometimes, when asleep I'll get three hour stretches, but that's if I'm wearing magnets on the bottom of my feet. (Yeppers, that's a new trick, and it's from Dr. Lopez.) Anyway, there was no way, I'd last three hours that night, not with all the air polluting going on. So off to the bathroom I'd trot and just opening the door, made sure I'd have to use the facility for it was overwhelmingly loaded with air "fresheners." Proving once again, Kaiser simply doesn't get it. Doesn't matter what the write and what they state, they continuously poison the air with petrochemically derived fragrances. (And, yes, I've given them copies of the work of Professor Anne C. Steinemann. But to what avail?)

    Eventually they had a room for Bill and I could join him there. That was better for me, but only if we were able to keep the door closed. However, the staff is working and they like the convenience of easy in and out, so the door would be left open and in would come all the odors from the floor rewaxing job going on in the waiting room.

    Well, in short order, my ankles swelled. Sign of kidney failure, but for my body, also a sign of MCS. My heart went racing and into an erratic beat. A sign of kidney failure, but for my body, also a sign of MCS. I developed quite a headache. Repeat the refrain. All this and it would look like I was going down the tubes fast by the time I had to see my Internist that morning at 8:30 a.m. Another trip to the bathroom at about 4:20 sort of sealed my doom as this bathroom was also highly scented. At least, however, it had toilet paper. Four more hours to see my Internist and she'd not think MCS, she'd think Kidney Failure. What to do?

    We had an excellent parking spot, right outside her office building. I hated to leave that. We'd never do so well again. So we slept in our car. We had a couple of hours sleep, and then awoke about 7 a.m., in time to use the bathroom to wash up a tad -- Bill was worried about not shaving but I told him our doctor would simply be happy to see him after last night's ordeal.

    Now the funny thing about all this is, that by the time we got to the doctor, I looked my normal self and my heart was beating at a steady pace. How did I accomplish that in such a short period of time. Well color me cuckoo if you'd like, but I used massage and EFT -- the tapping program. (You can Google it and learn it online, if you care to do so.) Anyway, it sure seemed to quell the headache and the racing heart. Massaging my feet, ankles and legs and propping them up on the dashboard, seemed to have taken down the swelling. So while I could proudly show my perfectly humming body to my Internist, I also managed to do in any proof that Kaiser's fragrances and waxing caused me any problems just a few short hours before. Now ain't that a kick?

    What about Bill?, you may well ask. Well, all he needed was a fellow with some strong muscles and his tubes unclogged. But before I had the doctor doing his thing, I spent some time with Bill doing EFT on him. Did that help clear the clogged plastic tubes coming out of his back? I haven't a clue, but I was helping the doctor set up for the procedure and it sure seemed as if he had no trouble whatsoever. I'd like to think EFT helped him, too.


    Saturday, April 9, 2009

    Tubes clogged again. This time in the late morning. I tried to unclog, but again, it was just too much like concrete and not about to release. I sent Bill back to lie down on the bed and then told him -- to some fussing on his part -- that we were going to do EFT, and he was going to go through it with me. Like it or not. Period. (The Dutch Uncle comes out in me ever so often.) We did the EFT and then in a little while we headed back to the bathroom. Success! How can EFT clear clogs in plastic tubes coming from the body? I haven't the foggiest notion and will not even want to hazard a guess, but something cleared that tube and it was only after the EFT that I stood a chance of working the clog free. Go figure!


    Monday, April 13, 2009
    Barbara Wilkie wrote [in response to a question posed by a fellow list member]:

    QUERY: What has (M)CS taught you?
    Date: Monday, April 13, 2009, 3:15 PM

    Interesting topic you pose, here Bart and one that I've given lots of thought to down through the years.

    One of the first things I learned was how much I improved when I began volunteering in ernest for EHN in the mid 1990s.

    And then, the biggest benefit of all in my having MCS, is that I already knew that when given the diagnosis of kidney failure, I'd do far better if I just let my kidneys and me die in their time, with a mindful eye to my diet, than if I did the nephrologists' bidding of going on a slew of drugs, dialysis and thinking of transplant.

    Having been chemically injured, I knew that if I took the drugs and set myself up for the surgery to be set up for dialysis, it would be an impossible life for me and that surely I'd be dead in under their predicted time frame . . . The first nephrologist had me dead in a year from diagnosis; the fourth I saw in Sept 2006 and he said, "By Christmas." By Christmas?, I shrieked. This Christmas??? !!!??? He looked a little startled and said, No, by Christmas 2007. I immediately explained to him that "By Christmas" when stated in the month of September and by Christmas one year and three months away, makes a HUGE difference. He sort of agreed that maybe it might. Away from that last experience, I told my Internist: NO MORE NEPHROLOGISTS. I can't handle the push of drugs on me and I further cannot handle the death threats. Just let me live and then die in peace. And she has.

    This July 26 my youngest granddaughter will turn 10 and I'll have my fourth anniversary of life with kidney failure after diagnosis, and thus far, still no drugs and no dialysis . . . and at my age and stage, I'm not even considering transplant. Me on drugs that I can't take to begin with? That makes no sense!!!

    The other thing I happened to have learned long ago from living with MCS is that I am not the only one. It doesn't matter how often someone will say, Barb, you are the ONLY one!, I know that is not true. And therefore, it keeps me searching for information.

    I began writing Wilkie Wages War on Kidney Disease because I could find nothing about dealing with kidney disease without drugs and without dialysis. So, I began charting my own course, with the assist from my healthcare team, which includes my friend and colleague, Betty Bridges, who in her previous life, before fragrance poisonings, was a dialysis nurse.

    I'm making as much info available to folks because while nephrologists are quick to deny any connection between chemical injury and renal failure, I'm sure it is there. There are just too many kidney toxicants in fragrances for there not to be a connection. And I'm sick and tired of always reading the one-word non-explanation explanation given by all the western mainstream medical doctors for all the environmentally caused diseases: UNEXPLAINED.

    The burgeoning rates of renal disease may not be so very UNEXPLAINED, if the medical doctors had sense enough to look at all the petrochemically derived products let loose on the market without full substantiation of safety. My concerns include products with artificial, petrochemically derived: flavors, fragrances, pesticides, building and funishing materials and most important of all, the very drugs the doctors are trained to prescribe for all of their patients.

    Well with knowing that no matter what, I am not the ONLY one, despite how many people have protested that to me, I kept looking for info. And while I've yet to discover info on No Dialysis as a viable option in this country, I did discover a really great page made available through the UK. Bless their hearts, they've also given me permission to build a link.

    No Dialysis or Stopping Dialysis
    http://renux.dmed.ed.ac.uk/edren/EdRenINFObits/NoRRT.html

    So, thanks for bringing up this topic Bart . . . just what I needed: Another soapbox!

    hugs, barb


    April 16, 2009

    Another IR appointment. That's Interventional Radiology and a great team of doctor and nurses at Kaiser. When we walk in for Bill's appointment for tubal exchange, it's like returning to family. They are impressed with this nearly 80 year old who isn't on a drugs, except for Lupron and his supplements. And as these tube exchanges go fairly easily most of the time for Bill, we'll have our local grandson with us overnight tonight and all day tomorrow.

    I can't imagine being able to have our grandchild with us for overnights and the next day, if I were on drugs and dialysis. I just can't imagine I'd feel good enough. However, as it is, we usually enjoy some outing with him when we have him for a day. Sometimes it's to the park and a steam train ride on the little railroad in Tilden, often it is to the Lawrence Hall of Science, with lunch in their cafeteria, making it an all day affair. When he was younger we used to go to a variety of playgrounds around the area, but his tastes have changed as he's aged and now at six years, he does love the LHS.


    April 2009

    Ah Ha!! I knew if I kept searching long enough and hard enough, I'd come across the information I was looking for . . . support for the renal patient who chooses NOT to go on dialysis. Alas, I had to find it on the other side of the world, but it does exist and it was a page that was encouraging for me to read. If you embark on such a journey . . . or even if you choose not to . . . you should know this page, No Dialysis and Stopping Dialysisat http://renux.dmed.ed.ac.uk/edren/EdRenINFObits/NoRRT.html

    And then I found: Withholding and Withdrawing Dialysis in the Intensive Care Unit: Benefits Derived from Consulting the Renal Physicians Association/American Society of Nephrology Clinical Practice Guideline, Shared Decision-Making in the Appropriate Initiation of and Withdrawal from Dialysis http://cjasn.asnjournals.org/cgi/reprint/3/2/587.pdf

    What's strange to me is this concept of a shared decision. I have had no support from nephrologists for my decision to avoid dialysis. They refused to even try to understand how I could come to that decision and instead decried me for saying No thank you! to dialysis.

    On the other hand, I've not been doing nothing. I have been doing SOMETHING. I've had tremendous support from my Kaiser Internist, and my team of health care practioners outside of Kaiser. I just know that without them, I'd not be doing this well today and feeling this great . . . despite my numbers. Which leads me to wonder if numbers are inflated to better be able to talk people into going on various drugs, or am I really that unusual? As most folks seem to bow to the orders of the nephrologists, I don't really have a clue, but it seems to me acupuncture, chiropractic and massage therapy, plus the detoxing treatments from a medical specialist, along with careful monitoring by my primary care physician, have worked wonders.

    I would love to see, in this country, nephrology begin to practice healthy support of the remaining kidney function as an option. Especially, with so many millions of people living with chemical injury who can no longer take prescribed drugs. But I dream.

    This renal dream is right up there with my MCS dream that MCS will be recognized fully by western medical and when that happens, steps will be taken to have safer consumer products released to market under true authority of government agencies. Not as the FDA has been acting during the past, whereby the industry is self-regulated. As I have said for years now, that is akin to putting the fox in charge of the hen house. It doesn't work . . . not for public health at any rate. It's done a fine job of shielding the industry from informed consumers though. But, as I say, I dream.


    April 29, 2009

    Oregon, here we come! Grandparents' Day at school on the 30th for two of our grandchildren this year, with classroom participation and performances by all the grades in the hall.

    We arrive for the Wednesday night meal with the kids and they opted to go to Metford to the Black Bear, so off we went. Then back to their dad's for the night. But we get them mid day on Friday. None of this seems anywhere near to being the right thing for the kids or for our daughter, but he's got what he wants. And, of course, he has the undying support of his parents. Had he been our son, I'd have tried talking to him like a "Dutch Uncle," but obviously this is a case of different strokes for different folks.


    May 1, 2009

    The youngest grandson sits firmly held in the lap of his paternal grandmother and waves to us several seats away. He becomes "ours" at the noon hour, when his siblings are released from school for the weekend, following the May Pole festivities. Oh, how strange this all is. At least we are healthy enough to enjoy the freezing cold May Day performance of the school children. Each class has a small role in the day's events, with the upper class doing the May Pole dances.

    Bill's tubes clog again, but we are smart enough to travel with the necessary equipment for getting them flushed open again, so it's no real problem. As soon as I can get the tubes unclogged, he has an immediate sense of release. Before that moment, the fluid starts backing up in his kidneys and causes pain. Hence, I'm on call 24/7 for we never know when a tube might clog. Usually first one than the other, but it can be a day or so apart.

    In the meantime, no one would know I have kidney disease just looking at me and this year, I didn't get sick at school. (Last year I tossed, upon arriving at the school.)


    May 6, 2009

    Attend a retirement party for a former colleague of mine. One of the very few I've returned for over the years since I took early retirement. The folks who knew me 10 years ago, can't get over how healthy I look now.

    Sadly his mother passed. She was diagnosed with kidney failuer about the time I was, but she was surgically prepared for dialysis and went right on it. She really didn't do too well, but more than that, I don't know. She also had age against her as she had another decade on me. However, her case again makes me ever so thankful that my kidneys still make urine and so far, I'm doing just fine without drugs and dialysis . . . at least just fine by my standards.

    When I first retired, my first acupuncturist thought of me as the walking dead. There was good reason: MCS (Multiple Chemical Sensitivity, the disability that cannot say its name out loud). It took my body a good seven years to recover from the worst of my MCS symptoms, only to then go into what was diagnosed as Stage Four Renal Failure. How ironic

    And what continues to amaze me is just how close the symptoms are for MCS and Renal Disease. For me that's kind of a "DUH!," but for some strange reason, the nephrologists just can't see a connection. Well, then, they won't even grant you that fragrances contain chemicals that are known kidney toxicants. So what in the world do I expect, after all????


    May 15/16/17, 2009

    Both girls and all of their littles are in town, as are our son, his wife and their two bigs. My daughters have found a parenting class to attend, and she also is a Jin Shin Jyutsu practioner. You may learn more about Jin Shin and her at http://www.leahstatman.com/jin_shin_jyutsu.html

    While the girls are having their sessions of Jin Shin and then enjoying the parenting class, we've got the four littles and lots of activity, and help from our two eldest grandchildren. The littles have their scooters and there's always the hose in front with plants that need some watering. And food. You'd think we were feeding an army here the way we go through food . . . and the girls bring in a lot of their own. It is a lot of fun having the littles together, especially with the bigs. It is so heartwarming to see how well all the cousins get along. One of these days, the littles will be in their teens. Will I still be referring to them as "the littles"?

    So far this month we were in Oregon for May Day festivities, I attended a retirement party for a former colleague, had another blood test, and now we have the pleasure of the company of our son and daughters and their families. Before they arrived, I was able to vacuum the house, do the laundry, make the beds, wash the floors of the kitchen and bathrooms and still have a grand time with the kids and their kids. There's 13 of us when we are all together.

    Now why are we all together this particular weekend? School isn't out yet for anyone. But we are looking ahead to next Wednesday when Bill turns 80, and as our eldest and youngest and their families won't be able to be with us on his birthday, we all are together now to celebrate. Now that is something that is truly hard for me to believe as Bill doesn't look like a man of 80, despite all of his problems.

    We went to dinner, played in the beautiful weather at Indian Rock and simply enjoyed one another and being together. The kids took us all to Sushi Solano for dinner and we took them to the El Cerrito Fat Apples' for breakfast Sunday morning, with our favorite waitress to boot! Then back to Indian Rock for more climbing and playing or as the kids put it: "to get our energy out." Here are some photos of the area in Berkeley. http://shopinberkeley.com/parks/indian-rock/index.html

    "GET YOUR ENERGY OUT!" My mother used to say that to my brother and me and now my grandchildren say that. I must have said it myself, to my three, but that I don't so much remember. However, when I hear it from my grandkids, I can also still hear my own mother telling my brother and me to play outside "to get your energy out."

    I'm so thankful I've lived long enough to have bridged such a span of time and cultures and to see how probably something my grandmother said, runs down through the family, generation upon generation.

    Both our daughters left for their homes in early afternoon, with our youngest taking up her niece and nephew so they could continue on up to their school in Oregon. While our local son-in-law joined us for dinner Saturday night, slept over and had breakfast with us Sunday morning, he had to get back home to continue his projects. Therefore, our local daughter also left Sunday afternoon, after the cousins and sisters all said their farewells.

    Our son and his wife stayed an extra day. I made breakfast on Monday, then we took a walk in the Berkeley Hills. We went to the Red Onion for lunch, then off to BART for their trip back to the airport and home.

    And then it was quiet.

    I persist in asking myself, Would I be able to be this active with this family IF I had done kidney disease the way kidney disease is meant to be dealt with, at least according to modern medical wisdom? I doubt it. Sincerely doubt it! Time and again, I am able to prove to myself that I am thankful I've chosen this path for living with kidney disease. I'm not suggesting that it replaces dialysis for others, I'm just saying for me, THIS is the way to go. Literally and figuratively. Of course, my kidneys are still making urine, so where they need help is with the diet and supplements like essential enzymes, and fish peptides to help keep the blood pressure down. Etc.
    -- barb


    May 20, 2009

    We both answered the bell again this morning. Tra La! And today is the birthday, not only of Bill, but also my local acupuncturist and a former colleague from work. Threes. Just as my birthday was shared first with an uncle and then a cousin and in later years, when we moved back to Berkeley, with two neighbors, one next door and one across the street.

    Bill and I continue with our appointments . . . for me that still means Jade Ball rolling, acupuncture, NHI and massage therapy, chiropractic and every other week, a trip into SF for Bill's vitamin C drip and my push and laser treatment and bio feedback.

    We just had a wonderful weekend with our family -- 13 of us! And tonight, we'll dine at Picante's to celebrate THE day with our local daughter, her husband and son.

    An update: I still feel remarkably good. Numbers for creatinine worse than ever, but I'm hoping that was merely reflective of the blood test coming too soon following a very active, fun Mother's Day. I'll watch my diet more closely this month.
    -- barb


    May 23, 2009

    I still feel surprisingly good, although I do have bouts of nauseousness from time to time. At least it isn't as it had been for about a year. Up until last July 16, 2008, I was pretty much having the pukes and/or the trots daily. As I've been told, that's the beginning of the end with kidney disease . . . then the patient stops eating and dies.

    So, I thought, I've been through this before . . . in the first several months of pregnancy. Six months with my first born and son. Then, because I was making a baby, I'd get sick and then eat again. And, for my body, that worked. So that past year of my very different types of pukes -- mainly fluid and not so much food coming up -- I went along in that fashion. Get sick then find something that I could stomach. It seems to work for me. At first it was organic bouillon, then I was able to branch out into more flavorful items, usually something spicey did the trick.

    I was sick on my own, when doing not much of anything, when taking a walk -- with my hubby, my son, my grandchildren, in front of my granddaughters . . . It seemed to matter not -- and still doesn't -- no matter what I was doing to take my mind off of my situation, all of a sudden t I was sick. Day or night. Whooops, there it was . . . that strange sounding cough and then I'd best run for the john because I was going to toss. One time that happened just as my acupuncturist was saying, Here Barb, this is where you hold your wrist to settle your stomach. Not my stomach. Not then.

    And, yes, from time to time, I'd feel a tad sorry for myself, but mostly, embarrassed that that would happen in front of others. Fortuately, on the walks, there was a tree nearby, so in my own way, I gave some libations to the gods. And then, there was that last time I was sick on the morning of July 16th. I had to hang up on a friend, run to the john, toss my breakfast, came back to the phone and called her back . . . and that was that.

    What made that morning the last puke for quite a while? I haven't a clue. Why have I had to lose my whatevers from time to time every now and then since then? I haven't a clue. But, most of the time these days, I feel just fine. And thankfully, I am no longer walking around feeling nauseous. That got me worse than the active upchucks.

    So, life with diagnosed kidney "failure" goes on. And for that, I'm most thankful. But in any case, it has been a great life, I've had absolutely the most wonderful kids and grandkids, my husband is still hanging in with me, and I can still make him laugh and he can still make me laugh. I'd love to continue on for another 30 years and be one of those little ol' ladies still capable of driving a car at 100 years of age (reportedly there's about five of them in California currently). Only time will tell.

    In the meantime, I'm having a blast. Life is basically very good, but busy trying to stay as healthy as possible in my world of MCS and kidney disease, along with my hubby's health problems that call for my rather constant attention. Fortunately, his nephrostomy keeps him alive. Unfortunately, his tubes clog from time to time, and I'm then his cleaner-upper. Only once had they packed so tightly that there was only a trip to Kaiser ER to be able to free him up. Not a bad record for how often, day or night, I've had to unclog his tubes. But, $50 co-pay for a stong muscled man to unclog his tubes plus my having been made sick by their waxing their waiting room floor that night, plus the really strong scent of air "fresheners" in their two little bathrooms, was a stiff price to pay.

    Nonetheless, I recovered from that and I've still energy enough to try to get Kaiser to go fragrance-free, and to generally use safer products for cleaning and maintenance . . . although that seems to be right much of a losing cause at this time.


    May 30, 2009

    Adding Jin Shin Jyutsu to the mix. http://www.leahstatman.com/jin_shin_jyutsu.html

    Liver flow blocked, which also blocks kidney flow.

    In this practice, one sees energy as much like a river. It flows along smoothly until it hits some boulders and then it becomes blocked. Touch certain spots on the body and that is supposed to release that energy and let it flow from head to toe. We'll see. It seems to me that all the work I've been doing has been along the same lines of energy flow. Acupuncture, chiropractic, bio-feedback, massage therapy and jade ball rolling . . . they all deal with releasing the blocked energy. Seems as though I should be loosygoosey one of these days, but maybe with each fragrance assault my body builds blocks.

    Every now and then, I relook at symptoms of kidney failure, such as this page:
    http://www.medicinenet.com/kidney_failure/page2.htm

    So far, I feel as though I still am pretty much asymptomatic although, if one looked at my blood test results, one would wonder how it is I can still function. But thus far, I've been able to keep up with laundry and cooking and some cleaning . . . more likely when our kids are to hit town, which fortunately is fairly often. I can still open most jars of food, except for a particular brand of sauerkraut, but then, I've always had to have Bill's help on opening that jar! I do just about all the driving, everywhere we go, although Bill will take over on the long trip to Oregon for about an hour or so. I also do some of the gardening and the laundry, and of course, take care of grandkids from time to time. Life is good. Maybe it will be even better now with Jin Shin added to the regime of energy work.

    I can't help but wonder what my life would have been like, had I done the bidding of nephrologists. Frankly, I just can't see myself having kept up with my pace had I been further poisoned by petrochemically derived drugs and dialysis and all the disinfectants, etc. Let alone, even getting through the surgery necessary for dialysis without additional trauma to my body . . . or premature death. Whatever, I am so thankful that I have done kidney disease my way, with the tender loving care of so many wonderful health care practitioners, family and friends. Thank you all.
    -- barb


    June 1, 2009

    Our waitress at Fat Apple's greets us with candles in our scone and croissant to acknowledge our 52 anniversary. What a sweet thought! Of course, that livens up the tables of people nearby us, making our morning all the more merry.

    We had lunch at the Red Onion up on San Pablo and then dinner at Brennan's down by the Berkeley Amtrak station. We hit some of our favorite spots . . . all day long.


    June 2, 2009

    Off to see our original acupuncturist in Mill Valley. During our sessions, he put on the piece, All that matters by Mark Knopfler, which you may listen to at http://www.musicbabylon.com/artist/mark_knopfler/shangri_la/186028-all_that_matters-lyrics.htm

    Somehow or other, I'd never before heard that sone. It really touched my heart that Raymond played if for us that day.

    Off to Brooklyn Pizza in San Rafael for a cheeseless pizza. They take good care of us there and even when we forget to ask for "no cheese," they've seen it's us and send out someone to double check. Great!!!


    June 3, 2009

    Another IR day for Mr. Bill. This time it goes very smoothly and he had only the very lightest of sedation. It was easy on the doctor too, which is always good news. I made it into NHI that afternoon for massage therapy and he rested at home.


    June 5, 2009

    Our Oregon daughter and her children arrive. There's a Jin Shin weekend ahead of my daughters and me, plus White Cloud's party tomorrow, for which I'm cooking a German pork dish.


    June 6, 2009

    White Cloud has a farewell party. It is so great to get to meet some of his other clients. We all have in common the stories of the pain. It's almost a right of passage. The food was varied and delicious, the camaraderie great and the hit of the afternoon was when several of his patients rolled him with his jade balls. He crawled away from the guys who really went after him with gusto and as he crawled across the room another guest said, Earthquake, Earthquake. We all thought it was White Cloud's crawling, but in reality, there was a 3.2 centered just north of us on the Hayward Fault.

    My two daughters and their children were also members of White Cloud's American Family so with 2/3 of the Wilkie clan there, it was another mini family reunion.

    I shall truly miss White Cloud. I've talked about the pain of his treatment, but living through that pain, leads one into a healthier life. Not only physically, but as my son puts it: spiritually and emotionally as well. We all anxiously await White Cloud's return to the Bay Area but just when that will be, we don't know.


    June 14, 2009 Flag Day

    Another White Cloud extravaganza. White Cloud didn't want to head back home to Korea without teaching us some of his recipes. We brought pots or other containers and left them at his home, then headed off to Korean Plaza in Oakland for shopping. I dare say, we were a motley crew. White Cloud reminded me of a school teacher keeping togther his class in a busy market area. He showed us what vegetables to buy for what food he had in mind to send up home with, ready to finish cooking.

    In my case the product was Kim Chee Soup. We shopped for green onions, tofu (firm, used half), two packages of oyster mushrooms, medium size jar of Kim Chee (used half), Pork shoulder butt. (I kid you not, so says the package.) Cut up this slice of meat into about 1" cubes. He threw in a little pepper he had on hand, red pepper from Korea: Very Good! and some salt. I was to take that home and add water and then cook until meat was done . . . nearly an hour on low/med heat. I should have made rice and served it over rice, but I didn't . . . we just dined on the soup. Spicy and delicious.

    For others he made cucumber kim chee, bean sprout kim chee, and still others, moo kim chee and for yet another, he made a beef soup.

    White Cloud did all the slicing and dicing, mixing and teaching as he went. It was indeed quite a production with all of us standing around him in admiration and thanks. He is a dear person, a serious monk and he has our welfare truly in his heart. We all are far better for having known White Cloud.


    June 15, 2009

    Last time with White Cloud for a healing session. Fortunately, it's not so painful this week as it was last week. Good to say goodbye without a great deal of pain from jade ball rolling . . . easier to deal with pain that will surely come from missing a wonderful human being. I'm so thankful I've had the opportunity to get to meet White Cloud and to be treated by him. It has been a special experience.


    June 18, 2009

    One last visit with White Cloud before his departure on the 21st for his home in Seoul Korea. White Cloud was asking about cold weather masks and I piped up with I know just the person from whom to get them! Adrien Bledstein and her I Can Breathe! Masks. She has cold weather masks and pollution masks. So as a thank you to White Cloud, I ordered masks and Adrien, bless her heart, was able to get them to me in time for me to get them to White Cloud before his departure. Need masks? http://www.icanbreathe.com/

    One last bit of ball rolling by White Cloud upon my feet and lower legs. He simply can't help himself . . . Healing is so very important to him and to his clients. We all have amazing stories to tell of first incredible pain and then slowly getting beyond the worst of that pain, to find our lives much improved in all directions. To know White Cloud is to know unconditional love and hope. We all feel it. Males, females, those with severe aches to those who had life-threatening conditions. We all feel saved by White Cloud and live a happier, healthier life because of him. He's helped one patient recover from a stroke, he's helped me recover from two TIAs (mini strokes several years ago, 13 months apart and both chemical induced), he's helped a fellow avoid heart surgery . . . and of course, there's his helping me and my kidney disease. Others had a hard time standing or sitting or walking or moving an arm and if they've stuck with him, they now can function noramlly. For us, to know White Cloud is to know a living miracle. I feel so fortunate to have been a part of his American family for the past nearly three years.
    -- barb


    June 20 2009

    I find, for the most part, that weekly massages at NHI seem to keep cramping to a minimum. For a few months, it seemed to have kept it totally at bay, but then, I ran normal on the magnesium reading for a couple of months, and the cramping came back. Despite NHI massage therapy. So, it seems to me that my body -- at this stage -- needs a little more magnesium than what the doctors consider standard for most people with kidney disease. Now, how did I figure this out? By taking in more greens and some calicum tablets with magnesium. The cramps abated almost immediately.

    May 30th was a particularly bad evening, with my hands cramping mostly. But that meant our local daughter, who with her family came down for an overnight visit, was cleaning up after me, picking up after me . . . and even feeding me when I couldn't hold a fork in my hand. Our grandson (6 yrs) couldn't believe his eyes and wondered how Grandma's fingers could go every which way. It was quite a night, until I thought about the magnesium being within range and thought, maybe I should ingest some magnesium. That I did in the form of Dolomite, which is calcium and magnesium together, and another gift of White Cloud. That stopped the cramps . . . but later I had the upchucks. Win some, lose some, but life rolls merrily on, for that was back on May 30 and this is now. No cramps for a while. Now looking to today, I had my fourth appointment for Jin Shin Jyutsu and I'm getting warmer. One of the symptoms of kidney disease is feeling cold. Very cold. Freezing cold. For me, this is the opposite of how I felt all my life. From early childhood on, I was pretty much akin to being a blast furnace. People could actually feel my heat radiating from my body. I never had mid-life hot flashes though . . . my entire life had been one mjor hot flash in essence. On the other hand, one can trace back my chemical injury to a refinery blow out in 1943 when I was five years of age, and then, too, the use of DDT by the city of St. Louis all during my childhood. Gotta get those mosquitos, even if it means destroying health for people and thier pets and the animals downstream. Anyway, since I've been diagnosed with kidney disease, I've been very, very cold. I've been known to be in a jacket, sometimes under a blanket or in a coat besides and that's when I'm in my home. In the acupuncturers' office, I've been under blankets with heaters on and heat lamps directly aimed at me. I can't stress how cold I was. Day in and day out. Bill, on Lupron, would have night hot flashes and I'd welcome those, for it was like having my own personal furnace in bed with me. I was that cold.

    That was then and this is now. Now, I'm going without my jacket from time to time. Or if I do have my jacket on, it is only my jacket that I need to have on. The blankets and coats don't also have to be around me. I'm starting to feel hot in the sunshine again. This is really feeling very different since 2005 and the advent of kidney disease. This energy flow by way of Jin Shin Jyutsu seems to be a bit different from all the other energy work I've ever engaged in. I'm thankful my daughters led me to Leah Statman.
    --barb


    June 21, 2009

    White Cloud has an entourage seeing him off at the airport, but it doesn't include us. We're all busy with our Father's Day activites.

    Bill and I head back to Fat Apple's and our favorite waitress. And then shopping at TJ's. For lunch, we head out to Nantucket in Crockett, tucked in under the Carquinez Bridge. We then headed out of town toward Port Costa and also, beyond that to the old Martinez Road which is closed to vehicular traffic but open for bicyclists and hikers. There we took a bit of a walk. Bill seemed to have enjoyed his Father's Day, as did I. Oh, yes, and I was without my jacket, even with a bit of a breeze blowing out there. Yeah, Jin Shin Jyutsu.

    Another milestone.

    --barb


    June 26-29, 2009

    Daughter and three kids arrive Friday night for a weekend visit. Second daughter and her son join in for an overnight on Saturday night. Both girls, their boys and Pops, all head to Stinson Beach on Sunday for a day in the sun. Pops sat on the beach, enjoying the kids and the birds. I stayed home with our granddaughter who had come down with a fever and a bad cough. We sat on the couch snuggled and viewing videos all day. She was an excellent patient in that she drank lots of water and by evening time with a lot of TLC from grandma, she was on the road to recovery.

    We are creeping up on my fourth anniversary past diagnosis and that granddaughter's tenth birthday.
    --barb


    July 1, 2009

    DMV . . . another experience there with air poisoned by a vast array of scented products used by the public as well as by the staff.

    IF only, over the years -- make that many, many years -- that I've been writing to the DMV, IF ONLY I could convince them that they should look at the study done in Japan, which states that fragrances adversely affect the mind as do alcohol and tobacco, maybe there'd be fewer car accidents and better service at DMV with cleaner air. Who knows? You can read an abstract of that study:

      Potentiation of GABAA receptors expressed in Xenopus oocytes by perfume and phytoncid.
      Aoshima H, Hamamoto K.
      "...these results suggest the possibility that the intake of perfume or phytoncid through the lungs, the skin or the intestines modulates the neural transmission in the brain through ionotropic GABAA receptors and changes the frame of the human mind, as alcohol or tobacco does."
      http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/10361687
    In the meantime, IF you are a user of fragrance products, YOU should begin studying the adverse events that these deleterious toxins can cause. Your health is only as good as perhaps your very next breath. That can be said of your family members, friends and colleagues as well. You just don't know ahead of time when your body will say Enough is enough! And, if you are pregnant, or hope to become pregnant, PLEASE give up using scented products for the sake of your baby, as well as your own well-being.

    Start looking for that benign sounding word, "flavor" or "fragrance" on the label of each and every product you want to purchase, and remember flavors and fragrances are added to your pharmaceuticals, too. When you see the word, "Flavor" or "Fragrance," put that product back on the shelf. Also, please keep in mind that the word, "NATURAL" means nothing, just as the words "UNSCENTED" or "FRAGRANCE-FREE" don't have to mean anything. Why? Because under law, they may carry scents to hide other objectionable odors OR they may carry chemicals that deaden the sense of smell. Those too can adversely affect the already chemically injured. And then we are back to that question: When will your body suddenly decided that ENOUGH IS ENOUGH?

    It is only through the pocket book -- our purchasing of safer products and leaving the petrochemically derived products on the shelf -- that we will get the safer products we all are entitled to have. The industry doesn't listen to us, nor does Congress . . . otherwise, products would have been made safer and proved such, years ago!
    --barb


    July 4, 2009

    A Fourth of July holiday and again I hear in my head Scott Beach and Dan Sorkin, formerly of KSFO radio in San Francisco, and their rendition of BE KIND TO YOUR WEB FOOTED FRIENDS ... I wish I had a recording of that! I Googled for one, but didn't find it or there would certainly be a link to it right here, right now. Oh, well.

    You can hear a sample here http://www.kidsmusictown.com/childrenssongslyrics/artists/daria/s/bekilndtoyourwebfootedfriends.mp3 and the music alone, with words printed on page can be found at http://www.boyscouttrail.com/content/song/song-1499.asp . . . but it ain't Scott Beach and Dan Sorkin!
    In any case, HAPPY 4TH!
    -- barb


    Other sources of info . . .

    Relax & Breathe Deep Relaxation CD with Guided Imagery and Healing Visualizations A CD is available: "The calming narration is by Steve Ross, MA, MFT, whose many years as a helping professional provide the insight and creative vision for this project." http://www.relaxandbreathe.net/

    Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia defines Chronic Renal Failure http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chronic_renal_failure

    Grocery list given me by Kaiser
    Trust me, I do not use most of the approved stuff as it would kill an MCSer in short order.
    What about kidney patients? Good grief!!!!! See the diet, with my comments:
    http://users.lmi.net/wilworks/ehnlinx/kidndiet.htm

    To the beginning of my blood readings info General information regarding kidney disease . . .

    Specific info . . . various items, including home diaylysis

    June 2007 -- A scary venture: Flying in the face of medical "wisdom"

    Dear Folks: The following states it . . . what I've been saying about my body and the fact that I choose -- against many protests, mind you! -- to go it without drugs! -- barb

      ALLERGIES AND CHEMICAL REACTIONS
      by Grace Ziem, M.D.,DR. P.H.
      "...The detoxification system may be impaired, occasionally genetically but more commonly because of past toxic exposure, and the individual may have more difficulty detoxifying. This can cause them to have reactions at dosage levels that would be less of a problem for healthy individuals with normal detoxification. It is important to recall that the vast majority of pharmaceutical agents are derived from petrochemicals and must be detoxified by the body using the detoxification system. Therefore, an individual who has impaired detoxification may have more difficulty tolerating medications ..."
      http://www.mcsbeaconofhope.com/drziemalrg.html

    [Just for the record, the kidneys are a detoxifying organ. Will nephrologists take this into account? I have yet to meet one. Hence, I play this kidney game with my internist, my EI doctor, my chiropractor, my acupuncturists, biofeedback, massage therapy, jade ball therapist/healer.


    For lots of info on kidney disease, you may want to check out this search page . . .
    http://www.bing.com/search?q=kidney&FORM=MHEGEN&PUBL=Google&CREA=userid1743go92f678b1a7fa5cbc58bd38d6de24e324

    Managing Stress: What Kidney Patients, Family Members, and Caregivers Need to Know
    http://www.ikidney.com/article.php?id=20071015192333

    June 22, 2009

    First day without White Cloud, who returned home yesterday. However, I've been given a jade ball so I can self-roll or my husband can roll me and then my local acupuncturist has been trained up by White Cloud in the art of jade ball therapy. So we'll see what we see. In the meantime, I did find the above article on massage therapy benefiting kidney patients. Of course, they talk about the typical renal patient, who is on drugs and dialysis also, but nonetheless, here's an article that tells the world that I am indeed onto something. Massage therapy helps renal patients. I am so thankful that I started with NHI back in April of 2006 and my appointments there have been a way of life for me.

    Let the charts begin:

    Creatinine readings 2005:

       July 20, 2005 -- 3.2 . . . I had already planned to return to veggies the day before this blood test was taken, hence I ate a lot of tomatoes, celery, watremelon. Little did I know I was consuming large quantities of potassium. BAD!

       July 22 -- 2.8 . . . when I learned on Thursday to stop tomatoes, dairy, etc., I did and so Friday's retake showed a drop of 12.5 percent. Nice.

       Aug. 9 -- 2.6

       Aug. 31 -- 2.5 . . . so far looking good . . .

       Oct. 25 -- 2.9 . . . bummer! But, I stupidly took a hike and forgot my water bottle less than 24 hours before the blood test. Did lack of hydration affect the creatinine reading? Or, has it been up since the pesticiding of utility poles -- without warning! -- on our block and in front of our home? Don't know. Didn't have a blood test in September.

    Now I wish I had before Sept. 27, and then one after. That would have been worth doing and given a better clue as to full adverse effects suffered due to pesticiding utility poles. There was no doubt that my respiratory system was tanked because of the pesticides on our block and in front of our house. In supposedly "pesticide-free" Berkeley, no less. Why no warning??????? And, I couldn't get anyone in Berkeley to give a damn. Had to turn to Alameda County for information.

       Dec. 8 , 2005 -- 3.1. . . Well, damn! But then, I was still following the diet given me by the nephrologist in July, not eating more than 8 oz of meat a day. With heartfelt thanks to Betty Bridges, I have since read Coping with Kidney Disease: A 12-Step Treatment Program to Help You Avoid Dialysis Mackenzie Walser, Betsy Thorpe; ISBN: 0-471-54336-5; 240 pages; April 2004; US $16.95. http://www.copingwithkidneydisease.com/

    A very low protein diet is the recommended trick, along with taking essential amino acid supplements. We'll see. I'll keep you posted for as long as possible.

        Dec. 14 -- 3.0 . . . A tiny improvement but that improves my outlook a lot! A whole lot!!


    Creatinine readings 2006:

       Jan. 18, 2006 -- 3.4 . . . Double damn! But then I discovered in Dr. Walser's book (given me by Betty Bridges) that one should not test for creatinine without treating for acid stomach and just guess who was indulging her appetite for pickles. Pickled onions, okra, cucumbers, etc.


    March 7, 2006

    I've decided to make up a chart. Seems as though it will be easier to follow.
    The numbers via a phone call this morning are:
    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 30 . . . highest ever < 21
    H Magnesium 2.6 1.7 -2.3
    L Calcium 8.4 8.5 - 10.3
    L CO2 23 24 - 33
    H Creatinine 3.7 . . . highest ever <1.2
    H Phosphorus 4.6 2.7 - 4.5
    H Potassium 5.4 3.5 - 5.3
    L GFR 13 . . . lowest I've been >59
    L Hemoglobin 10.4 11.5 - 15
    L Hematocrit 32.4 34 - 46
    Iron is OK . . . I didn't get numbers


    April 4, 2006

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 42 . . . HIGHEST ever, but I had fish the day before the test < 21
    H Magnesium 2.8 1.7 -2.3
      Calcium 8.7 8.5 - 10.3
    L CO2 20 24 - 33
    H Creatinine 3.5 . . . down a little, but warned that variations happen in the readings <1.2
    H Phosphorus 5.6 . . . but I had fish the day before the test 2.7 - 4.5
      Potassium 4.5 . . . back to "normal" despite a few potatoes 3.5 - 5.3
    L GFR * 14 . . .up a little, reflective of the creatinine dropping a bit. Taking my 67 years and my creatinine reading, if we look at AfAm, based on my muscles, not race, I'd have a GFR of 17; if white male, it would read 19, and black male would be 23. Am I really a white woman? Yeah, but probably more muscular and more active than what the experts factor in as average. >59
    L Hemoglobin 10.1 . . . a bit of a drop from March, but same as January 11.5 - 15
    L Hematocrit 30.3 . . . lowest ever . . . it had been dropping but raised a bit in March only to drop again in April 34 - 46


    May 2, 2006

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 43 . . . climbing ever upward . . . not good news! < 21
    H Magnesium 3.0 1.7 -2.3
      Calcium 8.8 8.5 - 10.3
    L CO2 22 24 - 33
    H Creatinine 4.3 . . . well, here we go, a new high. I like high marks, but not here! <1.2
      Phosphorus 4.3 . . . back in range. Yeah! 2.7 - 4.5
      Potassium 5.1 . . . still in normal, but getting higher 3.5 - 5.3
    L GFR * 11 or 13 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 13! >59
    L Hemoglobin 9.8 . . . a drop 11.5 - 15
    L Hematocrit 30.4 . . . 34 - 46


    May 30, 2006

    Standard four-week interval for tests. However, I'd had Chinese Watercress the night before this blood test and my potassium shot up. Have to take another test in a week.

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 48 . . . HIGHEST ever < 21
    H Magnesium 2.4 A bit of a drop, but still high. High magnesium is supposed to cause low blood pressure. I should be so lucky to have my BP drop to even normal. 1.7 -2.3
      Calcium 9.5 8.5 - 10.3
    L CO2 20 24 - 33
    H Creatinine 4.3 . . . Well, it's held its own despite wonderful vacation w/family. <1.2
    H Phosphorus 5.2 . . . Down a little . . . but still too high. 2.7 - 4.5
    R Potassium 5.8 . . . I guess the R stands for REPORT, for I got a call about symptoms of potassium poisoning. I didn't have anything they described, although my hands cramped on Tuesday while cooking and that night I had a cramp in the muscle to the left of my left shin . . . Kaiser asked about tingling in hands and feet, difficulty breathing or speaking, dizziness, vomiting, fatigue, strange heart beat, nausea, diarrhea . . . Looking back, I wonder if my body simply goes into cramps from too high potassium, because spring 2005 I had a lot of trouble with leg cramps, which I had thought were due to the work I was doing and then to our travels and hikes. It wasn't until July that I learned I had stage 4 kidney failure. Ah, HA! Cramps may be my body's warning signal. 3.5 - 5.3
    L GFR * 11 or 13 . . . >59
    L Hemoglobin 9.9 . . . up ever so little, nonetheless, UP! 11.5 - 15
    L Hematocrit 31.1 . . . up a little 34 - 46


    June 5, 2006

    This is a re-test because of the high potassium the week before . . . However, I went to the main lab this time. I've noticed that the numbers are different, including the ranges of what the numbers should be.

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 46 . . . A bit of a drop. Thankful for good news! 7 -17
    H Magnesium 2.5 . . . Arrrrgh, up a little . . . better had that .1 been down from the last reading, then I'd have hit normal. 1.6 -2.3
      Calcium 9.3 . . . Well, at least maybe I'm doing something right. 8.4 - 10.2
      CO2 24 . . . I've not a clue why this has suddenly come into normal, but I'll take it. 22 - 30
    H Creatinine 5.3 . . . This is the real bummer this week. HIGHEST EVER. 0.6 - 1.2
    H Phosphorus 5.7 . . . Don't know why this remains high, except it's part of kidney failure. 2.5 - 4.5
      Potassium 5.0 . . . back within "normal" range, so it looks like Chinese Watercress should be thought of as SPINACH, CHARD, KALE . . . high in potassium. 3.5 - 5.3
      Sodium 137 . . . 137 - 145
    L GFR * 9 OR 10 . . .Lowest ever. But so far, still feel OK. Funny that in one week's time, my creatinine and GFR should take such a hit. I'm not sure why . . . except, duh, KIDNEY FAILURE. But WHY? That's a question I've never had answered to suit me. They point to obesity . . . I was and am muscular and overweight, but not rolling in fat cells. Obese? No doctor outside of Kaiser has ever said I was grossly overweight or extremely fat. And the other easy mark is hypertension, but away from Kaiser, my blood pressure tends to run in the 120s and 130s . . . so, how is that hypertension enough to kill off the kidneys?

    I believe the kidneys have had more than their fair share of processing toxins, but try to get a nephrologist to look at that without stultifying the patient. In this case, moi.

    >59
    L Hemoglobin 9.7 11.5 - 15
    L Hematocrit 29.2 . . . 34.0 - 46.0


    June 30, 2006 . . . back to the lab I usually visit.

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 37 . . . Yeah, a drop! < 21
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . just a smidgeon high. 1.7 -2.3
      Calcium 9.0 8.5 - 10.3
    L CO2 23 24 - 33
    H Creatinine 4.4 . . . well, a drop to just a tenth of a point higher than I was in early May. Not bad. <1.2
      Phosphorus 4.4 . . . back in range. Yeah! 2.7 - 4.5
      Potassium 5.1 . . . still in normal range; that's some good news! 3.5 - 5.3
    L GFR * 11 or 13 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 13! >59
    L Hemoglobin 9.6 . . . a drop 11.5 - 15.0
    L Hematocrit 29.7 . . . and any little up here is certainly worth my taking! 34 - 46


    July 27, 2006

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 49 . . . a leap upward . . . not good news! (blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) < 21
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . at least it's not way high, for that could affect the heart's rhythm. 1.7 -2.3
      Calcium 8.9 8.5 - 10.3
    L CO2 21 . . . a little too low. 24 - 33
    H Creatinine 4.8 . . . well, here we go, up again, but at least not my highest high. <1.2
    H Phosphorus 5. . . . Bummer. Didn't eat anythng that I know of that could have caused this. 2.7 - 4.5
      Potassium 4.6 . . . Well, now, this looks great in the sea of bad news. 3.5 - 5.3
    L GFR * 10 or 12 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 12! >59
    L Hemoglobin 9.3 . . . another drop. Miracles can start with a turn around right here. 11.5 - 15
    L Hematocrit 27.9 . . . another drop. Miracles can continue with a turn around here, too. 34 - 46


    August 2006 . . .

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 55 . . . a bigger leap upward . . . not good news. This is my highest BUN reading. (blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) < 21
      Magnesium 2.1 . . . Normal range, hot diggity. This is important because, as I understand it, too much magnesium can affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3
      Calcium 9.1 8.5 - 10.3
      CO2 Whoops, no request this month for CO2 24 - 33
    H Creatinine 4.9 . . . up by a tenth of a point again, but at least not my highest high, and I can feel that I've pretty much held my ground. <1.2
      Phosphorus 4.2 . . . Wow, normal! This is important, because, as I understand it, too much phosphorus and you start leaching calcium out of bones. 2.7 - 4.5
      Potassium 4.6 . . . Steady as she blows. 3.5 - 5.3
    L GFR * 9 or 11 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 11! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. >59
    L Hemoglobin 9.2 . . . another drop, but only a tenth of a point. Maybe miracles are starting with a turn around right here. 11.5 - 15
    L Hematocrit 28 . . . UP a tenth of a point. At least that's a different direction. Miracles, anyone? I'm up for them, starting N O W ! 34 - 46


    September 26, 2006 . . .

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 51 . . .A welcomed drop even though it is still way too high. (blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
      Magnesium 2.3 . . . Normal range, hot diggity. This is important because, as I understand it, too much magnesium can affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.7 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
      CO2 20 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.3 . . . up again, this time by four tenths of a point, reaching my highest high thus far. <1.2 mg/dl
      Phosphorus 3.9 . . . Still, normal! 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
      Potassium 4.6 . . . Steady as she blows. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
      Sodium 134 . . . Normal, even if barely. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 9 or 10 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 10! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscualr. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 9.4 . . . Up by two tenths of a point. Maybe miracles are starting. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 28 .6. . . UP six tenths of a point. Still too low, but at least this reading is UP! Miracles, anyone? I'm ready!!!!! Ready for my kidneys to start producing erythropoietin. (Erythropoietin is a hormone that is produced by healthy kidneys, which in essence tells the brain to tell the bone marrow to produce the necessary red blood cells. Kidney failure means failure of the production of red blood cells, hence anemia. When one's red cell counts get too low, one doesn't get the oxygen delivered to all the organs . . . doctors have an artificial way of stimulating that hormone. I'm trying to handle all this without drugs as long as possible. 34 - 46 %


    October 2006 . . .

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H Cystatin C 3.41 . . . First time I've had this test run; more accutate than creatinine. .5 - 1
      CRP 0.3 . . . First time I've had this test run; checks inflammation. < 0.5 mg/dl
    H BUN 54 . . .A unwelcomed increase of three points.(blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . Up a tenth of a point into abnormal readings. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.8 . . . Up a little more and that's good. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 18 . . . A drop of 2 points. Why??? Damned if I know. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.1 . . . Down by two tenths of a point, at least that's the right direction, but it is still too high. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 4.6 . . . Up a tenth of a point, but not too many worries about leaching calcium from bones yet. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
      Potassium 4.9 . . . Down a little and still normal. This is very good news. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
      Sodium 134 . . . Steady as she blows. Normal, even if barely. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 9 or 11 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 11! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscualr. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 9.4 . . . No change since last month. Maybe miracles are continuing, still too low, but at least it hasn't continued that drop I had been experiencing. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 29.2 . . UP another six tenths of a point. Still too low, but again this reading is UP! Miracles, anyone? I'm ready!!!!! Ready for my kidneys to start producing erythropoietin. (Erythropoietin is a hormone that is produced by healthy kidneys, which in essence tells the brain to tell the bone marrow to produce the necessary red blood cells. Kidney failure means failure of the production of red blood cells, hence anemia. When one's red cell counts get too low, one doesn't get the oxygen delivered to all the organs . . . doctors have an artificial way of stimulating that hormone. I'm trying to handle all this without drugs as long as possible. 34 - 46 %


    November 2006 . . .

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 47 . . .A welcomed drop!.(blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    Magnesium 2.2 . . . Back in normal range! As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.8 . . . Holding, and that's good. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 19 . . . . 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.07 . . . Down ever so slightly . . . at least that's the right direction, but it is still way too high. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.2 . . . Well that's up and I haven't a hint as to why. Now wonder about leaching calcium from bones. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
      Potassium 4.7 . . . Down a little and still normal. This is very good news. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 130 . . . Alas, a drop and now too low.. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 9 or 11 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 11! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscualr. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.6 . . . A big drop. Where are my miracles? 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 26.6 . . Another big drop. What happened? I've no clue. I was hopeful last month that my kidneys started producing at least a little erythropoietin, now I wonder. (Erythropoietin is a hormone that is produced by healthy kidneys, which in essence tells the brain to tell the bone marrow to produce the necessary red blood cells. Kidney failure means failure of the production of red blood cells, hence anemia. When one's red cell counts get too low, one doesn't get the oxygen delivered to all the organs . . . doctors have an artificial way of stimulating that hormone. I'm trying to handle all this without drugs as long as possible. 34 - 46 %


    December 2006 . . .

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 46 . . .Another welcomed, albeit tiny, drop!.(blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.5 . . . A tad high! Maybe that's why I had cramping limbs in November. Eating fiber, as well as trying to stay away from magnesium-rich foods, is a way to bring that back into range. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    L Calcium 8.4 . . . A bit of a drop, now a tad below normal. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 18 . . . . Even a little lower than last month . . . wonder why. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 4.7 . . . Down a little more . . .now this is in the right direction, and although it is still way too high, it is the first time since spring that I've been this low. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.0 . . . That's still too high, but down a tad, but how to pull that into normal???? I still haven't figured that one out. I haven't eaten a lot of fish this month. Oh, but I have had a few pieces of pickled herring . . . maybe I shouldn't allow myself that treat despite the fact that that's been a year-end tradition since infancy. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
      Potassium 5.0 . . . Up a little, but still normal. This is very good news. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
      Sodium 133 . . . Up to normal. That's a yeah! Funny how good a normal anything looks. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 10 or 12 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 12! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscualr. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.6 . . . A big drop. Where are my miracles? 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 26.6 . . Another big drop. What happened? I've no clue. I was hopeful last month that my kidneys started producing at least a little erythropoietin, now I wonder. (Erythropoietin is a hormone that is produced by healthy kidneys, which in essence tells the brain to tell the bone marrow to produce the necessary red blood cells. Kidney failure means failure of the production of red blood cells, hence anemia. When one's red cell counts get too low, one doesn't get the oxygen delivered to all the organs . . . doctors have an artificial way of stimulating that hormone. I'm trying to handle all this without drugs as long as possible. 34 - 46 %
    L CBC 28.5 . . Haven't had this complete blood count checked for quite a while, but if follows suit with the hemoglobin and hematocrit readings being a little low. 3.6 - 5.7
    Negative and trace Urine Protein, negative. Just a trace of blood, which could be OK, or . . . .??? No ranges before me, just word via phone call. But I've not had negative protein since all of this began. Maybe washing my meat has had a good effect on this as well as the drops in creatinine and BUN. Or, maybe the EI doctor is correct, when he says he believes, with support, any body organ can heal. As I'm wont to say: Time will tell. But in the meantime, I'm working at healing and thanks to a fine team, I'm still feeling great.  


    January 16, 2007 . . .

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 70 . . .Well, what stupid thing did I do to get this? One thing was, I was without water the previous afternoon. But probably worse was I succumbed to the temptation of eating some pop corn -- prepared -- and worse, some cashews after we got home. I haven't eaten nuts since July 20, 2005, but grabbed a handful the day before the blood test. And, truth be told, I had eaten some before that day as well. Could that added nitrogen, plus the lack of my usual amount of water, have caused the BUN to soar? In any case, I've not noticed any difference in my health or my energy. (Blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.6 . . . A tad higher . . . by a tenth of a point! Eating fiber, as well as trying to stay away from magnesium-rich foods, is a way to bring that back into range. Guess who slacked off in her apple eating! As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.6 . . . Normal. Wow! 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 17 . . . . Even a little lower than last month's 18 . . . Again, I wonder why. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.25 . . . Up . . . back into the 5s where I have been for quite some time before December. I certainly want to try to get back to the 4s for next month. No more nuts!!! <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.7 . . . Too high, and now this month I don't know why it's gone up even higher, unless that is just one of the marks of my kidney disease. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
      Potassium 4.9 . . . Normal. This is very good news. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 130 . . . Back down and I don't know why. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 9 or 10 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 10! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscualr. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 9.0 . . . Still too low, but up .4 from last month. Funny how the nurse is surprised I'm not bed ridden and I'm rejoicing in the "higher" number! 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 27.2 . . Another increase, this time up .6 of a point. (Erythropoietin is a hormone that is produced by healthy kidneys, which in essence tells the brain to tell the bone marrow to produce the necessary red blood cells. Kidney failure also means failure of the production of red blood cells, hence anemia because the kidneys are respoonsible for sending a hormone to the brain that sends a message to the bone marrow to kick out more red blood cells. Kidney failure is system failure. When one's red cell counts get too low, one doesn't get the oxygen delivered to all the organs . . . doctors have an artificial way of stimulating that hormone. I'm trying to handle all this without drugs as long as possible. 34 - 46 %


    February 13, 2007 . . .

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 45 . . .Back below the 50s that I'd been in during fall 2006; it had started climbing last March. (Blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.5 . . . A tad lower . . . by a tenth of a point! But, still too high. Eating fiber, as well as trying to stay away from magnesium-rich foods, is a way to bring that back into range. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.8 . . . Normal. Wow! and even a .2 increase! 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 20 . . . . A little move toward normal, but I haven't a clue as to why. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.15 . . . Down a little, but at least it is down. The correct direction for this reading. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.6 . . . Still too high but at least down a tenth of a point. Correct direction! 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
      Potassium 5.0 . . . Normal. This is very good news, but my internist would like to see it a little lower. However, my body seems to be more stable when it runs around 4.9 -5.0. Her feeling is that I'm just too close for comfort for going over the magic 5.3. However, the one time I had had Chinese Watercress right before the blood test and the potassium shot up to 5.8, Kaiser was worried, and called, but I had no symptoms. So, what if for MY body, a little more potassium is better than too little? I sure don't know, other than I get funny heart feelings when it runs lower than when it runs in the high normal range and I felt nothing at 5.8 either. My internist seemed to have accepted my account, but added the caution anyway. Her perogative. I'm just happy she's traveling this path with me. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 131 . . . Well, up a tenth of a point. Now, I'll wonder out loud . . . and the pondering I'm doing these days is that IF kidney health depends on a delicate balance of salt and potassium, was the fact that I was told to give up salt some years back, which I did, what has played a strange role in my kidney disease. Certainly my sodium count seems to always run low. This month, I'll try to jack that up and see what happens in March . .. Life is a crapshoot; so is living with kidney disease. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 9 or 11 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 11, which would put me up a tenth of a point again! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscualr. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.8 . . . Disappointing as it has dropped two tenths from last month. Funny how the nurse is surprised I'm not bed ridden and I'm rejoicing in the "higher" number! But apparently, 8 is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above and will the help of Floradix, I'm sure trying to stay up around 9 . . . while hoping for higher readings! 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 27.3 . . Another increase, this time up .1 of a point. (Erythropoietin is a hormone that is produced by healthy kidneys, which in essence tells the brain to tell the bone marrow to produce the necessary red blood cells. Kidney failure also means failure of the production of red blood cells, hence anemia because the kidneys are respoonsible for sending a hormone to the brain that sends a message to the bone marrow to kick out more red blood cells. Kidney failure is system failure. When one's red cell counts get too low, one doesn't get the oxygen delivered to all the organs . . . doctors have an artificial way of stimulating that hormone. I'm trying to handle all this without drugs for as long as possible. 34 - 46 %


    March 13, 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 49 . . .Still below the 50s that I'd been in during fall 2006; but four points higher than February. Don't have a clue as to why. (Blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    N Magnesium 2.2 . . . Normal. It's been a while. Did the Zeolites help? Eating fiber, as well as trying to stay away from magnesium-rich foods, is one way to bring that back into range. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 9.3 . . . Normal, and climbing -- up 1/2 point. Wow! Zeolites???? 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 20 . . . . Still low, haven't a clue as to why, but doctors don't care about this number reading low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.10 . . . Down a smidgeon -- .05 -- but it is down. The correct direction for this reading. <1.2 mg/dl
    N Phosphorus 4.5 . . . NORMAL!. Down, 1.1 points. Why? Don't know. Zeolites? My diet really hasn't changed. I know I've been trying to "think" my phosphorus down, but does mind over matter really work? I know that matter over mind (perfume in the air for example) works to my brain and body's disadvantage. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    N Potassium 4.2. . . Normal. My internist said she wanted my potassium to be even below last month's 5.0. I actually do pretty good with it running a little higher and told her so. OK . . . but then, this test shows a drop of .8 and I cannot begin to tell anyone the reason for it. Did I simply "listen" to my doctor or can we say the Zeolites had an effect? I don't know. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 129 . . . Well, down two points. Why? I've even been indulging in some sodium-rich foods. Why? Because having followed strict guidelines to limit sodium had no real effect on me and some of my research into kidney disease shows that potassium and sodium play a delicate balance for kidney health. So, I've eaten some potassium foods, like potato salad this past month and sprinkled on the sodium . . . and my sodium dropped all the more, my potassium dropped and my BP during my last check in a non-scented and therefore, non-Kaiser office, was 128. Now, I'll continue to wonder out loud . . . and the pondering I'm doing these days is that IF kidney health depends on a delicate balance of salt and potassium, was the fact that I was told to give up salt some years back, which I did, has that played a strange role in my kidney disease? Certainly my sodium count seems to always run low. So, that is what happened in March . .. Life is a crapshoot; so is living with kidney disease. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 9 or 11 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 11, which would put me up a tenth of a point again! Of course, this is based only on the creatinine reading, so IF for any reason that's off, so then is the GFR. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscualr. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.9 . . . Up a tenth of a point from last month. Apparently, 8 is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above and with the help of Floradix, I'm sure trying to stay up around 9 . . . while hoping for higher readings! 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 27.2 . . This time down .1 of a point. I'm now on herbs to try to juice up the red cell production and clear the BUN. We'll see together what April brings. (Erythropoietin is a hormone that is produced by healthy kidneys, which in essence tells the brain to tell the bone marrow to produce the necessary red blood cells. Kidney failure also means failure of the production of red blood cells, hence anemia because the kidneys are respoonsible for sending a hormone to the brain that sends a message to the bone marrow to kick out more red blood cells. Kidney failure is system failure. When one's red cell counts get too low, one doesn't get the oxygen delivered to all the organs . . . doctors have an artificial way of stimulating that hormone. I'm trying to handle all this without drugs for as long as possible. 34 - 46 %


    April 13, 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 45 . . .Down four points. Still way too high, but great news, even thought I don't have a clue as to why. (Blood, urea, nitrogen - from the breakdown of protein. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.5 . . . Up a little too high again. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.8 . . . Normal, although, it has dropped some since last month. Why? Car poisonings? 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 19. . . . Down another point, but I haven't a clue as to why. Doctors don't seem to care about this number reading low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.69. . . up .64. Why??? Did the deodorizer toxins take their toll? Was it my last minute whirl wind house cleaning activities before Betty's arrival the very night of this blood test? <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 4.9 . . . Up to a high reading again . . . again I don't know why. Not diet. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    H Potassium 6. . . Abnormally high. Call from fill-in doctor: YOU HAVE TO GET INTO KAISER EMERGENCY ROOM IMMEDIATELY; YOU COULD BE DEAD ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR IN 24 HOURS. I eventually got to Emergency and then there was no record of my retest, let alone my visit, which included an ECG. Cute. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 128 . . . Well, down another point. Why? 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 8 or 10 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 10. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.7 . . . Down two-tenths of a point from last month. Apparently, 8 is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above and with the help of Floradix, I'm sure trying to stay up around 9 . . . while hoping for higher readings! 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 26.9 . . This time down .3 of a point. 34 - 46 %


    Friday, April 13, 2007: Emergency Room

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H Potassium 5.6. . . Still too high, but at least it has dropped so it's lower than one of my earlier high readings, which I also had without any symptoms of heart problems. At least it is now only .3 of a point too high, so everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was going down. High potassium reading can indicate a diet boo-boo or suddenly worsening kidney disease with death imminent if you don't take medical action. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L

    Also, had to undergo an ECG in Emergency. That shows that my heart is abnormal, and I continue to have a left atrial enlargement. There was also low voltage in frontal leads . . . and I had a "Right axis deviation" whatever that means.


    Wednesday, April 18, 2007: Main Lab re-test

    Interesting, still no word appearing from ER that tells anyone at Kaiser that I had gone to ER on Friday the 13th as commanded.

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    N Potassium 5.1. . . Back in range. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 136 . . . Well, up, but this is from a different lab with a higher range, so I'm still too low. 137 - 145 mEq/L


    May 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 52 . . .Up, and much too high to please me. I can't say I did anything in particular that was stupid enough to earn this increase. BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.6 . . . Up a tenth of a point again. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 9.0 . . . Normal, and it has increased a little. This is good. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 17. . . . Down another two points, but I haven't a clue as to why. Doctors don't seem to care about this number reading low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.56. . . Down a tad . . . want to see it back in the 4 readings and then I'd like to see it drop below that. How's that for just a wishin'? <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 4.9 . . . High but this month, it is the same as last month. At least it didn't climb. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    N Potassium 4.9. . . Normal. Yeah!!!! 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 131 . . . Up a little, but still low. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR * 8 or 10 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 10. Same as last month. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.3 . . . Down four-tenths of a point from last month. Apparently, 8 is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above and with the help of Floradix, I'm sure trying to stay up around 9 . . . while hoping for higher readings! 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 25.8 . . This time down 1.1 points. Damn! 34 - 46 %


    June 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 73 . . .Up, and much too high to please me, but not a surprise, considering our anniversary weekend celebratory dining. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . Down a couple tenths of a point again. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.6 . . . Normal, but it has decreased a little. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 18. . . . Up a point, but still too low. Doctors, however, don't seem to care about this number reading low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.09. . . UP . . . but then, What was I to expect having had a rib-eye steak on our anniversary? Plus, the other celebratory meals that weekend . . . Well, let's see what July brings. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.4 . . .This too took a jump . . . a half a point. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    N Potassium 5.0. . . Still "normal." Yeah!!!! Boy does it cause trouble when it goes high! Kaiser is afraid I'll heart attack out . . . but what would be so bad about that. As far as I'm concerned, it would beat having to go on dialysis. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 131 . . . Same as last month and still low. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 7 or 9 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 9. With the increase in creatinine, the GFR drops. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.0 . . . Down another three-tenths of a point from last month. Apparently, 8 is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above and with the help of Floradix, I'm sure trying to get back up around 9 . . . while hoping for higher readings! 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 24.4 . . This time down 1.4 points. Damn! I'd not mind the creatinine going higher with the meat meals, IF the blood had stayed up there too. But it dropped as the creatinine rose. Double damn!! 34 - 46 %


    July 2007

    Get a look at that BUN reading. A drop from 73 on June 5, to 27 on July 5! Creatinine dropped a bit too. And potassium . . . Look how low that is on this diet, rich in potassium foods. Of course, I've been cautioned to not get too excited until we see a run of months with these numbers holding -- or at least, not drifting upwards by too much.
    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 27 . . .D O W N !! Wow! Does alkalizing work? It sure looks as if it does. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.9 . . . This is UP .5 points, which may be reflective of the colon cleanse I was on. I'll stop that and see what happens in August. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 9.0 . . . Normal, and, this number too, has improved. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    CO2 >45. . . . This doesn't make sense to me . . . and it doesn't have a flag on the lab results sheet. I've always run low in the past. Doctors, however, don't seem to care about this number reading low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.09. . . Down one full point since June 5. I've been told that creatinine drops slowly. But, I'm very pleased with the one point drop. At least it is in the right direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    Phosphorus 2.9 . . .A drop from 5.4 to a low normal reading. WOW! As I understand it, too much phosphorus and bones can be leached of calcium. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.6. . . Still "normal" and even lower than last month. Yeah!!!! And just think, I'm on a diet of potassium-rich foods. But, I also take in a lot of salt. Himalayan salt that is. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 139 . . . NORMAL!!! I've been running low to quite low in the sodium test. Sodium is important for balancing potassium. Are medical doctors causing kidney problems by taking patients off of sodium? Maybe they should switch their patients to aluminum-free baking soda and to Himalayan Salt. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 9 or 11 . . . still have muscle mass so I'll take the 11. With the decrease in creatinine, the GFR rises. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >59 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8.3 . . . UP three-tenths of a point from last month. Apparently, 8 is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above and with the help of Floradix, I'm sure trying to get back up around 9 . . . while hoping for higher readings! 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 26 . . UP by nearly two points. Yeah! 34 - 46 %


    July 31, 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 31 . . .Up four points, but still not too bad considering that in June, it had been a whopping 73. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . Back down .5 points so I'm again only .1 above normal. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.9. . . Normal, and, only down .1 point. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
      CO2 The lab forgot to run this test this time. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.48. . . Up from 5.09 on July 5, but close to holding my own. I've been told that creatinine drops slowly and that the reading is reflective of one's exercise also. I was doing some heavy house work the week before this test. I wonder. . . <1.2 mg/dl
    Phosphorus 4.2 . . .Still normal.As I understand it, too much phosphorus and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.1. . . Still "normal" but my doctor would rather see me in the 4s. But, I still think this is amazing because I'm on a diet of potassium-rich foods. I also take in a lot of salt -- Himalayan salt, that is. How kidney-patient-like is all of this??? 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 137 . . . Still NORMAL!!! Sodium is important for balancing potassium. Are medical doctors causing kidney problems by taking patients off of sodium? Maybe they should switch their patients to aluminum-free baking soda and to Himalayan Salt, with its 84 trace minerals. Any studies??? 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 8 or 10 . . . Like always, I'll take the higher number. With the increase in creatinine, the GFR drops. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >59 mL/min
      Vit B12 599 . . . As far as I know, this is the first time I was tested for amount of Vit. B 12. Looks like I'm OK on this score. >200- pg/ml
      Glucose, Random 96 . . .Periodically I've been tested for Glucose, and as always in the past, I came out OK on this test. 60 - 159 mg/dl
    L Hemoglobin 7.8. . . Now, this is the BAD news this month -- 8 is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above. Already the nasty PROCRIT word has been mentioned. I have chosen to try upping my red blood count by hitting the greens hard and often. I start my day with a shot of chlorophyll and take added greens throughout the day. We'll see what next month brings. Already, in just a couple of days time, I have realized that I can climb the steps without so much of the telltale burning pain in the legs that comes with severe anemia and our walks up hills has improved for me. Let's hope . . . Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 24.8 . . This number also dropped, but it had been even lower on June 5. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. So, 24.8 means that only 24.8 percent of the volume of my blood contains red blood cells . . . By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue, or dizziness or any other such symptoms. Hence, I'm not too anxious to have medical intervention with drugs that can cause my body even more problems. 34 - 46 %
      WBC 4.2 . . This month marks the first of a series of CBC (complete blood count) tests, so, I've no idea what this was like before going on the greening diet. My white blood cell count is still in the normal range, despite an infected hand and arm from an attack by a cat who didn't feel like getting her insulin shot that particular morning. (Not my cat, but I consider her my grandcat.) 3.5 - 12.5
    L RBC 2.58 . . Red blood cells are running low in this test too. But, considering my hemoglobin, this is not a surprise. 3.5 - 12.5
      MCV 96 fl. . "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." Looks like the size of my RBCs is just about right. That is good news to me. http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      RDW 12.5%. . "Red cell distribution width (RDW) is a calculation of the variation in the size of your RBCs. In some anemias, such as pernicious anemia, the amount of variation (anisocytosis) in RBC size (along with variation in shape ‚ poikilocytosis) causes an increase in the RDW." This looks good to me also . . . I'll take it! http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 11.9 - 14.3
      Cholesterol 178. . According to Kaiser and its info about lab tests, "The body uses cholesterol to help build cells and producew hormones. ... BEST is less than 200; borderline-high is 200 - 239; high is 240 or above." <239- mg/dl
      Triglyceride 81. . According to Kaiser and its info about lab tests, "Triglycerides are a type of fat the body uses to store energy. Only small amounts are found in the blood." <199- mg/dl
      HDL 55. . Think of this as "HEALTHY"According to Kaiser and its info about lab tests, "HDL (high-density lipoproteins) is more protein than fat. It helps clear the bad cholesterol from your blood o i does not clog your arteries. A high level of HDL can protect you from a heart attack. ... HDL should be more than 40. HDL over 60 helps protect against a heart attack. HDL below 40 increases your risk of heart problems. The higher your HDL, the better. A high HDL number can help offset a high LDL number. ... Exercose can raise your 'good' HDL." >45- mg/dl
      LDL, Calculated 107. . Think of this as "LOUSY"According to Kaiser and its info about lab tests, "LDL (low-density lipoproteins) is mostly fat with only a small amount of protein. It can clog your arteries. If you have high cholesterol, your doctor will want you to lowe your LDL. ... LDL should be less than 100. A level of 160 or above is high." <129- mg/dl


    August 28, 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 44 . . .Up 13 points, but still not too bad considering that in June, it had been a whopping 73. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) But, this month, I had the john trots right before the blood test, and while I tried my best to stay sufficiently hydrated, I may not have been. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.6 . . . Back up .2 points. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 9.0. . . Normal, and up .1 point. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 18 . . . Well, still running low on this reading. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.32. . . Down some from last test on July 31. I've been told that creatinine drops slowly and that the reading is reflective of one's exercise also. I learned from Kaiser's site after having this test, that one is not supposed to exercise for two days before the test, in preparation of this test. Next time I'll not take any huge walks and we'll see if that has an effect. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.6 . . .A jump, and I've not a clue as to why. Don't remember eating beans or nuts, not too much fish, and certainly no dairy. So why? Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.1. . . Still "normal" and, still the same as last month. My doctor would rather see me in the 4s. But, I still think this reading is truly amazing because I'm on a diet of potassium-rich foods. I also take in a lot of salt -- Himalayan salt, that is. How kidney-patient-like is all of this??? So far, so good. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 132 . . . Down five points since last month and I don't know why. I'm certainly getting a lot of sodium. Sodium is important for balancing potassium. Serious question: Are medical doctors causing kidney problems by taking patients off of sodium? Maybe they should switch their patients to aluminum-free baking soda and also to Himalayan Salt, with its 84 trace minerals. Any studies??? 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 8 or 10 . . . Still doing better than I was on June 5, when I had 7 or 9 from which to choose. Like always, I'll take the higher number. With the increase in creatinine, the GFR drops. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.8. . . Now, this is the BAD news agaom this month, but the GOOD news, is that I didn't drop any since last month. Eight is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above. Already the nasty PROCRIT word has been mentioned. I have chosen to try upping my red blood count by hitting the greens hard and often. I start my day with a shot of chlorophyll and take added greens throughout the day. We'll see what next month brings. I find myself running up our stairs again. Maybe that's a good sign. Let's hope . . . Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 23.2 . . 1.6 drop since last month -- lowest reading ever. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. So, 23.2 means that only 23.2 percent of the volume of my blood contains red blood cells . . . By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue. I had dizziness -- when I first got up -- on Sept. 8, but it lasted only a couple of minutes and has not returned. I've not had any other such symptoms of severe anemia. Yet. Hence, I'm not too anxious to have medical intervention with drugs that can cause my body even more problems. 34 - 46 %
      WBC 4.4 . . Up .2 of a point, but still within range. This month marks the second of a series of CBC (complete blood count) tests, so, I've no idea what this was like before going on the greening diet. 3.5 - 12.5
    L RBC 2.52 . . Down .6 of a point. Red blood cells are running low in this test too. But, considering my hemoglobin, this is not a surprise. 3.5 - 12.5
      MCV 92 fl. . "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 241 K/uL . "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    September 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 67 . . .Up a bunch this time, but still not as bad as that in June, when it had been a whopping 73. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) This month I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.8 . . . Now .5 points too high. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. But, so far my heart is fine. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 9.0. . . Normal! 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 17 . . . Down another point and still running low on this reading. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.68. . . Up .20 from last test on August 28. I learned from Kaiser's site after having this test, that one is not supposed to exercise for two days before the test, in preparation of this test. This time I did not take any huge walks, but I had eaten a little meat, having left my green diet in hopes of settling my stomach.. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.2 . . .Another jump up. But why? Kidney disease getting worse? Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. I try to avoid nuts, beans, dairy . . . but fish tends to be high in phosphorus so maybe that's my problem. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    H Potassium 5.1. . . "Normal.!" This is great new. My doctor would rather see me in the lower 4s, but I believe my body feels better when potassium is in the low 5a. /I> 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Glucose, random 97 . . . "Normal." But then, I've never had any trouble with glucose readings. /I> 60 - 159 mg/dl
    L Sodium 132 . . . Well, low it might be, but I am holding my own on this test last month and I still don't know why I'm low. I'm certainly getting a lot of sodium. Sodium is important for balancing potassium. Serious question: Are medical doctors causing kidney problems by taking patients off of sodium? Maybe they should switch their patients to aluminum-free baking soda and also to Himalayan Salt, with its 84 trace minerals. Any studies??? Anjy clues???? 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 8 or 10 . . . Same as last month. Still doing better than I was on June 5, when I had 7 or 9 from which to choose. Like always, I'll take the higher number. With the increase in creatinine, the GFR drops. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 8. . . Up .2 point since last month and that is the GOOD news. Eight is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above. We'll see what next month brings. I find myself running up our stairs again. Maybe that's a good sign. Let's hope . . . Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 23.3 . . .1 increase over last month. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. So, 23.2 means that only 23.2 percent of the volume of my blood contains red blood cells . . . By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue. I had dizziness -- when I first got up -- on Sept. 8, but it lasted only a couple of minutes and has not returned. I've not had any other such symptoms of severe anemia. Yet. Hence, I'm not too anxious to have medical intervention with drugs that can cause my body even more problems. 34 - 46 %
      WBC 4.9 . . Up .5 of a point and well within range. I've no idea what this was like before going on the greening diet on June 10th. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.46 Red blood cells are running low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
    H RDW, RBC 14.8 . . .5 of a point too high. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 95 fl. . Up a little since last month, but still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 262 K/uL . This has increased since last month, which looks better when comparing with the range. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    October 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 52 . . .Down this time, but I'm still hoping it will drop more. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration.) 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.5 . . . Down! Not as low as I'd like it to go, but moving in the right direction. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. However, my heart is still ticking as it should. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.5. . . Normal, but dropped .2 point so now I don't have any wiggle room, except up. Calcium seems to be an important partner for the see-saw ride with phosphorus. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
      CO2 25 . . . Up a bunch so it's now in the normal range. How did I do that???? 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 5.68. . . Up .20 from last test on August 28. I learned from Kaiser's site after having this test, that one is not supposed to exercise for two days before the test, in preparation of this test. This time I did not take any huge walks, but I had eaten a little meat, having left my green diet in hopes of settling my stomach.. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 4.9 . . .Dropped a bit, but still registering as "too high." Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
      Potassium 4.6. . . "Normal." I'm not quite sure what I did this month to get into the normal range for Potassium, just damn glad I got here! Beats Kaiser calling to tell me I'll be dead on the kitchen floor in 24 hours if I don't get into Emergency. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
      Sodium 137 . . . Well, here I am at normal. How did I do this? Seems I have a history of dropping in and out of normal for this test. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 8 or 10 . . . Same as last month. Still doing better than I was on June 5, when I had 7 or 9 from which to choose. Like always, I'll take the higher number. With the increase in creatinine, the GFR drops. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.7. . . Un, oh . . . I've dropped again! However, I still feel OK and am still alive. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 23.4 . . .1 increase over last month. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. So, 23.4 means that only 23.4 percent of the volume of my blood contains red blood cells . . . By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. I've not had any other such symptoms of severe anemia. Yet. Hence, I'm not too anxious to have medical intervention with drugs that can cause my body even more problems. 34 - 46 %
      WBC 4.7 . . Down a little but well within range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.41 Red blood cells are down another .5 since last month. I'm going in the wrong direction here, regardless of what I do to correct the situation. Of course, I've not taken EPO. 3.60 - 5.19
    RDW, RBC 13.2 . . Well, now, last month this was too high and this month it's fallen into range. Why? I don't know. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 97 fl. . Up a little since last month, and still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelets Count 247 . "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/uL
      Platelets, BLD,QL,MAN CT Adequate . -
      Polychromasia 1+ . -
      Neutrophils %, Automated Count 59 . 41 - 81 %
      Lymphocytes %, Automated Count 29 . 13 - 46 %
      Monos %, Auto 8 . 4 - 12 %
      Eosinophils %, Automated Count 3 . 0 - 4 %
      Basophils %, Automated Count 1 . 0 - 1 %
      TSH 3.0 . This test checks the thyroid gland. However, while my numbers indicate the gland is working well, my body has told my alternative doctors that it is not fully functioning. Maybe this is part and parcel of my MCS . . . and it could have someting to do with my bad kidney numbers. Who knows? So far, I've not gotten any info out of the four nephrologists I've seen. 0.2 - 5.5 uIU/mL
      Tri-iodothyronine - true,Ser/Plas/Qn 97 . T-3 test to measure bound and free tri-iodothyronine. 70 - 200 ng/dL
      Free T-4 1.3 . 0.8 - 1.7 ng/dL


    November 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 59 . . .Up 7 points from last month. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) This month I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.3 . . . Down .2 points. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
      Calcium 8.9. . . Normal . . . up .4 point. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    CO2 24 . . . Normal, but down a point. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.18. . . Up .49 from last test in October. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 4.9 . . .Same as previous month. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.7. . . Up .1 of a point, but still well within normal range. Yeah! So far, I feel surprisingly good as my body acclimates to failing kidneys . . . and, I'm not having to be too careful about foods with high potassium. Why is that starting to clear better? 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 142 . . . Up 5 points . . . How did I do that????? 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 7 or 9. . . Down one poiint. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.3. . . Down .4 point since last month. Eight is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above. We'll see what next month brings. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 22.3 . . Down 1 point. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. So, 22.32 means that only 22.3 percent of the volume of my blood contains red blood cells . . . By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or dizziness, nor shortness of breath, or any other symptoms of severe anemia. Hence, I'm not accepting medical intervention with drugs that can cause my body even more problems. 34 - 46 %
      WBC 5.1 . . Up .4 of a point and well within range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.34 Down .07 3.60 - 5.19
    RDW, RBC 13.2 . . Down .2 of a point but still in range! 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 95 fl. . Down 2 points since last month, but still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 262 K/uL . This has increased 15 points since last month. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    December 2007

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 79 . . .Up 20 points over last month! (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    Magnesium 2.2 . . . Down .1 pt. Normal. Me! As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    L Calcium 8.4. . . Down .5 point from last month and now, also, it's below normal. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 17 . . . Down 7 points. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.89. . . Up .71 of a point from last test. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 6.0 . . .Up 1.1 points. I eat no dairy, no nuts, what did I do wrong this month??? Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.6. . . Down and in "normal" range without half trying! Yeah!!! 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 137 . . . Ah, ha, another "normal" range number! What am I doing right???? 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 8 . . . Down one point for each reading this month, because the creatinine went up. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.3. . . Held same as last month and that is the relatively good news. The bad news is I'm below 8, which is the magic number I'm supposed to remain above, even though that is also too low. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 22.3 . . .Held same as last month. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
      WBC 3.8. . Dropped 1.3 points but still within range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.36 Up 2 points. Red blood cells are running low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 13 . . .Held same as last month, and in range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 95 fl. . Held same as last month, and still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 250 K/uL . Dropped 12 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    January 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 66 . . .Down 13 points since last month! (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    Magnesium 2.0 . . . Down .2 pt. Normal. Me! Two months in a row for this reading. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    L Calcium 7.9. . Down .5 point from last month and now even further below normal. Better start taking the calcium capsuloes! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    CO2 Ignored this month.. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.36. . . Down .53 of a point from last test. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 4.8 . . .Down 1.2 points so this is better although still too high. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.1. . . Up .5 but still in "normal" range without half trying! Yeah!!! 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 131 . . . Down 6 points and again, too low. Dag nab it. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 7 or 8 . . . Up one point for white woman, but A-A remains the same. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.6. . . Up .3 point. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 23.3 . . .Up 1 point. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    L WBC 2.4. . Dropped 1.4 points and now below normal range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.48 Up 12 points. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 12.8 . . Down .2 pt. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 94 fl. . Down 1 point, but still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 230 K/uL . Dropped 20 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    February 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 88 . . .Up 22 points, but took Comitris during night before blood test. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.8 . . . Up .8 pt. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    L Calcium 8.6. . Up .7 point from last month and now in normal range. Calcium capsuloes helped! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    CO2 19 up 2 points since December test . . . ignored in January. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.35. . . Down .1 of a point from last test. <1.2 mg/dl
    Phosphorus 4.5 . . .Down .3 point and now just barely in normal range. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.8. . . Down .3 and still in "normal" range without half trying! Yeah!!! 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 133 . . . Up 2 points and again, barely in normal range, but there! YEAH! 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 7 or 8 . . . Same as last month. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.3. . . Down .3 point. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 22.5 . . Down .8 point. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    L WBC 4.3. . Up 1.9 points and now back in normal range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.36 Down .12 points. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 12.9 . . Up .1 pt. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 95 fl. . Up 1 point, and still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 289 K/uL . Up 59 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    March 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 103 . . .Up 15 points. Horrors!. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 3.1 . . . Up .3 pt . . . what did I do wrong this month??? As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.7. . Up .1 point from last month and still in normal range. Calcium capsuloes helped! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 21 . . . same as last test, and still too low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.38. . . Up .3 of a point from last test. <1.2 mg/dl
    Phosphorus 4.5 . . .Same as last month and still just barely in normal range. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.1. . . Up .3 but still in "normal" range without half trying! Yeah!!! 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    L Sodium 132 . . . Down 1 point and again below normal range. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 8 . . . Dropped 1 point for whites, A-A is same as last month. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.7 . . Down .6 point. Dag nab it! Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 20.5 . . Down 2 points. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    L WBC 4.4 Up 1 pointe. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.18 Down .18 points. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 12.9 . . Same as last month 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 94 fl. . Down 1 point, and still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 234 K/uL . Down 55 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    April 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 65 . . .Down 38 points, I guess showing last month to be a fluke. 65 is bad enough but 103 was horrible. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    Magnesium 2.2 . . . Down .9 pt . . . what did I do right this month??? As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.9. . Up .2 point from last month and still in normal range. Calcium capsuloes helped! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 17 . . . Dropped 3 points. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.83. . . Up .45 of a point from last test. <1.2 mg/dl
    Phosphorus 4.4 . . .Down .1 point, making it a little more into normal range. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.5. . . Down .6 and more in "normal" range where my internist wants me to be. Yeah!!! 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    H Homocysteine, Plasma 14.6. . .First test. Elevated levels of homocysteine happens when cholesterol, white blood cells, calcium and plaque build up in blood vessels, according to Kaiser. <12.0- umol/l
    Sodium 136 . . . Up 4 poinat and now back in normal range. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 7 . . . Dropped 1 point for A-A; White, stayed the same as last month. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.9 . . Up .2 point. I'll take any little increase I can get! Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 21.3 . . Up .8 point; I'll gladly take it! Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 3.7 Down .7 point. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.31 Up .13 poins. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 12.9 . . Same as last month 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 92 fl. . Down 2 points, and still in range! "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100
      Platelet Count 262 K/uL . Up 28 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400


    May 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 83 . . .Up 18 points -- my BUN readings are like being on a roller coaster ride. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . Up .2 pt . . . what did I do wrong this month??? As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.9. . Same as last month. Calcium capsuloes helped! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 "TND" . . . For some reason the lab did not get a reading. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.83. . . Down -- YEAH! -- .09 of a point from last test. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.0. . .Up .6 point, making it above normal range. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.5. . . Up 1 point and now no longer in "normal" range -- internist worried, but I'm not! I've been up to 6 before without any effects to my heart. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 134 . . . Down 2 points and now back in normal range. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 7 . . . Stayed the same as last month. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.2 . . Up .3 point. I'll take any little increase I can get! Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 22.3 . . Up 1 point; I'll gladly take it! Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 4.1 Up .4 point. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.38 Up 7 points. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 12.9 . . Same as last month . . . this seems to be holding steady. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 94 fl. . Up 2 points. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 251 K/uL . Down 11 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
      Glucose, random 93 60 - 159 mg/dl


    June 2008 . . . We celebrated our 51st wedding anniversary!

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 69 . . .Down 14 points -- still on a roller coaster ride, but in the correct direction this month. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . Same as last month. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.6. . Down .3 point, but still in range. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 19 . . . These days this seems to run consistently low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.26. . . Down -- YEAH! -- .57 of a point from last test. Definitely the right direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.2. . .Up .2 point, making it even more above normal range. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.9. . . Down .6 point and back in "normal" range without half trying. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    H Homocysteine, Plasma 14.9. . .Up .3. Elevated levels of homocysteine happens when cholesterol, white blood cells, calcium and plaque build up in blood vessels, according to Kaiser. <12.0- umol/l
    Sodium 136 . . . Up 2 points and now even more in normal range. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 7 or 8 . . . Both up a point -- definitely in the right direction here! This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.5 . . Down .7 point. This is VERY disappointing; my lowest reading ever. But, I wonder if my forgetting to take my Folic Acid this month played a role in this very poor reading??? Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am at 6.5 and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 19.9 . Down 2.4 points. Another shock!! Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 3.5 Down .6 point, but maintaining in the "normal" range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.11 Down .27 points. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 12.8 . . Down .1 from last month, but still in normal range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 94 fl. . Same as last month. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 225 K/uL . Down 26 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
    H Homocysteine 14.9 . . . Much too high . . . indicator of circulatory problems; B vitamins and Folic Acid should bring this reading down. <12 umol/l
      Vitamin D, 25-Hydroxy 46 . . This is my highest reading of Vit D; in July 2007 it was 36. Yes, I have been taking Vit. D supplements and trying to get more sunshine on my skin. 30 - 100 ng/mL
      Glucose, random 88 Down 5 points from last month. 60 - 159 mg/dl


    July 1, 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 76 . . .Up 7 points -- going up on this roller coaster ride, is definitely the wrong direction. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.6 . . . Up .2 from last month and too high. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.4. Down .2 point, and now below range. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 18 . . . These days this seems to run consistently low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.44. . . YUCK! Up .18 of a point from last test. Definitely the wrong direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 6.0. . .Up .8 point, making it even more above normal range. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.3. . . Up .4 point but still in "normal" range without half trying. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    H Homocysteine, Plasma 16.7. . .Up 2.1 points. B vitamins are supposed to help bring this number down. Elevated levels of homocysteine happens when cholesterol, white blood cells, calcium and plaque build up in blood vessels, according to Kaiser. <12.0- umol/l
    Sodium 135 . . . Down 1 point. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 8 . . . This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.5 . . Holding, but to little. This is VERY disappointing; my lowest reading ever. But, I wonder if my forgetting to take my Folic Acid this month played a role in this very poor reading??? Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am at 6.5 and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 20.4 Up .5 point since last month. Another shock!! Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 4.1 Up .6 point, but maintaining in the "normal" range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.12 Up .01 point. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 12.8 . . Holding since last month, and still in normal range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 96 fl. . Up.02 since last month. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 225 K/uL . Down 26 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
    H Homocysteine 16.7 . . . Much too high and about a 2 point jump since last month . . . indicator of circulatory problems and kidney disease; B vitamins and Folic Acid should bring this reading down, but because of kidney disease, the B vitamins are not controlling it. Now what???? <12 umol/l
      Vitamin D, 25-Hydroxy 46 . . This is my highest reading of Vit D; in July 2007 it was 36. Yes, I have been taking Vit. D supplements and trying to get more sunshine on my skin. 30 - 100 ng/mL
      Glucose, random 91 Up 3 points from last month. 60 - 159 mg/dl


    July 29, 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 91 . . .Up 22 points -- still on a roller coaster ride and in the WRONG direction. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.4 . . . Same as last month. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.5. . Down but still in range. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 18 . . . This seems to run consistently TOO low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 7.24. . . Way UP -- Hell's bells! -- .nearly a pointjump from last test. Definitely the wrong direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 6.1. . .No good! Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.8. . . Down .1 point and holding in "normal" range without half trying. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 140 . . . Higher than it's been since last November. It seems to play see-saw with potassium. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 7 . . . Both down a point -- definitely in the wrong direction here. This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.4 . . Down .1 point. This is VERY disappointing; my lowest reading. EVER! But, I wonder if my forgetting to take my Folic Acid this month played a role in this very poor reading??? Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am at 6.5 and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 19.8 . Down .1 point. Another shock!! Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 4.0 In "normal" range. HOW???? But, I'll happily take it! 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2.09 Down .2 point. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 13.2 . . Up .4 from last month, and still in normal range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 95 fl. . Up 1 point. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 235 K/uL . Up 10 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
      Glucose, random 93 60 - 159 mg/dl


    August 26, 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 74 . . .Down from 91! -- still on a roller coaster ride but in the right direction. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.8 . . . Up .4 point. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.8. . Up and still in range. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 19 . . . This seems to run consistently TOO low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.75. . . Down! Not enough, but definitely the right direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.5. . .Down at least, but should drop another point lower. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.1 . . Up, but still holding in "normal" range without half trying. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 137 . . . Lower, but still in range. Salt seems to play see-saw with potassium. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 7 . . . Holding own but definitely too low here; IF I could get the creatinine down, this number would go up. This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.7 . . Up .3 point. This is encouraging. Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am in the 6s and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 21.0 . Up . . . more good news. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 4.4 In "normal" range. I'll happily take it! 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2..19 Up a tenth of a point. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 13.0 . . Down .2 from last month, but still in normal range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 96 fl. . Stayed the same. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 254 K/uL . Up 14 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
      Glucose, random 96 60 - 159 mg/dl


    September 23, 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 72 . . .Down 2 points! -- still on a roller coaster ride but in the right direction. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.6 . . . Down .2 point. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.3. . Dropped .5 and now too low. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 18 . . . This seems to run consistently TOO low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.53. . . Down .22 point! Not enough, but definitely the right direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.7. . .Up again, this time by .2. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.1 . . Up, but still holding in "normal" range without half trying. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 138 . . . Up a point and still in range. Salt seems to play see-saw with potassium. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 8 . . . Holding own but definitely too low here; IF I could get the creatinine down, this number would go up. This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.8 . . Up .1 point. This is encouraging. Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am in the 6s and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 21.0 . Up . . . more good news. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 4.8 In "normal" range. I'll happily take it! 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2..19 Held my own. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 13.3. . Up .3 from last month, and still in normal range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 96 fl. . Stayed the same. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 266 K/uL . Up 8 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
      Glucose, random 97 60 - 159 mg/dl


    October 21, 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 75 . . .Up 3 points -- still on a roller coaster ride but in the right direction. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 3.1 . . . UP .5 point. As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.9. . Up .6 and back in range. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 17 . . Dropped yet another point. This seems to run consistently TOO low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 7.11. . . Yikes! Up again and definitely headed in the wrong direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.6. . .Down .1. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.4 . . Hmmm, .1 too high, but this little bit out of range doesn't seem to bother my heart. When it gets higher, I'll get strange beats.. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    H Homocysteine, Plasma 19.9. . .Up 3.2 points. B vitamins are supposed to help bring this number down. Why don't they work for me???? Elevated levels of homocysteine happens when cholesterol, white blood cells, calcium and plaque build up in blood vessels, according to Kaiser. <12.0- umol/l
    Sodium 137 . . . Down a point but still in range. Salt seems to play see-saw with potassium. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 7 . . . Holding own but definitely too low here; IF I could get the creatinine down, this number would go up. This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 7.0 . . . Up ..2 point. This is encouraging. Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am in the 6s and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 21.9 . . . Up .9 . . . more good news. Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 5.7 In "normal" range. I'll happily take it! 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2..27 Up! Yeah!. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 13.2. . Down .1 from last month, but still in normal range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 97 fl. . Up 1 point. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 285 K/uL . Up 21 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
      Glucose, random 91 60 - 159 mg/dl


    November 18, 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 76 . . .Up 1 point -- still on a roller coaster ride and now again in the wrong direction. (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.7 . . . Down .4 point . . . moving in the right direction! As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.6 . . . Down .3 but still in range . . . barely. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 16 . . Dropped yet another point. This seems to run consistently TOO low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 7.00. . . Down .11 and again headed in the right direction. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 5.7. . .Up .1 -- WRONG direction. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 4.5 . . A reversal in the numbers. Now back in range and didn't even try hard to keep potassium down. Of course, it is before Thanksgiving and Pumpkin Pie and sweet potatoes, etc. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 139 . . . Up 2 points! Salt seems to play see-saw with potassium so maybe that's why the potassium was so well in order this month. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 7 . . . Holding own but definitely too low here; IF I could get the creatinine down, this number would go up. This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.4 . . . Down again, this time a drop of .6 point. This is discouraging, but I still feel good. Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am in the 6s and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 20.0 . . . Down 1.9 . . .Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 5.0 . . . Down .7 but still in "normal" range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2..11 Down .16. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 13.6. . Up .4 from last month, but still in normal range. 11.9 - 14.3%
      MCV 95 fl. . Down 2 points. "Mean corpuscular volume (MCV) is a measurement of the average size of your RBCs. The MCV is elevated when your RBCs are larger than normal (macrocytic), for example in anemia caused by vitamin B12 deficiency. When the MCV is decreased, your RBCs are smaller than normal (microcytic), such as is seen in iron deficiency anemia or thalassemias." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 80 - 100 fl
      Platelet Count 243 K/uL . Down 42 points. "Platelet Count measures the number of platelets, which are involved in blood clotting." http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/cbc/test.html 140 - 400 K/ul
      Glucose, random 97 60 - 159 mg/dl


    December 16, 2008

    High or Low Blood checked for Reading is: What should be:
    H BUN 60 . . .Down 16 points! Of course, it is still way too high, but this is the right direction for me to move in, (BUN increases as kidney function decreases.) Again, I have no built in excuse, except of course, worsening kidney disease. BUN also reflects one's state of hydration. 10 - 20 mg/dL
    H Magnesium 2.9 . . . UP .2 point . . . moving again in the wrong direction! As I understand it, too much magnesium can adversely affect heart, just as can too much potassium. 1.7 -2.3 mg/dL
    Calcium 8.6 . . . Same as last month. Calcium capsuloes help are important to take! That also helps keep phosphorous under control. 8.5 - 10.3 mg/dL
    L CO2 22 . . Up 6 points . . . I don't know why. This seems to run consistently TOO low. 24 - 33 mEq/L
    H Creatinine 6.66. . . Down .34 and again headed in the right direction, but not down enough to bring up the GFR score. <1.2 mg/dl
    H Phosphorus 4.7. . .Down a full point -- RIGHT direction. Too much phosphorus in the blood and bones can be leached of calcium, causing them to become brittle. 2.7 - 4.5 mg/dL
    Potassium 5.0 . . Up .5 since last month, but still in range. 3.5 - 5.3 mEq/L
    Sodium 140 . . . Up 1 point. Salt seems to play see-saw with potassium so maybe that's why the potassium was so well in order this month. 133 - 145 mEq/L
    L GFR 6 or 7 . . . Holding own but definitely too low here; IF I could get the creatinine down, this number would go up. This gives an indication of kidney function remaining. The larger number is assigned to African-American women, as they are seen as having more muscle mass than caucasians. You can see how "painting with a broad brush" can cause errors. White women aren't supposed to have muscle mass? Ridiculous! My ethnic origins were quite muscular, as am I. >60 mL/min
    L Hemoglobin 6.6 . . . Up, YEAH! Only .2 point, but I'll take it. I feel good. Kaiser was surprised I was active when my HGB was in the 8s . . . some thought I'd not be able to get out of bed, but here I am in the 6s and still feeling surprisingly frisky. Hemoglobin is supposed to fill the red blood cell and the amount in your red blood cells is an indication of how well your blood can carry oxygen. 11.5 - 15 g/dL
    L Hematocrit 21.0 . . . UP 1 point! While still too low, this is in the right direction . . . Hematocrit measures the amount of space taken up by your red blood cells. By both counts, hemoglobin and hematocrit, I've got the typical severe anemia that comes with kidney disease. And, I've had it for some time now. However, I don't suffer the fatigue or any other such symptoms of severe anemia. 34 - 46 %
    WBC 4.6. . . Down .4 but still in "normal" range. 3.5 - 12.5
    L Red Blood Cell Count 2..16 Up .05. Red blood cells are running too low in this test too. 3.60 - 5.19
      RDW, RBC 13.0. . Down .6 from last month, b