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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
Back Story .........................................
Left at daybreak in a car for The Dog Palace.
Mama was waiting on the road just before the
driveway leading into The Palace.
Opened up the bingo room , plugged in the
one speed fan, fed Mama an started cleaning.
20 minutes later Mama and I are on the roof
checking for any new alien activity. Another
20 minutes and Rocky comes flying past us.
Took our time getting back down the stairs
as my bones don't feel very fluid today.
Laid out Rockies bowel and filled it with fresh
kibble and meat. And about that time Legs
shows up too. And yes her bowel was also
filled. So now here's where the real work starts.
Legs has two fresh deep puncture wounds and
lacerations. Fairly obvious these are from crazy
primates. Pulled out the K9 First Aid Kit and went
to work patching her up. Antibiotic Cream was
mixed with Antibiotic Powder into a paste for
application. First the whole area was cleaned and
then sterilized with a special liquid solution.
That's the best I can do for now. No# 1 will have to
call the nuns tomorrow and see if it is getting any
better or if infection is becoming a problem.
Ok now for the photo,
This is Pumpkin on the nurse nuns porch all happy
to see me. I walked over to their place with a small
bag full of personal supplies they always need and
no one but me remembers to bring them. And yes
the stuff was purchased with your donations...... ;-)
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That's it for today, right now it's Noon O'clock and
I'm in serious need of a shower and breakfast ......
Catch y'all on the rebound.
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Good news: Katy's condition seems to improve daily now - She has a bowel disease with protein loss, which is incurable. We started giving her horse milk over a month ago and maybe this finally kicked in. Or it was any of the strong drugs or whatever. She can now jump up on the couch again since yesterday … And her demanding barking is almost as strong as before her muscle loss started. And she is more demanding than ever :) We are so happy!!!!
Her bowel illness makes her slowly fade away. More and more muscle loss. At least she is still naughty and seemingly happy, even though she has trouble running and jumping now. It breaks my heart!
There is a superhighway between the brain and GI system that holds great sway over humans
"There is a muscle that encircles the gut like a lasso when we are sitting… creating a kink in the tube," Giulia Enders explains in Gut: The Inside Story of Our Body's Most Underrated Organ. She calls the mechanism "an extra insurance policy, in addition to our old friends, the sphincters" (you have two sphincters – keep reading) and cites studies showing that squatters, with their unkinked guts, are less susceptible to haemorrhoids and constipation.Enders, a 25-year-old student at the Institute for Microbiology in Frankfurt, inside an underground public lavatory in central London. "Is there a toilet in this toilet?" she asks when she arrives. There is not, a barista tells her. The Victorian urinals, abandoned in the 1960s, have been converted into cafe with booths and stools, and no room for anything else.After a dash to a pub loo above ground, Enders talks with infectious energy about the wonder of the gut. She has been delighted to discover how many people share her fascination with a subject that can suffer for being taboo. "Even today in the taxi, I told the driver what I was doing and within about two minutes he was telling me about his constipation," she says in perfect English, which she owes to a year of study in the US. "And it's not just him. It's ladies with chic hair at big gala dinners, too. Everyone wants to talk about it."Enders first got noticed after a self-assured turn at a science slam in Berlin three years ago. Her 10-minute lecture went viral on YouTube, and now, weeks after completing her final exams as a doctoral student, she is a publishing sensation. Her book, called Darm Mit Charme ("Charming Bowels") in Germany, has sold more than 1.3 million copies since it came out last year. Rights have been sold to dozens of countries.
Her way into the gut is a lightness that some reviewers have found too childish or lacking in scientific rigour to be taken seriously. But there is something compelling and refreshing about her curiosity and popular approach. "When I read the research, I think, why don't people know about this – why am I reading about it in some paper or specialist magazine? It's ridiculous because everyone has to deal with it on a daily basis." After she explains the inspiration for her fixation (the suicide of an acquaintance who had had severe halitosis, and her own teenage skin condition, which turned out to have been caused by a wheat intolerance) Enders starts at the end of the digestive tract with what she calls the "masterly performance" that is defecation. "There is so much about the anus that we don't know," she says, reaching for a gluten-free chocolate chip cookie. "The first surprise is the sophistication of our sphincters… you know about the outer one because you can control it, but the inner one nobody knows about."
This inner opening is beyond our conscious control, releasing waste material into a sort of anal vestibule where, in Enders words, "a small taster" hits sensor cells that tell the body what it's dealing with and how to respond using the outer sphincter. This opening, and our mouths, are the recognisable and controllable ends of a system that, stretched out, would be almost as long as a bus. But it's the bits in between, and their link with the rest of our bodies, including our brains and emotions, that really interest Enders.
"Medical diagrams show the small intestine as a sausage thing chaotically going through our belly," she says. "But it is an extraordinary work of architecture that moves so harmonically when you see it during surgery. It's clean and smooth, like soft fabric, and moves like this." She performs a wavy, pulsating motion with her hands. Enders believes that if we could think differently about the gut, we might more readily understand its role beyond basic digestion – and be kinder to it. The great extent to which the gut can influence health and mood is a growing field in medicine. We speak of it all the time, whether we describe "gut feelings", "butterflies in our stomachs", or "pooing our pants" in fear, but popular understanding of this gut-brain axis remains low.
A primal connection exists between our brain and our gut. We often talk about a “gut feeling” when we meet someone for the first time. We’re told to “trust our gut instinct” when making a difficult decision or that it’s “gut check time” when faced with a situation that tests our nerve and determination. This mind-gut connection is not just metaphorical. Our brain and gut are connected by an extensive network of neurons and a highway of chemicals and hormones that constantly provide feedback about how hungry we are, whether or not we’re experiencing stress, or if we’ve ingested a disease-causing microbe. This information superhighway is called the brain-gut axis and it provides constant updates on the state of affairs at your two ends. That sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach after looking at your postholiday credit card bill is a vivid example of the brain-gut connection at work. You’re stressed and your gut knows it—immediately.
The enteric nervous system is often referred to as our body’s second brain. There are hundreds of million of neurons connecting the brain to the enteric nervous system, the part of the nervous system that is tasked with controlling the gastrointestinal system. This vast web of connections monitors the entire digestive tract from the esophagus to the anus. The enteric nervous system is so extensive that it can operate as an independent entity without input from our central nervous system, although they are in regular communication. While our “second” brain cannot compose a symphony or paint a masterpiece the way the brain in our skull can, it does perform an important role in managing the workings of our inner tube. The network of neurons in the gut is as plentiful and complex as the network of neurons in our spinal cord, which may seem overly complex just to keep track of digestion. Why is our gut the only organ in our body that needs its own “brain”? Is it just to manage the process of digestion? Or could it be that one job of our second brain is to listen in on the trillions of microbes residing in the gut?
Operations of the enteric nervous system are overseen by the brain and central nervous system. The central nervous system is in communication with the gut via the sympathetic and parasympathetic branches of the autonomic nervous system, the involuntary arm of the nervous system that controls heart rate, breathing, and digestion. The autonomic nervous system is tasked with the job of regulating the speed at which food transits through the gut, the secretion of acid in our stomach, and the production of mucus on the intestinal lining. The hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal axis, or HPA axis, is another mechanism by which the brain can communicate with the gut to help control digestion through the action of hormones.
This circuitry of neurons, hormones, and chemical neurotransmitters not only sends messages to the brain about the status of our gut, it allows for the brain to directly impact the gut environment. The rate at which food is being moved and how much mucus is lining the gut—both of which can be controlled by the central nervous system—have a direct impact on the environmental conditions the microbiota experiences.
Like any ecosystem inhabited by competing species, the environment within the gut dictates which inhabitants thrive. Just as creatures adapted to a moist rain forest would struggle in the desert, microbes relying on the mucus layer will struggle in a gut where mucus is exceedingly sparse and thin. Bulk up the mucus, and the mucus-adapted microbes can stage a comeback. The nervous system, through its ability to affect gut transit time and mucus secretion, can help dictate which microbes inhabit the gut. In this case, even if the decisions are not conscious, it’s mind over microbes.
What about the microbial side? When the microbiota adjusts to a change in diet or to a stress-induced decrease in gut transit time, is the brain made aware of this modification? Does the brain-gut axis run in one direction only, with all signals going from brain to gut, or are some signals going the other way? Is that voice in your head that is asking for a snack coming from your mind or is it emanating from the insatiable masses in your bowels? Recent evidence indicates that not only is our brain “aware” of our gut microbes, but these bacteria can influence our perception of the world and alter our behavior. It is becoming clear that the influence of our microbiota reaches far beyond the gut to affect an aspect of our biology few would have predicted—our mind.
For example, the gut microbiota influences the body’s level of the potent neurotransmitter serotonin, which regulates feelings of happiness. Some of the most prescribed drugs in the U.S. for treating anxiety and depression, like Prozac, Zoloft, and Paxil, work by modulating levels of serotonin. And serotonin is likely just one of a numerous biochemical messengers dictating our mood and behavior that the microbiota impacts.
Most of us can relate to the experience of having butterflies in our stomach, or to a visceral gut-wrenching feeling, and how often are we told not to ignore our “gut-instinct” or “gut-feeling” when making a decision.
Even from our simple slang, it’s clear just how symbolically connected the gut is to our emotions. Now, there’s tangible proof to support these popular metaphors.
We all have a microbiome, and they are as unique as our neural pathways
Research has shown that the body is actually composed of more bacteria than cells. We are more bug than human! Collectively, these trillions of bacteria are called the microbiome. Most of those bacteria reside in our gut, sometimes referred to as the gut microbiota, and they play multiple roles in our overall health.
The gut is no longer seen as an entity with the sole purpose of helping with all aspects of digestion. It’s also being considered as a key player in regulating inflammation and immunity.
A healthy gut consists of different iterations of bacteria for different people, and this diversity maintains wellness. A shift away from “normal” gut microbiota diversity is called dysbiosis, and dysbiosis may contribute to disease. In light of this, the microbiome has become the focus of much research attention as a new way of understanding autoimmune, gastrointestinal, and even brain disorders.
The benefit of a healthy gut is illustrated most effectively during early development. Research has indicated just how sensitive a fetus is to any changes in a mother’s microbiotic makeup, so much so that it can alter the way a baby’s brain develops. If a baby is born via cesarean section, it misses an opportunity to ingest the mother’s bacteria as it travels down the vaginal canal. Studies show that those born via c-section have to work to regain the same diversity in their microbiome as those born vaginally. Throughout our lives, our microbiome continues to be a vulnerable entity, and as we are exposed to stress, toxins, chemicals, certain diets, and even exercise, our microbiome fluctuates for better or worse.
The gut as second brain
Our gut microbiota play a vital role in our physical and psychological health via its own neural network: the enteric nervous system (ENS), a complex system of about 100 million nerves found in the lining of the gut.
The ENS is sometimes called the “second brain,” and it actually arises from the same tissues as our central nervous system (CNS) during fetal development. Therefore, it has many structural and chemical parallels to the brain.
Our ENS doesn’t wax philosophical or make executive decisions like the gray shiny mound in our skulls. Yet, in a miraculously orchestrated symphony of hormones, neurotransmitters, and electrical impulses through a pathway of nerves, both “brains” communicate back and forth. These pathways include and involve endocrine, immune, and neural pathways.
At this point in time, even though the research is inchoate and complex, it is clear that the brain and gut are so intimately connected that it sometimes seems like one system, not two.
Our emotions play a big role in functional gastrointestinal disorders
Given how closely the gut and brain interact, it has become clear that emotional and psychosocial factors can trigger symptoms in the gut. This is especially true in cases when the gut is acting up and there’s no obvious physical cause.
The functional gastrointestinal disorders (FGIDs) are a group of more than 20 chronic and hard to treat medical conditions of the gastrointestinal tract that constitute a large proportion of the presenting problems seen in clinical gastroenterology.
While FGID’s were once thought to be partly “in one’s head,” a more precise conceptualization of these difficulties posits that psychosocial factors influence the actual physiology of the gut, as well as the modulation of symptoms. In other words, psychological factors can literally impact upon physical factors, like the movement and contractions of the GI tract, causing, inflammation, pain, and other bowel symptoms.
Mental health impacts gut wellness
In light of this new understanding, it might be impossible to heal FGID’s without considering the impact of stress and emotion. Studies have shown that patients who tried psychologically based approaches had greater improvement in their symptoms compared with patients who received conventional medical treatment.
Along those lines, a new pilot study from Harvard University affiliates Benson-Henry Institute for Mind Body Medicine at Massachusetts General Hospital and Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center found that meditation could have a significant impact for those with irritable bowel syndrome and inflammatory bowel disease. Forty-eight patients with either IBS or IBD took a 9-week session that included meditation training, and the results showed reduced pain, improved symptoms, stress reduction, and the change in expression of genes that contribute to inflammation.
Poor gut health can lead to neurological and neuropsychiatric disorders
Vice-versa, poor gut health has been implicated in neurological and neuropsychiatric disorders. Disturbances in gut health have been linked to multiple sclerosis, autistic spectrum disorders, and Parkinson’s disease. This is potentially related to pro-inflammatory states elicited by gut dysbiosis-microbial imbalance on or inside the body. Additional connections between age-related gut changes and Alzheimer’s disease have also been made.
Further, there is now research that is dubbing depression as an inflammatory disorder mediated by poor gut health. In fact, multiple animal studies have shown that manipulating the gut microbiota in some way can produce behaviors related to anxiety and depression. (Maes, Kubera, Leunis, Berk, J. Affective Disorders, 2012 and Berk, Williams, Jacka, BMC Med, 2013).
Our brain’s health, which will be discussed in more depth in a later blog post, is dependent on many lifestyle choices that mediate gut health; including most notably diet (i.e., reduction of excess sugar and refined carbohydrates) and pre and probiotic intake.
The brain-gut connection has treatment implications
We are now faced with the possibility of both prevention and treatment of neurological/neuropsychiatric difficulties via proper gut health. On the flip side, stress-reduction and other psychological treatments can help prevent and treat gastrointestinal disorders. This discovery can potentially lead to reduced morbidity, impairment, and chronic dependency on health care resources.
The most empowering aspect to the gut-brain connection is the understanding that many of our daily lifestyle choices play a role in mediating our overall wellness. This whole-body approach to healthcare and wellness continues to show its value in our longevity, well-being, and quality of life: that both physical and mental health go hand-in-hand.
Dear Friends -- Had my first CHEMO yesterday at Southend Hospital then I have to bring home an automatic PUMP connected to my PICC Line fitted MONDAY at Basildon and the Pump operates for another 48 hours at home then District NURSE will come to disconnect and flush leaving my PICC line in my Vein which goes all the way across to my Superia Vena Cava ( Heart Vein) .Then after 3 more sessions have a CT Scan to see if my LIVER Lesions are shrunk then up to London Hospital for a Professor to cut out the Liver Cancer Lesions, spread from my RECTAL CANCER --- Be Careful -- don't get Bowel Cancer or Rectal Cancer !
See attached me this morning with my PILLS and my PICC line and Pump BUT I will Keep Snapping !
Cheers -- pentaxpete but taken on my OLYMPUS E-500 !
I was watching Dr Chris on the programme 'This Morning' on ITV earlier, and felt prompted to share this. He was advocating people make use of bowel cancer testing kits that are sent out routinely in the England to 60 year olds and older. Apparently 50% are not returned. In Scotland they are sent out from the age of 50. You can also purchase kits from chemists. A pharmacist would advise. It only takes a few minutes over 3 days every 2 years for peace of mind.
We had the shock of our lives when our youngest son was diagnosed with bowel cancer in 2014 when he was just 34. He had always had a healthy diet, never smoked, hardly drank and kept himself fit. Initially he just had a dull pain which gradually got worse as the months passed, he was always at the gym so just thought it was a strain or a hiatus hernia. Later, he felt a slight swelling on his side. It took 3 visits to his GP before a blood test showed he was very anemic and further investigations started. This was treated initially with chemo as part of a trial, followed by major surgery lasting 6 hours, a tumour the size of a grapefruit was removed, along with his ascending colon, then more chemo. In 2015 his cancer returned in his peritoneum, he was sent to Basingstoke hospital for a second surgery, this time 8 hours followed by a chemo wash. He was in hospital 19 days. Sadly, last year we learned it was now in the blood vessels around his liver and inoperable. The wonderful Mr Rees at Basingstoke saw him, he said he didn't ever like to say a cancer was difficult but this one was because if its position and recommended a different type of chemo for 3 months. ( usually used for pancreatic cancer) followed by Stereotactic Radiotherapy. This treatment was completed just before Christmas, Lewis will have a scan next month and will get the results in March. We have nothing but praise for the NHS. Throughout all this he has remained optimistic and cheerful. He married his lovely Emma in 2015, he lives each day as it comes with the help of his dear little dog Diggle.
Lewis and Emma have done a lot of research since all this started and as a result to give Lewis the best chance, they have both gone vegan and cut all sugar and dairy from their diet. Also they have eliminated toxic cleaning products from their flat and have switched from non stick pans to cast iron. He does Tai Chi, meditation and has learned reiki. So they can't do much more.
So please don't ignore those bowel cancer testing kits if one drops through your door. It could save your life and bc is very treatable if caught early.
They said when I had Bowel Cancer and then had to go on Chemo I was finished, but I told them I would be back lol. Well when I told my friend Jaqui about what has turned out to be a cracked rib she said well I got through my Chemo. She has a point and whereas that was more of an ordeal of unpleasant side-effects this is a lot more painful but on the other hand that lasted six months where this time it's just six weeks. Well at least I have plenty to write about but I would much rather be prancing around in just my knickers. Here is one I took in 2017 when I was doing my chemo and at least it made me lose weight whereas this time without so much excercise I will probably put it on. Yes I have to keep active, maybe I will do a bit of energetic dusting starting tomorrow.
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
Back Story .........................................
See the porch on the left ? Bunch of Hooligans
are eating breakfast up there.
The porch on the right, same same but different.
Rocky being silly with the nurse nun while Pumpkin
casually munches on her breakfast served in her
yellow plastic bowl.
Y'all know the story behind these dogs. Once abandoned
here in the jungle then taken in and given shelter from the
storm.
I want to share another story from my friend Mr Heiney
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The Starfish Story
A young man is walking along the ocean and
sees a beach on which thousands and thousands
of starfish have washed ashore. Further along
he sees an old man, walking slowly and
stooping often, picking up one starfish after
another and tossing each one gently into the
ocean.
“Why are you throwing starfish into the
ocean?,” he asks.
“Because the sun is up and the tide is going out
and if I don’t throw them further in they will
die.”
“But, old man, don’t you realize there are miles
and miles of beach and starfish all along it!
You can’t possibly save them all, you can’t even
save one-tenth of them. In fact, even if you
work all day, your efforts won’t make any
difference at all.”
The old man listened calmly and then bent
down to pick up another starfish and threw it
into the sea. “It made a difference to that one.”
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has the 9 place in the contest "Vegetable Still Life 2014" see link below:
photography.worth1000.com/contests/31993/intermediate-veg... so what you think?
Egad... nuttin' but a pile of rocks? Perhaps they looks like piles from an earth with bowel problems. Well, an interesting pile nevertheless. Further up the Sleepy Lion Trail, we found pretty good rest rocks above Longmont dam road. We gained this place to sneak over to a great rocky relaxing spot on the way up the ridge to the right. It is always a grand place to stop because another up hill grind with switchbacks awaits. I see a rock on the left that looks like it would fit my butt pretty good. I suppose that we need to move on pretty because the sun may find its way out again.
This scene is of fractured and piled granite of which some are perfect sitting rocks, Were we younger, we probably would simply have pushed on. It seems clear that one of the growing stream of clouds found the sun and flattened the light pretty good. Is the day limited?
Earlier, the sun started slowly warming this skinny canyon where almost every direction is uphill. We trekked the territory several times in the past and had nothing in mind but headed up Sleepy Lion Trail anyhow. When these shots were on the card, we started back up Sleezy Lion Trail in hopes of getting there before long. Oh well, rentless onward, per Walt Kelly!
The entire canyon, above the old Longmont reservoir is deep and a glorious slice in the Roclies' crust all the way west to Wild Basin and Copeland Lake along the Peak-to-Peak Highway at the southern end of Rocky Mountain National Park. The river, in its valley, is a quarter mile down below the Taylor Mountain. Taylor is the source of many shots in my photostream. I have too many shots awaiting edit.
...... if only I didnt need it ;)
Last day of the school holidays today...... I love having the kids at home. Never once do I wish they were back at school. Im rather lucky I feel ❤
No trophy, no flowers, no flash bulbs, no wine.
He's haunted by something he cannot define.
Bowel shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse,
Assail him, impale him with monster truck force.
In his mind he's still driving, still making the grade.
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade.
Was always heading to Brisbane on Saturday 20.06.2015, the Bridge was to be Red and Green for Bowel Cancer Awareness month, but was changed to be Red White and Blue, American Flag colours on Friday 19.06.2015 to coincide with the arrival of the USS George Washington on that Friday. Contemplated heading back tomorrow (Sunday) night to grab the Bowel Cancer Awareness Month colours, but it will be Purple if the Qld Firebirds win, and I do think they will win, so alas I will have to wait another year for the Bowel Cancer Awareness colours. I do support Bowel Cancer Awareness month. It is another of those insidious killers that with early detection can almost be eradicated.
Not having a fantastic time at the moment with my wretched health, but we all know that my health is a drama queen in its own right!!
My surgeon has decided not to go the full invasive route and take out part of my colon, instead I am going to have fairly non invasive exploratory surgery so that they can take biopsies.
Bowel/breast/thyroid cancer run in our family and since the wedding, according to Shane, I have lost a dramatic amount of weight and I am struggling with the pain.
So I have almost ground to a halt, but I still take photos when I can.
We've been having a run of GLORIOUS weather and the advantage of living where we do, is that it only takes me a couple of minutes to get onto the beach.
So, that is what I did today. Headed down to Downhill beach to have a slow wade in the sea.
Bit of excitement going on though as the beach was a hive of activity with these huge statues being dragged into place and gas pipes being laid up to the statues.
Turns out that they are filming episodes of Series 2, GAME OF THRONES www.hbo.com/game-of-thrones/index.html so later on in the week Shane and I will head back to the beach to watch the night filming.
And it could only happen to me. Always drive onto the beach to park but didn't realise that all the heavy equipment had churned the beach up.
Poor mini got bogged down in the sand so I had to be rescued by the lovely film crew. I keep forgetting that a mini is NOT a 4WD!!
Link to a piece done by the BBC www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-northern-ireland-14369223
and the Belfast Newsletter www.newsletter.co.uk/news/local/film_statues_ cause_a_stir...
Link to UTV article www.u.tv/Entertainment/Game-of-Thrones-hits-the-beach/4b5...
Link to Coleraine today article www.colerainetimes.co.uk/lifestyle/entertainment/mystery_...
AS ALWAYS, BETTER ON BLACK
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Bokal CBH, Bokal CBH was located on the closed and lifted Bowelling to Wagin cross country railway. Photo: Phil Melling.
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
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Back Story .........
Arrived around 6AM, Mama was real excited to see me.
Ride out and back was extremely dusty due to no rain.
We're talking major dust so a face mask is advisable !
Mamas food bowel has disintegrated over time and this
morning she received a new green plastic one, she's happy.
While she was gobbling up her breakfast the other dogs
food bags were sorted out . There is a small amount of
antibiotic cream left so that was prepared for Apollo's cuts.
Plus some antibiotic eye wash for his eye infection.
All the temple dogs were tended to and Apollos wounds
are looking much better. Now his eye is on the road to
recovery too.
So lets talk about Anna ...................
Her sarcoptic mange condition is starting to reoccur which
is a big concern. Her medications ran out awhile back and
getting her into see the Vet is a logistical nightmare.
I'm trying to figure out a way around this but so far coming up
with a solution is being very evasive at best.
Took a brake around 10AM and laid down in the bingo room
with Mama near by. Woke up at 11;15 and headed for home.
Most likely there's a bunch of stuff I've forgotten but that's
OK cuz I can't remember what I forgot anyway ................. ;-)
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Hi, apologies for being away from Flickr for the last few months,
I had a tussle with Bowel Cancer which is now successfully resolved so i am fit and ready to go, with camera in hand!
francis takes a moment to stop and say hello, after dragging my winter hat down the stairs and killing it...
fran hasn't been seen on my photostream in far too long! he is still doing great on his duck and green pea diet... no more signs of inflammatory bowel disease. yayyy, fran!!
She has chronic irritable bowel syndrome and the vet is running out of things to try to treat it with.
She does n't have much to pack.Just her little bowel and new red lead.My old bit of cord was deemed not good enough for holidays.She wears an old collar,fits perfectly, and we've recently updated the name tag to hers. Only needed the lead on the ferry across.On Muck she did her dog stuff.You'll notice the peaty blackness about her.She'd just been snorkling in some peaty hollow with only her wagging tail above the black gloop.She seems to be licking some tasty left overs from her nose too.It's a dog's life.
Endometriosis Awareness Week and International Women's Day
Hi ya all, I am ‘the wife’ and I am here to say a few words about endometriosis. It’s a condition where the lining of the womb migrates out of the womb and attaches itself to any organ with in your body. I had a very common case where I had endometriosis on the back of my womb (between the bowel and womb), over my fallopian tubes and both ovaries. Every month like the lining inside the womb, endometriosis thickens and when menstruation occurs it bleeds, but it has nowhere to go. The pain can be agony and soul destroying but the thing that hurts even more is the lack of understanding from friends, family and even health care professionals. I went through 10 years of this pain, it started only being when I was bleeding but gradually starting to get where I was in pain most days of each month, not to mention the bowel problems. Friends and family got mad with me, “Why are you always ill” “go lose some weight and you will feel better” “you just need to walk it off” I didn’t go out or socialise and a lot of people walked away. Then to make a bad situation even worse my doctors didn’t even take me serious. I had a number of operations to see what was wrong, I had several different pills, coil, implant to help but these only made it worse. I would go and see my doctors who would imply it was all in my head. I did start to doubt myself. However, I had a very supportive husband and two children I had to get well for. After 6 different gynaecologists and many hospital stays, I found my current gynaecologist. Within 6 weeks of our first meeting he had me in for exploration surgery and he found endometriosis. He destroyed what he could but it sadly made no difference to the pain. So on the 10th January 2013, at 30 years old I had a full hysterectomy. I now have no womb, fallopian tubes or cervix but had to keep my ovaries to prevent me going into menopause. It was a mess inside my abdomen. The pathology report also stated I had adenomyosis which is like endometriosis but inside the muscles of the womb. I will continue my fight against the endometriosis as it will probably grow back on my ovaries until I hit menopause. I don’t want people to feel sorry for me or say how strong I am because I am not, I am just like everyone else, but I want people to realise that someone you know could be suffering like me who needs a friend. Read up on endometriosis, understand that they have physical pain but also emotional, they might be suffering with infertility or the prospect of surgery, and understand if they are not their normal bubbly self. Understanding goes a long way, ignorance only leads to hurt. Spread awareness!
www.endometriosis-uk.org/index.html
The aim of Endometriosis Awareness Week is to draw awareness to a condition that often goes unrecognised and therefore untreated in women. So what is it exactly?
The problem arises when the tissue that usually grows inside the womb starts growing in other places in the body. While the tissue in the womb falls away with a period, this tissue remaining on the outside can lead to cysts and scar tissue. For more information and endometriosis support visit the website.
Do you want to help women with endometriosis? Well, you can and in so many different ways! All you have to do is ask for a fundraising pack online and get planning your own event. Host a dinner party for your friends and ask for a donation - or do some spring cleaning and hold a jumble sale! We all have stuff that we don't use or wear hidden away and I bet if you got other people to band together and do the same you'd soon have a great event!
From a Lapland Husky Trail to cycling round India - Endometriosis UK have done it all.
Now it's time to show what you can do!
I chose this shot to raise awareness of Endometriosis Awareness Week and thought it fitting to use the Marilyn Monroe Lego figure as she was just one of the many women who have suffered this debilitating condition. I chose to wait till today for this shot as it is also International Women's Day and the most inspirational women I have ever known is my wife who has batted through thick and thin with this condition as well as others.
This was done for Amy Spanos, and the project that she is doing as described a little further down.
However I wanted to give you my explanation first for the shot.
I wanted to participate in this project because we all are beautiful in lots of different ways and beautiful is really what you want it to be.
I spent many many years hiding from my disease and not telling anyone, but as I have grown older I have come to terms with it, infact I have embraced it! I was diagnosed with an incurable bowel disease when I was 14. It took nearly 2 years to diagnose and lots of ridiculous and incorrect diagnosis along the way such as anorexia! I have Crohns Disease but I don't let it rule my life. I don't wake up each morning and say to myself 'Good morning, I have Crohns Disease'! I have a motto which is 'I have it - it doesn't have me'
I have had many abdominal surgeries for my disease and have scars not only on my stomach as you see here but scars on my neck from central lines from the many times in intensive care and many scars all over my hands and arms from cannulas particulary where they haven't been able to gain access to the vein because I have very small veins that are well hidden!
I've spent lots of my life in pain and in toilets! and I also have a lot of health problems as a result of my disease and the medications and operations that I have had to have. But inspite of all of this I have a lot to thank my disease for. If it wasn't for my disease I wouldn't make myself exercise, I wouldn't watch what I eat, I wouldn't make sure that I appreciate that health is such a gift! I haven't had surgery for 4 years now and this in itself is AMAZING! Long may this remission period last!!
Do I get stares in changing rooms - yes! Does it bother me - No! These scars that I bear are the a reminder of why I am alive today! I'll never have a flat tummy - no matter how many sit ups I do the muscles won't flatten as they have been cut so much they don't work now - infact I always joke that I have a 'front bum' because of the way the muscles now lie - hehe!!
The saddest thing though through all of this and the one thing I can't control is the suffering that I put my loved ones through when I have to have surgery. I wish I could take away the pain that they suffer when they have to see me that way - it breaks my heart.
Ok - enough from me about me - please read below from Amy:
"Whoever reads this, you're beautiful and someone out there is crazy about you. So smile. Life is too short to be unhappy.
Hello my name is Amy Spanos. I was asked to make a video for self-harm awareness day on the 1st of march, and I thought about what to do, and then decided where better to do it then here on flickr with the most creative, beautiful, inspiring minds out there. One in ten people have harmed by the age of sixteen and approximately three teenagers self injure every hour in the UK, mainly because they don’t feel like they’re enough. I want you to all know you are, you are all beautiful as you are, and you have something no one else ever can, and that’s you.
But instead of boring you all with more statistics I will tell you about the project. I started a project last year called The Around The World Project, where I found out loads of fun facts about your countries. But in this project I want to find out more about you, the people of flickr. I want your photos to represent you as people, if you’re silly wear a funny wig or glasses, if you’re crazy cover yourself in paint, if you love cats let your pets join you in your photo. I want it to represent your personality completely, be as crazy and imaginative as you like. Like the Around the world project, I would like written in the photo (on paper or on your body or wherever) the words ‘I am Beautiful’ because you all are so damn beautiful! :p Please try and get the photo added to the group by the 1st of March, which is when I will be making the video to bring people out there a little more confidence and hope for self harm awareness day, if you want to take part in the project but won’t be able to get a photo done by then you are still invited to add your photo in the group later on as I will leave it open! I guess all that is left to say now is have fun and i hope to find out more about you all!"
However, they will be staying with me another week or so to grow a little. I believe they are actually about 6 weeks old. If they still had their mother, they should stay with her another 2 weeks or so, I think.
I did not even really put these babies up for adoption. I wanted them to grow a bit and I really would have preferred to get the female fixed before adopting her out. However, the vets recommended this family to me as a good home that recently had their elderly cat die. They came to view the older kittens, but the little girls fell in love with these babies, of course.
I told them the kittens have to stay for another week. Though litter trained, they are barely litter trained. Also, their digestion is not stable. Since I switched them from dog food to proper cat/kitten food their bowel movements are not a pretty sight. Hopefully I can get all that sorted out in the next few days.
Explore #422 August 8, 2011
Now down to XA1404 and brake van leaving Warup on the Bowelling to Wagin cross country line on 1 July 1982. The loco is heading to Wagin. Nothing exists at Warup now the railway and CBH bin have all gone.
For those who saw my last photo, this is not far from the Leadenhall aliens!
Seriously though this is the iconic Lloyds of London building. According to Wikipedia, "The Lloyd's building (sometimes known as the Inside-Out Building)[1] is the home of the insurance institution Lloyd's of London. It is located on the former site of East India House in Lime Street, in London's main financial district, the City of London. The building is a leading example of radical Bowellism architecture in which the services for the building, such as ducts and lifts, are located on the exterior to maximise space in the interior.
In 1978, the corporation ran an architectural competition which attracted designs from practices such as Foster Associates, Arup and I.M. Pei.[3] Lloyd's commissioned Richard Rogers to redevelop the site, and the original 1928 building on the western corner of Lime and Leadenhall Streets was demolished to make way for the present one which was officially opened by Queen Elizabeth II on 18 November 1986. "
Twenty-five years after completion in 1986, the building received Grade I listing in 2011; it was the youngest structure ever to obtain this status. It is said by English Heritage to be "universally recognised as one of the key buildings of the modern epoch".[2
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lloyd's_building
Coordinates51°30′47″N 0°04′56.5″W
Attended the hospital for a colonoscopy as part of the bowel cancer screening programme (Everything was all clear and I'm OK) The nurse couldn't get the cannula to take on the back of my right hand, and struggled to get it in place on my left hand, but got there eventually...this was before I put less cumbersome plasters on.
Our little Katy is making great progress with her bad bowel disease. Not only is she stronger again and can jump up on the couch like she used to, but also her blood values now show it too. She has reached the lower limit of normal for protein. Although she cannot be cured from this, but we might be able to stabilise her condition even long term. So now, we have to slowly kick out the strong drugs, that would by themselves kill her in the long term. She is her naughty self again and started barking in the restaurant last night, asking for her cookies, she usually gets there. We have spoiled her into a little monster in the last weeks ...
Bowelling was a junction station with lines coming in from Narrogin and Wagin, which then ran through to Collie.
certain areas of this background reminds me of what might happen in your stomach after a huge meal at your favorite buffet...
Some action shots at: www.molotow.com/magazine/blog/blog/2011/01/01/geser-5/
Woman cannot live on Cornflakes alone. Or can she?
I mostly eat cereal. Mostly.
And not even the really healthy roughage filled ones neither, no, I have IBS (Irritable bowel syndrome), or what men call, ‘That thing all women claim to have when they occasionally fart or spend a long time in the toilet.’ Roughage type cereals play havoc with irritable bowels. Irritable bowel - what a title, it sounds like a woman’s problem, the man’s version would be ‘grouchy guts’.
My diet has evolved around finding foods that I can eat that won’t give me tummy ache, a great big balloon belly, make me produce any noxious gases and won’t repeat on me for the next week.
Funnily enough, cake, puddings, chocolate, wine and crisps don’t trouble my innards.
Interspersed with the desserts and booze I like to eat a balanced diet, and by balanced I mean bland. I went to one of those food allergy people once, he pressed little test tubes on my arm and decided that spinach and avocado were the route of all my problems – I almost never ate spinach or avocado, but I continued to not eat them from that day onward.
For over 30 years I have managed to keep myself entertained with the various possible textures of Kellogg’s Cornflakes, some days crunchy, some days I let them go soggy, some days I crush them up really tiny so they are like the dust pile that you get when you reach the dregs of the packet and get those weird bits of corn kernel that get stuck under your gums.
As a child I would sit at the kitchen table and devour every word on the packet along with every flake in my bowl. I was hungry for input first thing in the morning; I would build a wall blocking my brother from view and search for a new paragraph that I could read over and over. The amount of times I read the ingredients and nutrition information in my lifetime has meant that I am far too familiar with the words niacin, thiamin and riboflavin. As for the recommended serving size of 30g – that is one of those pathetic Kellogg’s variety pack boxes, my portion size is closer to the entire box set of 8.
At school when asked the obligatory playground question, “If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?”
‘jam tarts’ ‘crisps’ ‘chicken nuggets’ ‘sherbert dibdabs’… no, I thought carefully and chose cereals – ‘As long as I could have all the variants I would be happy as could be.
But over the years my irritable gut has rejected cereal after cereal, Shreddies, Shredded wheat, Alpen, Weetabix. If, after a bowl of one of these wheat infested brands I was to experience even the slightest discomfort or the tiniest of ‘pops’ then it was struck off the list. And now because I have worked myself into a fibre fearful frenzy I trust only my less gluteny cereals, in other words Kellogg’s Cornflakes and Rice Krispies – I even take a mobile box (500g instead of 1kg) out in the car with me to work with a plastic bowl and milk so that I can stop in a layby and sit chomping whilst staring into space.
Like Mel Gibson and his Catcher in the Rye obsession in Conspiracy Theory I have a compulsion to buy Kellogg’s Cornflakes whenever I pass a supermarket. I can‘t bear the thought that I might run out, or not get a full, mixing bowl, bowl for my next meal.
But it has to be Kellogg’s. In the news recently a man had gone around the world eating Cornflakes in every country – eating ‘home’ branded cornflakes in every country – traitor. I won’t eat an inferior brand - stale, cardboardy, synthetic - getting through a 30g bowl of a competitor requires throat massage to encourage peristalsis, my oesophagus recognising and rejecting the imposter.
www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2276523/Man-spends-36-80...
So like the Slimfast adverts:
“I have Cornflakes for breakfast, Cornflakes for lunch and a proper dinner – as long as it’s bland.”
But I also have an issue with wolfing my food. It is nothing to do with fear that the rest of the pack will steal it, or lack of time. . . truth is that while I’m eating I love that sensation of piling in delicious mouthful after delicious mouthful, enjoying a mouth literally FULL of something, gorging on sensations. That is something a diminutive, elegant, partial forkful slipped neatly between minutely parted lips just cannot equal. I also hate letting food get cold – when I’m cooking the food is tipped straight out of the sizzling pan, lugged out of the oven and upended onto the plate whilst lip-scorchingly hot. Meanwhile t’other half likes to spend twenty minutes making pretty rice castles and resting meat before creating an oriental fan shape so that the finished article looks beauteous but is at very best lukewarm. My platefuls come out searing hot and hideously ugly.
When pudding is ready, we dish it out in the kitchen together adding the desired accompaniments; ice cream, cream, more cream, custard etc, and each choosing our special spoons, I then head into the living room first as I am not arranging my food a la Masterchef. He follows moments later and by the time he has arrived and settled in his sunken bum print on the sofa I have finished my pudding and the bowl sits scraped and barren whilst he is yet to dip his spoon.
I have a massive problem when enjoying a ‘day out’ in that there is almost nothing I can eat in the daytime that won’t cause issues. Once I have a stomach lined with alcohol then all the rules change and I can safely gorge on most things but, much as I like alcohol, my rule is no booze before tiffin time – 5 o’clock, or 4 o’clock if I’m depressed. I can’t very well take Cornflake filled Tupperware with me so if I go into London for a romantic day out it inevitably ends with a stalemate on a Bridge, staring out numbly into the shitty water while he berates me because I wouldn’t eat from any of the Moroccan/Ethiopian/Punjabi street food stalls.
Which has led me to wonder if I am alone in this, is there a market out there for ‘safe’ food that can be eaten on dates with no digestive repercussions?
Typically the kind of food you get in places that couples go to is man food, that is why it is called the Men – u.
It’s all hog roasts and pulled things. Congealed blood and gristle on a bed of flatulence, deconstructed goat intestines knitted into a scotch egg bonnet, served on a paving slab.
Women on dates look down the MEN-U with panic whilst maintaining flirty nonchalance, “Oh there’s so much to choose from!” in fake delight “It might take me a while to decide, why don’t you order us another drink while I read through the menu.”
“f**k, f**k, f**k.”
Instead of a myriad of lovely plates of food they see:
Farty
Farty
Makes me bloated
Smelly breath
Stuck in teeth
Repeats on you
Burpy
Too heavy
Messy to eat
I can’t eat that, I had one as a pet!
I want to set up a restaurant that women can go to on first dates, it would be called ‘Bland’ and nothing on the menu would be offensive, either to her or to him – because although he won’t care that his badly disguised half swallowed belches have a putrid stench of rotting burgers after every champagne burp, she will.
Another image from the bowel of Birmingham New Street station. On the afternoon of Thursday 20 May 2021, a Class 390 'Pendolino' set of Avanti West Coast departs the gloomy interior of the station. This train formed 1B46, the BNS (1250 hrs) to London Euston service.
2021 represents a significant milestone in the history of the Phoenix Railway-Photographic Circle with the celebration of our 50th anniversary by publishing a book to showcase some of the members work, past and present, from 1971 to the present day. The book contains 14 chapters and 144 pages of photographs depicting the work of over 50 accomplished railway photographers with many differing styles and approaches. It takes an alternative view on photographing the railway scene over the past 50 years. The book, called 50 Years of Phoenix will be published on 14th May 2021 with pre-orders now being taken – click on this link to order your copy: www.mortonsbooks.co.uk/product/view/productCode/15554
Why not take a look at the PRPC web site at www.phoenix-rpc.co.uk/index.html.
How time flies for the timing of the US election is very pertinent for me as the day Trump was elected I was diagnosed with bowel cancer, so I thought it might be appropriate to name the awful thing Trumpy. The fact that it must be over four years since I experienced the first symptoms means that I'm almost at the end of my five year treatment under the NHS. They experts there reckon that if it does not recur within that time then it probably won't. Let's hope next year when I celebrate properly in the garden with a glass of red the world will be clear of the other unchecked Trumpy as well.
Dee G. Estive suffers from irritable bowel movement (IBM). In fact, it is so bad, the city started charging Dee by the pound for his sewage waste. Dee finally gave the city the finger and bought some land where he could make his bountiful deposits.
Round Mountain Road, Kern County, California 2006
“The beauty of a living thing is not the atoms that go into it, but the way those atoms are put together.”
Carl Sagan, Cosmos
Macro Mondays - theme: “Defining Beauty”
Common chicory (Cichorium intybus), is a bushy perennial herbaceous plant with blue, lavender, or occasionally white flowers. Various varieties are cultivated for salad leaves, chicons (blanched buds), or for roots (var. sativum), which are baked, ground, and used as a coffee substitute and additive. It is also grown as a forage crop for livestock. It lives as a wild plant on roadsides in its native Europe, and in North America and Australia, where it has become naturalized.
Chicory (especially the flower) was used as a treatment in Germany, and is recorded in many books as an ancient German treatment for everyday ailments. It is variously used as a tonic and as a treatment for gallstones, gastro-enteritis, sinus problems and cuts and bruises. (Howard M. 1987). Chicory contains inulin, which may help humans with weight loss, constipation, improving bowel function, and general health. In rats, it may increase calcium absorption and bone mineral density.
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Cykoria podróżnik (Cichorium intybus) – gatunek rośliny należący do rodziny astrowatych. Znany też jako podróżnik błękitny. Rodzimy obszar jego występowania to znaczna część Europy, Azji oraz Algieria i Tunezja w Afryce Północnej, ale rozprzestrzenił się szeroko i obecnie występuje na wszystkich kontynentach z wyjątkiem Antarktydy. Jest także uprawiany w Azji, Europie, Australazji, Afryce i Ameryce Północnej. W polskiej florze jest rośliną pospolicie występującą na całym obszarze. Cykoria podróżnik to roślina lecznicza, korzeń łagodnie pobudza wytwarzanie soku żołądkowego, żółci oraz ma działanie moczopędne. Jest stosowany w wielu mieszankach ziołowych do leczenia zaburzeń trawienia i przy ogólnym osłabieniu. Młode listki cykorii można wiosną dodawać do sałatek, ze względu na zawartość witamin C, B i mikroelementów.
This photo was originally Posted August 21, 2008. I posted this back in August shortly after I had heard that Kevin, a work friend of mine, had been diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer. The prognosis at the time was that Kevin had about 2 to 5 years.
Kevin went through the surgeries. He was put on a colostomy bag and was leaning to cope with his illness. I learned yesterday that Kevin went in for a regular check-up on Tuesday. After running tests the results that came back confirmed that his cancer has spread and grown more aggressive. He was given a new prognosis:
Kevin has 2 to 4 months.
It's a bit of a shock. No one was expecting it. I was hoping for a remission. I'm sure we all were. So these results are hard to take.
Thank you to everyone who took a moment to reflect and say a little prayer. Your comments have all been appreciated. If I could impose one last time: please say a little prayer or send a little good energy his way to help smooth the end of his journey that apparently is coming a lot sooner than any of us feared.
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I heard today that Kevin, an old friend from work, has been diagnosed with terminal bowel cancer. The cancer has already reached stage 4 and spread to his liver. Even with radiation and chemo therapy the doctors are giving him only 2 to 5 years... by which time Kevin will be 45.
Kevin has received his first round of radiation therapy and the initial results are good. If you read this please take a moment to send prayers, wishes, thoughts, or positive energy according to your own beliefs to Kevin and his wife. I believe that even something as apparently small as a kind thought can sometimes tip the critical balance, and we're all hoping Kevin can still beat this.
Thank you.
yospyn.com/ - This is at the "Here & Now" exhibition that's on 14th & T as part of the Transformer Gallery. There are probably 100 goldfish bowls attached to the wall, each has a postcard-style photograph of DC in the background. The artist was there and said the first goldfish to die was in the bowl with the White House photo. Ironic, perhaps?
Anyway, it's an interesting exhibit running through June 14. If you're done with Artomatic... (not that I am, I think I still have 8 more floors to see).