Genie in a Bottle? No, Broccoli in a Bottle

Thanks to a twitter friend who told me about vegetable tablets, I discovered my dream supplement – broccoli in a bottle.

Found these little goodies at a health food store today and started taking them with real broccoli tonight.

Soon, I will fill large vats with broccoli and stamp them like grapes into a green paste, which I shall rub all over my body.  Then the Isothiocyanates will overwhelm my cf and I’ll be cured.  Nice.

“Say hello to my little friends – broccoli and coleslaw”

If you read my earlier post on broccoli, then you know I’ve been shoveling in tons of the stuff.  I also added cole slaw for the cabbage and occasionally cauliflower.  Soon, I will find broccoli sprouts and start eating those, too.

All in the name of searching out sharktank.org’s mysterious Isothiocyanates.  That’s why I’m eating cruciferous vegetables.

I won’t repeat my earlier post.  But here’s the latest. After 40 plus years of taking enzymes, first the powdered form with applesauce when I was a child and now capsules, I can’t find the correct dosage. I’m constipated a lot and my digestion and the results of it have been smaller and perfect.

Last week on a business trip, I forgot to refill my enzymes for dinner and had only three for a large meal.  I thought I would pay the price, but all was fine.

I don’t get it and don’t know if it has anything to do with the Isothiocyanates.  I’m not used to this level of good digestion over such a long period of time.

I’ll be calling my CF Center this week to discuss enzyme dosages.  It’s been a long time since I had that conversation.

Cystic Fibrosis – The Greatest Paint Stripper of All

CF strips away the stuff I love to do – the simple actions of life healthier people take for granted.  Here’s my “most missed” list:

  • Sleeping flat on a bed, which I haven’t done for 5 or 6 years because of hemoptysis and GERD.
  • Playing paddle tennis at Venice Beach.
  • Walking up stairs and hills without worrying about coughing up blood.
  • Riding a bike fast and up hills.
  • Not thinking about cf, though I don’t remember when that was, if ever.  Maybe, I mean to say that I miss thinking about cf less than I do now.
  • Lifting heavy weights in the gym.
  • Doing fewer treatments each day.
  • Being able to carry my daughter.
  • Skiing.
  • Feeling well more often.

There are probably others, but these seem to matter the most.  One other item I left off the list is adult and has to do with my wife.

Every day some of my co-workers cry and moan about the most inane issues. I feel like grabbing them by the shoulders, staring them in the eye and saying: You don’t know how lucky you are.  You simply do not know how lucky you are.