Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Anti Aging Tips

5 Easy Ways to Slow Your Aging Clock

August 22, 2014 in Healthy LifestyleSupplements by Kathleen Barnes
5 Easy Ways to Slow Your Aging Clock

Most of us know that anti-oxidant vitamins like A, C and E are our best defenses against free radicals – the rogue oxygen molecules known to cause wrinkling, sagging, artery damage and even cancer. But where do these free radicals come from in the first place?
They are like sparks thrown off from a fire and they’re the natural results of living, metabolizing our food and breathing.
Clearly, we can’t stop breathing or eating to cut down free radicals—but surprisingly, fascinating scientific research shows we CAN do other things to limit the quantity of free radicals we produce — and make sure the anti-oxidants we do get have the best opportunity to protect us. In short, you can put out the free radical fire by depriving it of fuel by:
1. Staying away from all kinds of smoke: If you smoke, quit. This is the number one way to cut free radical production. Stopping smoking goes without saying, since it cause a huge range of health problems. But many of us may not realize we increase our risk of heart disease by 50% just by regularly being around someone who is smoking.
Other kinds of smoke are just as harmful: If you use a wood stove or wood-burning fireplace for heat, you’re increasing your free radical production, as you are if you spend a significant amount of time around any kind of fires or grills, as restaurant workers do.
2. Steam, don’t fry: Heating oils – including the fats in meat and fish — to high temperatures, by frying or especially by barbecuing, increases the numbers of cancer-causing chemical compounds called nitrosamines. Cured meats like bacon and ham have high levels of related compounds called nitrates, also known to cause cancer.
In fact, a National Institutes of Health study showed that people who ate diets high in nitrosamines and nitrates more than doubled their risk of certain types of cancer. Steaming, baking or poaching all forms of protein (including tofu and eggs) is your best bet, says Applegate. You’ll get additional protection from free radical production if you keep all oils and nuts in the refrigerator to prevent them from turning rancid and producing more nitrosamines.
3. Go easy on exercise: Believe it or not, exercise increases free radical production – but your body can usually neutralize the amount that is made and convert it to healthy benefits – unless you exercise to the point of exhaustion. Numerous American and European studies show that free-radical formation can double after an exhausting run.
Moderate exercise is best – not more than 90% of your maximum heart rate. We all need to exercise regularly and you’ll keep free radicals in check by pumping up your consumption of anti-oxidant laden leafy greens, citrus fruits and carrots. You might also consider taking vitamin C and E supplements if you regularly engage in strenuous exercise.
4. Get below 20%: A new study from the State University of New York at Buffalo shows that people who are 20% or more above their ideal body weight generate disease-causing free radicals at a rate equal to that of diabetics, whose high blood sugar levels trigger an overabundance of these artery-damaging compounds.
A diet rich in fruits and vegetables busts free radicals, keeps weight under control, and promotes a long, healthy life.
5. Watch your exposure: You can easily control your exposure to two major causes of free radical production: ultraviolet rays of the sun and air pollution. We need sun exposure to manufacture vitamin D, which has excellent anti=-cancer properties, but it’s a fine line between just right and too much. Look for a hihg quality natural sunscreen without thew carcinogens prevaelnt in most commercial varieities.
And, if you can, move away from places with heavy air pollution. If you live in Los Angeles and can move closer to the ocean, the pollution levels will be lower, even if your poc ketbook is lighter. Wherever you lie, avoid heavy exercise on days when air pollution levels are high.
I have found these points have worked for me.   They can work for you.  Here I am 67 years old with my daughter at her recent wedding..  My Best to You, Dr. Kathleen Fuller

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

You Most Likely Have a Vitamin D Deficiency

Vitamin D deficiency is incredibly common in the US, but many Americans mistakenly believe they aren’t at risk because they consume vitamin-D-fortified foods (such as milk).

There are very few foods that actually have therapeutic levels of vitamin D naturally and even fortified foods do not contain enough vitamin D to support your health needs.

Monday, August 25, 2014

Asparagus-Surprising Information

Dear Kathleen, 
I have known about this for forty years and am a great believer, I planted a huge bed of asparagus this year...

Dina has been my friend for thirty years and has given me many good health tips.  Since I am still on my Cancer Healing Journey I found this to be amazing. I am just starting to take it twice a day.

An amazing read. 

Very interesting!

When I was in the USN I was stationed in Key West, FL. I worked at the clinic at Naval Air Station on Big Coppitt Key just a few mile north of Key West. The hospital at Key West was for out patient only for retired armed forces personnel that lived in the area. If you needed to be hospitalized you were sent to Homestead AFB Florida.

I had the day off and just went inside the hospital(Corpman barracks were next to hospital). There was a retired navy man that worked in the lab and he was very interesting gentleman to talk with. He was a retired biochemist from the USN. he asked me what was going on that day and I  said I had the day off. I wish I was working as the crew because today they were
taking a sailor to Homestead as he had a very bad
kidney infection.

Now this elderly gent told me the man should have eaten more asparagus and  he wouldn't have that problem. I asked why? I'll never forget him saying do you eat asparagus and I said yes, I love them.
He replied you notice how your urine stinks after eating
asparagus? I said well I never thought it was what I ate but yes it does have a pungent odor. It is because it is detoxifying your body of harmful chemicals!!!
This was back in 1986 when I was stationed there and to read this email again I had to share this story...Eat more asparagus my friends.

Asparagus -- Who knew?

My Mom had been taking the full-stalk canned style asparagus, pureed it and took 4 tablespoons in
the morning and 4 tablespoons later in the day. She did this for over a month. She is on chemo pills for Stage 3 lung cancer in the pleural area and her cancer cell count went from 386 down to 125 as of this past week.
Her oncologist said she will not need to see him for 3 months.


Several years ago I met a man seeking asparagus for a friend who had cancer. He gave me a copy of an article, entitled "Asparagus For Cancer" printed in the Cancer News Journal, December 1979. I will share it here, just as it was shared with me: I am a biochemist, and have specialized in the relation of diet to health or over 50 years.
Several years ago, I learned of the discovery of Richard R.Vensal, D.D.S. that asparagus might cure cancer. Since then, I have worked with him on his project. We have accumulated a number of favorable case histories.
Here are a few examples:

Case No. 1, A man with an almost hopeless case of Hodgkin's disease (cancer of the lymph glands) who was completely incapacitated.  Within 1 year of starting the asparagus therapy,his doctors were unable to detect any signs of cancer, and he was back on a schedule of strenuous exercise. 
Case No. 2, A successful businessman, 68 years old, suffered from cancer of the bladder for 16 years.  After years of medical treatments, including radiation without improvement, he began taking asparagus.  Within 3 months, examinations revealed that his bladder tumor had disappeared and that his kidneys were normal.

Case No. 3, On March 5th 1971, a man who had lung cancer was put on the operating table where they found lung cancer so widely spread that it was inoperable.  The surgeon sewed him up and declared his case hopeless. On April 5th he heard about the
Asparagus therapy and immediately started taking it. By August, x-ray pictures revealed that all signs
of the cancer had disappeared. He is now back at his regular business routine.

Case No. 4, A woman had been troubled for a number of years with skin cancer. She developed different skin cancers which were diagnosed by the acting specialist as advanced. Within 3 months after beginning asparagus therapy, the skin specialist said her
skin looked fine with no more skin lesions. This woman reported that the asparagus therapy also cured her kidney disease, which had started in 1949. She had over 10 operations for kidney stones, and was receiving government disability payments for an inoperable, terminal, kidney condition. She attributes the cure
of this kidney trouble entirely to the asparagus treatment.

I was not surprised at this result as `The elements of materia medica', edited in 1854 by a Professor at the University of Pennsylvania , stated that asparagus was used as a popular remedy for kidney stones. He even
referred to experiments, in 1739, on the power of asparagus in dissolving stones. Note the
We would have other case histories but the medical establishment has interfered with our obtaining some of the records. I am therefore appealing to readers to spread this good news and help us to gather a large number of case histories that will overwhelm the medical skeptics about this unbelievably simple and natural remedy.

For the treatment, asparagus should be cooked before using.Fresh or canned asparagus can be used. I have corresponded with the two leading caners of asparagus, Giant and Stokely, and I am satisfied that these brands contain no pesticides or preservatives.

Place the cooked asparagus in a blender and liquefy to make a puree. Store in the refrigerator. Give the patient 4 full tablespoons twice daily, morning and evening.
Patients usually show some improvement in 2-4 weeks.
It can be diluted with water and used as a cold or hot drink.This suggested dosage is based on present experience, but certainly larger amounts can do
no harm and may be needed in some cases.

As a biochemist I am convinced of the old saying that `what cures can prevent.' Based on this theory, my wife and I have been using asparagus puree as a beverage with our meals. We take 2 tablespoons diluted in water to suit our taste with breakfast and with dinner.  I take mine hot and my wife prefers hers cold.
For years we have made it a practice to have blood surveys taken as part of our regular checkups. The last blood survey, taken by a medical doctor who specializes in the nutritional approach to health, showed substantial improvements in all categories over the last one, and we can attribute these improvements to nothing but the asparagus drink. As a biochemist, I have made an extensive study of all aspects of cancer, and all of the proposed cures. As a result, I am convinced that asparagus fits in better with the latest theories about cancer.

Asparagus contains a good supply of protein called histones, which are believed to be active in controlling cell growth. For that reason, I believe asparagus can be said to contain a substance that I call cell growth normalizer. That accounts for its action on cancer and in acting as a general body tonic In any event, regardless of theory, asparagus used as we suggest, is a harmless substance. The FDA cannot prevent you from using
it and it may do you much good. It has been reported by the US National Cancer Institute, that  asparagus is the highest tested food containing glutathione, which is considered one of the body's most potent anticarcinogens and antioxidants.

Just a side note... In case you are wondering why this has not been made public, there is no profit in curing cancer!

Please send this article to everyone in your Address Book. The most unselfish act one can ever do is paying forward all the kindness one has received.

My Best to You,  Dr. Kathleen Fuller 

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Torture for 20 Years-Routine-Starve, Binge, Purge, Repeat.

Ray Duckler: After years of struggle with an eating disorder, woman knows she needs help

  • Katherine shows her stomach immediately after purging.
    Katherine shows her stomach immediately after purging.
  • Katherine Drouin has faced isolation with her condition, many times not wanting to leave her apartment to avoid the stares and gawking at her appearance.
  • Katherine is worried that her addiction is going to kill her. "I have hit bottom," she said.
  • Katherine Drouin before her eating disorder took over. (Courtesy photo)
  • The obession has begun. Katherine starts getting into "The Zone," trying to figure out what she is going to prepare for the three-hour meal.
  • Katherine eats lettuce with salad dressing.
  • At this point, Katherine is no longer enjoying her food. She was eating chili and hashbrowns but was starting to slow down.
  • At this point, Katherine is no longer enjoying her food. She was eating chili and hashbrowns but was starting to slow down.
  • At this point, Katherine is no longer enjoying her food. She was eating chili and hashbrowns but was starting to slow down.
  • Katherine gets her mail but doesn't venture out much; she doesn't like the gawking.
  • Katherine doesn't go out much.
  • Katherine shows her stomach immediately after purging.
It’s a place of focus and addiction, of eating more food than you or I could ever eat, of a distant, glazed look in her eyes that tells you she’s some place else, that food represents a temporary fix, a quick jolt after starving herself all day.
Drouin is 5 feet tall, weighs 60 pounds, and when she tells you her problem over the phone, you don’t realize how bad it is until you visit her apartment in Plymouth. The 36-year-old has lived there for 17 years and been bulimic the whole time.
Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail, revealing a collarbone that pokes out like a tree root.
Her limbs are skinny, of course, her eyes noticeably wide, her chin obviously pointy, her face so very thin. Veins run the length of her forearms, a road map of lines attached to someone with no direction.
Her daily routine is rigid, clear and simple, like directions on a shampoo bottle.
Starve, binge, purge.
“It’s time to eat,” Drouin said earlier this month,   as the sun began to set on a calm night. “No more questions. You can ask me, but I may not answer.”
That’s The Zone. It takes her a little more than three hours to eat, two minutes to vomit, and all you can do is ask “why?” Why has this bright, articulate person, who once ran cross country at Winnisquam Regional High School and got good grades, been torturing herself for 20 years?
Why can’t she eat three normal meals a day like most others, instead of waiting for nightfall and then gorging herself? Why has she been arrested dozens of times for shoplifting at grocery stores?
Why doesn’t she get help?
Then you learn it’s no different than an alcoholic gulping scotch in the morning, no different than the crack addict lighting a pipe.
“Eating disorders are one of the last of the mental illnesses being recognized by people as a biologically based disorder,” said Nicholas Hudson-Swogger, a licensed clinical mental health counselor in North Conway, who’s been treating eating disorders for 10 years.
“It’s not about control or intentions. What we know is that people go into starvation and drop below their natural weight, and that the body goes into starvation mode and then their brain changes. It’s not under control of the individual; the illness is controlling them.”
Hudson-Swogger distinguished between bulimia, a condition in which individuals purge to expel calories but remain at a relatively normal weight, and anorexia nervosa, which is characterized by starving oneself because of a distorted physical self image and also includes purging.
Drouin, it seems, suffers from a blend of both.
“There’s a lot of diagnostic crossover,” Hudson-Swogger said.
Finding a treatment facility is difficult, but sticking to the program is even harder. Drouin has learned that lesson repeatedly over the course of her illness.
“People genuinely want to help,” Drouin said. “But at the end of the day, everyone goes home to their own bed. I feel like I’m very alone in this process. I’m just one person in this conspiracy.”
Drouin’s illness, her addictive nature, is part of her family makeup. Uncles have died from drug- and alcohol-related problems, she said, and other family members are hooked on prescription medicine as we speak.
Her father, Don Drouin of Nashua, is a retired carpenter. He’s remarried and trying to help his daughter. He’s a former Navy man, a Vietnam veteran who usually keeps his emotions in tight, but whose eyes get misty when he talks about Katherine.
“I don’t think Katherine is going to live too much longer if she doesn’t get help,” Don says. “She doesn’t want to die, but she won’t do a whole lot. It’s kind of frustrating. It’s been such a long battle.”
Drouin knows the danger involved, that if something doesn’t change soon, she will die.
“I’ve isolated myself for so long,” she says. “I’m not getting younger. I need help. I need someone to come into my bubble. People say they’re on the outside looking in. I’m on the inside looking out. My brain is controlling my body, and my body wants to heal.”
Lots of potential
She weighed 100 pounds at Winnisquam Regional, where she was named most-improved athlete on the cross country team, which was confirmed by her then-coach, Ray Valente.
“I had a young lady come to me who didn’t have a whole lot of ability and who was looking to improve her self-esteem,” said Valente, who retired from teaching and coaching 11 years ago and lives in Sanbornton. “She developed running skills that put her in the middle of the running pack. She was not an elite runner, but she persevered and did improve and had the tenacity to want to improve.”
Drouin said she was a good student, with purpose and hope and friends. “I thrived on cross country,” Drouin says. “I was a perfectionist. It felt great to get better and better at something, getting faster, winning races.”
Pinpointing the start of her downfall is difficult. Valente doubled as Drouin’s biology teacher and taught nutrition and the importance of maintaining a healthy weight.
He had visited Drouin in the hospital sometime in the late 1990s, shortly after she graduated. He saw a sick girl, and it made him think about his classroom.
“She really made my heart think, ‘Did I go too far?’ ” Valente said. “Or did she take the information too far, the information about maintaining body weight and nutrition? You never know where the information will fall sometimes.”
Initially, Drouin starved herself to keep her weight down and cross country times fast. She was sneaky at the dinner table, sometimes hiding her food in a book or a magazine, sometimes wrapping it in a napkin, sometimes feeding it to her dog, Champ.
“It became an art,” Drouin said.
Meanwhile, Don feels guilty that he didn’t know what was happening. He fears he enabled his daughter’s sickness.
“Even when we knew she had problem and we were watching her, she’d still do it,” Don says. “She was good at it. You would think she was eating, but she wasn’t. She lost weight and lost more weight and lost more weight.”
Shoplifting and shackled
At Plymouth State College, Drouin’s problem evolved into what it looks like today, eating at night for the first time all day, then purposely vomiting. She also began shoplifting food in and around Plymouth, eventually rotating stores so she wouldn’t be recognized.
She’d walk in, grab a cart and fill it with what she calls binge food, items like cupcakes and doughnuts and ice cream and frozen pizzas.
Drouin, who’s currently waiting for a felony theft charge to work its way through the court system, says she hasn’t shoplifted this year. She claims she got away with it “hundreds of times and been arrested dozens of times.”
Sometimes, handcuffs would slip off her bone-thin wrists and fall to the ground, forcing officers to use one cuff around both wrists, held tightly together.
Her explanation for why she did it? It’s all part of her illness.
“I didn’t want to pay for it if I was going to purge,” she said. “That would have been a waste.”
She did time at the state prison in Goffstown, and in jails in Grafton, Belknap and Merrimack counties. She spent 90 days at a boot-camp-style program, marching like a Marine, her uniform hanging off her tiny body like a shirt on a hanger.
Her criminal record includes 70 arrests for theft since 1997. Several bench warrants have been issued for Drouin after she failed to appear in court.
She has a final pretrial hearing scheduled Oct. 31 in Grafton County Superior Court on a charge of theft by unauthorized taking, bumped from misdemeanor to felony because of Drouin’s laundry list of offenses.
In fact, she was scheduled to appear in front of a circuit court judge Aug. 14, but her public defender filed a motion that allowed her to instead seek treatment at an in-patient clinic in Waltham, Mass., the day before the hearing.
She has sought help at other places as well. At Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore, Tulane University in New Orleans, New York Presbyterian, the University of North Carolina and in Westbrook, Maine.
In 2002, she began a year’s stay at New Hampshire Hospital, where she says she was shackled to her bed. A feeding tube was inserted into her stomach, and the hole is visible today.
While away, her father and several family members entered her apartment and packed the crackers and chips and chocolate into garbage bags and hauled them away, loading a pickup truck four times.
“I was livid when I got home,” Drouin said. “It took me two weeks of shoplifting to restock.”
Each time Drouin sought help, she was kicked out for stealing food for her late-night binges, or she was able to sign herself out – remaining sick and not caring or fooling herself into believing she could eat in a normal fashion.
Nothing ever changed, though.
“I didn’t care if there was a fire,” Drouin says. “I’d finish eating first.”
‘It’s sick’
Drouin lives in a cozy apartment in Plymouth. It’s clean, with trinkets and flowers and baskets, a sharp contrast to the misery it sees each night.
She’s lived there for 17 years, shortly after dropping out of college. She lives on Social Security, $350 a month. Her rent is $80 per month, heat $90 during the winter.
“I don’t go out anymore, except to get the mail,” Drouin says. “People gawk at me. I feel disgusting.”
A friend visits once a week and takes her shopping.
Before preparing for this night’s binge, Drouin reveals her past, which is filled with addictive behavior in her family.
“It’s in my blood,” Drouin says.
Three uncles, her mother’s brothers, have died from cocaine- or alcohol-related abuse. Drouin has a half brother who, Don says, is homeless and begging in the streets in Florida.
Meanwhile, Don is the anchor, having spent years working to save his daughter. He’s the one who has fought with insurance companies and medical clinics, the one who drives from his home in Nashua to check on Katherine, the one who calls and calls and gets no answer because Katherine is sleeping the day away, depressed and gearing up for her nightmare as the sun sets.
“I have to try to help her,” Don says. “I love her, and I don’t want to see her die. She’s got to want it and find the fight within herself.”
Two days before visiting a private psychiatric care facility for the third time, fighting her illness is not part of the process.
Looking around the apartment, some of the weapons of mass destruction are in a living room closet. Binge food she calls it, boxes of cinnamon and cheddar crackers in Wal-Mart bags.
Sometimes she orders out, eating two pizzas in one sitting. A few slices simply won’t do.
“If it’s just one pizza, I won’t eat it,” she says. “I need to know I’m going to be able to over-eat. It’s sick.”
The Zone
Tonight, she’ll cook. To prepare, she moves into the bathroom and pulls her soft brown hair back into a ponytail, then moves to the kitchen.
She opens the top cabinet and scans the canned goods, the refried beans and rings of pasta, then bends over at the waist to check through the lower cabinet, hand on chin, planning, thinking, starving.
She’s oblivious to the photos on the refrigerator door, undated pictures showing Drouin, her face full, her eyes smiling, with her mother and her grandmother and a niece.
She spreads newspapers on the kitchen table, making cleanup easier later on, and begins to place items down as though she’s setting up a chess board. There’s a jar of pickles, ketchup, barbecue sauce, mayonnaise.
“I love it,” she says. “No one interferes with my little ritual. And it is a ritual.”
As she’s preparing food in the kitchen, she tells you about the old days, when she used to drive behind Dunkin’ Donuts late at night and pull garbage bags of discarded doughnuts from the dumpster and bring them home.
It’s hard to watch Drouin eat, and for the first time you realize the depth of her illness, despite her stick-figure build.
With a huge pot of chili warming on the stove and bread warming in the oven, she starts with yogurt, at 7:15 p.m.
The TV is on, and breaking news about the death of Robin Williams and his problems with addiction and depression flashes across the screen, stopping Drouin mid-bite.
Only later did the parallels surface, the ones about depression and addiction slamming someone with so much to offer.
“I loved the movie Patch Adams,” Drouin says.
She cuts up lettuce, pours Ken’s salad dressing and shakes pepper on it and picks at it with her hands. She chews methodically, evenly, but is still talkative.
“I hate rushing,” she says.
From there, Drouin eats three pieces of corn on the cob, drenched in butter. Then she squirts mayo, ketchup and barbecue sauce onto her plate in three separate dollops.
She tears strips from a full rotisserie chicken and alternates dipping the pieces into each condiment, eventually stripping the bird clean.
On to the chili, spooned out into a bowl and covered with shredded cheese. The bread – three pieces of rye and a bulkie roll – are warm enough to set on the table, and each is covered with more butter.
Drouin picks off pieces of bread and dips them into the chili, then spoons more chili out for a second serving and quickly goes back for a third bowl, turning the big pot sideways and scraping the side to make sure she gets it all. The third and final bowl is covered with peppers and onions.
At 9:04 p.m., a reality TV show is on, about handsome men and beautiful women living on a beach and looking for love and sex.
Drouin sips Diet Coke through a straw and says, “Got to keep this figure,” then moves onto the hash browns, wrapped in aluminum foil.
Her eyes have changed, to a faraway look, and you get a feel for what she had said earlier, about “The Zone.”
“I don’t even taste it anymore,” she says, staring down at newspapers she’s not reading.
Next, Drouin grabs a pint of vanilla ice cream from the freezer, but it’s frozen and she can’t dig the spoon in, so she digs into a nearby bag and pulls out four candy bars to eat while waiting for the ice cream to soften.
She eats four types of candy bars: Snickers, 100 Grand, Butterfinger and Mounds, then spoons through the ice cream, which, like the rest of the food she’s eaten, doesn’t stand a chance. The container is empty within 10 minutes.
It’s about 10:15 p.m., nearly three hours in, and Drouin begins digging into a banana cream pie and eating spoonfuls, slowly.
She’s full, though, and puts the plastic cover back on the pie, lifts her shirt and flicks her stomach with her index finger, making a drumlike sound.
“Ready to pop,” she says. “It’s time.”
She moves to the bathroom, to the toilet, bends at the waist and vomits for two minutes straight. When done, Drouin’s eyes move from hollow to sorrowful as she realizes that for the first time, she’s allowed someone into her secret world.
She says she’s ashamed.
“Purging is a relief, a high,” Drouin says. “That’s the gist of it. That’s my life, every night.”