Hero, or Human Being?

accident2I don’t know if he would be thought of as a hero, a good Samaritan, or a decent human being. I think what he did went well above and beyond what the average person would do. I doubt other than a few of us, her family, and the police, no one else knows what happened and his part in it.

He is not much to look at. Tall, thin, some health problems that would make most people look away, or pretend they can not see him. You know how people look avoiding looking. They would mistake him for being homeless I think; not that he gives a hoot what people think.

It happened at an intersection of course, in busy city traffic. He looked when he heard the noise, mostly because he was only a few feet away. He saw the suv rolling over, the woman who was launched from the suv, and the end result.

He was not sure how it happened, only how it ended. He told me he had some experience as a medic. I am guessing that is from serving in the military, but maybe not, as I am only guessing where he had time to pick up medical training.

The suv swerved for somehow hit the curb, and careened away rolling over. The jolt of hitting the curb threw the driver out the window, or perhaps it was through the window, he was understandably a little fuzzy on that detail. The young woman was not wearing a seat belt – probably because suv’s are ‘safe’.

Somehow, while the woman lay on the ground, the suv’s wheels turned sharply, and it went into a roll. When it stopped, upside down, the lower half of the woman’s upper body down to her feet were between the vehicle and the pavement. He told me he had seen this before, but did not elaborate. I asked if he meant like the subway trains at the terminal, and he said yes, only she was being crushed from above and not the side.

What he meant was that the lower half of the woman’s upper torso was crushed by the suv’s weight. Because of this she felt no pain, and her vital signs were almost normal down to where her abdomen disappeared under the roof. He knew from experience that when they managed to lift the vehicle off of her, the lower half of her body would be an empty sack, her blood pressure would drop to nothing, and she would die almost instantly. He knew this within seconds of running to where she was to see if he could help.

He found her conscious. He asked if she knew what happened. She did, although she said she could not feel her body from the chest down. He calmly explained that she was crushed by her vehicle, and while the vehicle was on top of her, she would feel no pain.

Next he asked her if there was anyone she wanted to call, and offered her the use of his cell phone. She was very scared and asked him to call her mother. He asked her if she wanted a priest, or someone else present with her while she waited. She asked why, and he once again explained that she was crushed under the weight of the vehicle. He did not go into more detail as he became choked up himself. He said he told her what would happen when they removed the vehicle. He spoke with the mother and explained the situation, then held the phone to the woman’s ear for her.

She spoke with her Mother for about twenty five minutes he said. She made one more call of a few minutes. He said the police, and medical people were calm, and respectful. He held her head in his lap, as they lifted the vehicle off of her. His eyes teared up again, as he told me he held her as she passed, and it was all he could do for her.

He then told me he was too shaken to drive, and had someone else drive him to his home. He said he quietly took out a bottle of whiskey, poured three fingers in a large glass, and sat down in a chair.

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Your Life, Make it Into a Life You Want

happy-21In times past when I was not angry or feeling sorry for myself, I would think about those people I sort of admired. I could never actually say I admired them because that would infer that they had something I did not. Of course those people I almost admired did have something at that point and time I did not; I just refused to let myself admit it.

It was not a flower lined garden path to get from where I was to where those people were and are. It was one heck of a hard trip actually. While I would not quite say it was up there with deciphering the Rosetta Stone, it was not too far from something as puzzling and exotic. Perhaps more like trying to read a book in Braille, without any idea of what the book is about or what language it is in.

What eventually happened to me was acceptance of myself, and the limitations I imposed on myself. My life was what it was because I made it that way – spending years to create my life such as it was. I could either accept that this was my life, and there is nothing more to life, or I could allow the possibility those people I almost admired were living their lives on a different level than I was.

I chose the second option. What makes change difficult is all the previous hours, months, or years we spend perfecting this exact moment in our lives. No matter what your age is, or what you have done in your life, you have spent your entire lifetime perfecting this exact moment.

It does not matter if you are reading this and are totally focused on the thoughts behind the words. You may be reading this to kill time; wondering if when you get to the end you will find something you can use in your life. Or you may be like I was knowing that your own life can be better, but not knowing what to do to make it happen.

What to do next is easier said than done. What you can do from this moment on is quit living in what your life is, and start living what you want your life to be. No matter what your past is, or current situation may be, let everything you do not want in your life go. Start living in this moment, and live in every moment from here onward and you will change your life into what you believe your life should be.

The alternative, if what you read sounds like baloney is to do nothing. Doing nothing is the surest way to keep yourself from any possibility of change from happening. This is the only moment when you will read this for the first time. When you finish reading, there will never again be a first time to read it. As in your life, you could copy and paste it into a text file and read it as often as you want. Of course your life won’t change, unless you go in and edit the file.

If your life is perfect right now, reading this is an affirmation of what you already know or learned. If what you have read makes you a little uncomfortable, or there is a voice in the background suggesting you wasted your time reading this, you may want to take it as a sit up and pay attention message?

You have all the control over your life that you need. If you are a reasonable person, and I imagine you are, you know every correct answer to all your life questions. You can stand toe to toe with anyone on this earth and discuss what is right for your life and be one-hundred percent correct – at this moment. All you have to do is acknowledge that there is a life you want to life out there and moment by moment, you are going to live your way to it.

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Hold’em By The Book?

poker-booksDo you play Holdem and want to win more often? The secret is simple. Play better Holdem. That is all any of us need to crush games at whatever stakes we are playing. Oh, and put your Holdem books on the shelf too. Not too far back, but far enough back you are not pulling them out to restudy them after every session. Verifying you did exactly what the book said to do.

With the net and television saturated with, “all in” Holdem, it is hard to find a game where Holdem is played like the book(s). The throttled no limit games have changed the nature of the game at both limit and no limit Holdem.

Limit Holdem, even the lowest limits has become more aggressive, and plays more like bigger limits with minor differences. I see a lot more three betting these days preflop, with more callers, but the quality of hands has not not changed much. This makes for a great game, but also opens the door for expensive mistakes for anyone who does not change their playing style to match the game they are actually sitting in.

The most costly long term mistake I see players make other than not learning enough about the game itself, is expecting the game they are sitting in to play exactly like their Holdem book(s). Bad news – practically everyone sitting around the table with you has read those books and knows at least as much as you do.

When you play exactly as the books tell you, and it is not your truly lucky day, you are in for a rough ride, and probably a losing session. You watch your big pair crumble, your two pairs get crushed, and your sets ran down by stellar hands like 74o, J7, or even 52. Winning hands become so incredulous that you fully expect some piece of trash hand to win every round.

Then your losing hands starts playing on your mind. Instead of meeting aggression with aggression, you are now meeting aggression with passivity. What was a raising hand is now a limp and see hand. Overcalling is the table norm, and you are now right there in the mix, over calling when you should be raising. Minute by minute your stack dwindles, almost imperceptibly because it is only a few chips at a time.

If this sounds like your game, all is not lost. All the Holdem books in the world can only take you so far. After the books it is up to you to play correctly for the table you are at, not the table the author had in mind as he wrote his book. Holdem is not a game for automated play. If it were computers would hold their own in a Holdem game as they do in chess.

Holdem is ever changing and almost always a dynamic game. If you are not asking yourself, ‘what is the proper play’ each time you enter a pot, you are making a mistake. If you limp simply because they will fold if you raise, you are making a mistake. If you are not watching for small changes in the table dynamics, you are bleeding away chips.

The Holdem books are not wrong, but they may not be right at this moment of the game. Holdem books simply can not cover every possible thing you need to know at the moment. There is no Holdem book of checklists that tell you if there two drunks, one aggressive, and five average players use the technique found on page 172.

It is your responsibility to yourself to do your best to adjust to the game you are sitting in. A books author already has his money; he did his job the best he could for what you were willing to pay him. When you sit down and put your chips on the table, do not let your brain go to sleep along with your backside, or when you stand up, one of them will be a lot lighter.

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Road Runner’s Hunting Technique and Mp3 players

One of my walking buddies

One of my walking buddies

Road Runner in cartoons always runs along side whatever Coyote is driving or flying in an attempt to catch Road Runner. I always thought that was just the cartoon version of Road Runner life. After living in the Southwest and seeing all number of Road Runners, I can say they are very quick to adapt birds.

There is one Road Runner at my work who knows if my truck leaves in the morning, there will be something for it to eat when my truck comes back. It learned this lesson in three weeks! On the third week it was right by the curb where I park, waiting. One Road Runner and two juvenile Crows waiting for free food. Smart birds they are. Probably going to die from tator tot poisoning, but smart birds!

As I walk down walking paths I normally hear, then spot one Road Runner, and sometimes two, following about twenty feet to side depending on where they were I am walking. Usually I hear them before I see them because they blend in with their surroundings so well. When they see me look in their direction they freeze and become a shrub, small rock, or tuft of grass. Feather covered southwestern Ninjas they are, masters of camouflage.

Some Joggers never see or hear Road Runners. Road Runners follow the joggers for short distances then stop. Road Runners can move quickly when they need too, but I think joggers move a little too fast to suit their needs. It makes me sad because some of the joggers never hear, or see these stealthy little birds. I also believe they miss out on a lot more in their life other than seeing a road runner or two on the walking paths.

I hear some joggers approaching me from behind when they are thirty or forty feet away! Not the noise their clothing or shoes make on the path, but the noise coming from the earphones of their mp3 players! I can not imagine how bad their hearing must be for me to hear them from so far away and it is a comfortable noise level for them!

What must they miss out on in their day to day life? Can they hear their lover’s contented sigh? Can they hear their children laughing? Can they hear someone softly call their name? It does not seem likely to me. I think of the damage they are doing to their hearing as ‘runners quandary’. They have a great set of lungs. They have great cardiovascular systems. They can run like the wind, clipping off the miles, never becoming short of breath. But they can not hear their feet hitting the pavement, or the sound of their breath through their own ears.

I thought the Road Runner’s running along side was only in cartoons. Watching Road Runners walking alongside and some feet from me, I thought they were stalking me! Especially when they were in pairs. One Road Runner on the right in plain sight, and the other off to the left and being careful to stay quiet and hidden. In a flash of insight I realized what they are really doing.

When Road Runner’s run off to the side and a little behind they are using my movement to stir up food for themselves. By that I mean by staying off to the side and a little back, Road Runners hope I scare a mouse, lizard, or edible insect out of hiding. Once I flush it out of hiding , it is an easy meal for the Road Runner. As I said they are very smart birds. They even know to stay away from the children who sometimes throw rocks at them. I wonder if they also use their hearing while hunting?

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Weight Loss, Happy Healthy Eating, and Celiac Disease

Starting down the path, or perhaps journey of living with celiac disease can be taken two ways. It is a curse upon the person who finds out they have it. The curse is the diet. The food choices for someone with celiac disease is they can eat anything they want to as long long as it does not contain wheat/gluten.

The bad news is just about everything imaginable has some form of wheat product in it. If you eat what is dubbed as, “The Standard American Diet”, you are going to feel pretty SAD. Not only where is that good old standby, white bread, but where did everything else go that people love to eat? Cookies, donuts, candy bars, ice cream, most breakfast cereals, almost everything that is part of SAD. That could make one quite sad indeed.

So what is the problem I wonder? If you read my post about my own journey down the weight loss road, you know I am no stranger to limiting eating choices. What I find exciting about a celiac disease diet, is it is no longer a choice to leave most foods we do not need to eat anyway alone. How liberating it is to be able to erase a whole plethora of calorie packed artificially created foods from consideration as part of, “…what am I going to eat”.

A friend told me when I mentioned celiac disease to him, “Man, I know a little about that, you are going to lose a lot of weight fast, because you can’t eat hardly anything! What you can eat is expensive, so your food bill will probably double.” I sure have not found that to be the case. In fact, except for a few cookies, and peanut butter sandwiches, and some occasional pieces of fried chicken, not much has changed in what I eat, or how much it costs.

From my weight loss experience I learned to eat a lot of fruit, vegetables, and whole grain foods. The whole grains that I was used to eating are out, but everything else is just a little shift in the menu planning. Home cooked beans are cheap and very healthy. Fruits are very healthy and they change with the seasons, vegetables are limited by imagination.

Instead of whole grain foods, corn cereal and corn tortillas are the easiest and cheapest substitute. Although a corn tortilla does not quite take the place of a fresh sopapilla with honey, it is not a big sacrifice. Living with celiac disease for the average american will feel like punishment.

On the other side of things, if one eats a diet rich in vegetables and fruits, plus foods from other cultures, and is not scared of eating a raw unprocessed piece of fruit, eating is no more of an issue than it was before. It just takes a little more planning and for forethought.

If you are looking for a way to eat healthier, especially if your goal is weight loss, the celiac disease way of eating may be your ticket to diet satisfaction and healthy weight loss. You can eat more of some of those foods you like because the list of foods you must ignore is so large. With a little optimism, a celaic disease diet, can be seen as The Joy Of Celiac eating is one road to better long lasting health. Happy eating and remember life is what you make it!

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Happiness is knowing why you occasionally feel ill

It is hard to be happy when you do not feel well. I have had this roller coaster ride of health issues probably since I was a baby. I was a colicky baby. I suffered terrible bouts with the flu starting around the age of nine.

I had other ailments and illnesses that it seemed only I would catch. In California I had what an Aunt called “Cowboy Eye” where the inside corner of my eye (both at times) would be bloodshot red and the outside half was not. I would have the flu when it was not even flu season. Fresh tomatoes would make the right side of my upper lip swell up, but only occasionally. On top of the problems I had listed above, I became lactose intolerant (milk allergy), and I have had about a decade worth of on and off problems eating pork, As the years rolled by the only consistency was declining dental health no matter what steps I took or advances in technology. Lately I thought I was enjoying full body arthritis. I found out what is wrong with my body, and I want to write about it so you can be aware if you see it in yourself or those around you.

Recently, it came to my attention that gluten (wheat) allergy may run in my family. Formally known as Gluten intolerance, or Celiac Disease, is very common, some estimates run as high as 1 person out of every 133 people have gluten intolerance, making celiac disease more common than the common cold.

Here are some of the symptoms of Celiac Disease I discovered that may come and go without any apparent rhyme or reason.

• Weight loss or weight gain
• bloating, pain, gas, constipation, diarrhea
• Aching joints
• Depression
• various skin conditions
• Head aches
• iron-deficiency
• Exhaustion
• sudden mood changes
• irregular menstrual cycle
• Cramps, tingling and numbness
• Crohn’s disease
• Diverticulitis
• Decline in dental health

Celiac disease is an auto immune disease as I understand it, and as such it shares symptoms with many other health issues or problems. What sealed it for me, is one of the leading writers on the disease wrote that 100% of people who have a certain red rash that itches like there is no tomorrow no matter what you do have celiac disease.

There is a good story in this. It shows how hard it is to pin down some health problems. When my children were young, they became acquainted with Poison Ivy. By default I had it on both of my shins after a few weeks of taking care of their Poison Ivy. It seemed to have never have gone away, but would resurface, drive me crazy, and recede over the years. I am one of the only people in the world who has Poison Ivy that has never gone away completely.

It is hard to be happy when you are ill and you do not know why. If you have health problems that come and go and do not seem to follow any pattern, don’t let your doctor blow it off like mine did over the years. Insist that a cause be found, because indeed there is a cause, and it can be identified. Your doctor is your medical expert, but he or she does not know it all, all the time.

My point to all this is your long term happiness and health may be at stake. It is hard to enjoy long term happiness when you become ill or not feel well for so many different reasons you lose count, and no one else is feeling poorly around you.

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