Raising Curcumin

Another red shirt day. I got some work done, prepared and ate a good breakfast and had a short rest before heading out to accompany the research manager on one of her Guardian visits to Bradenton.

It must be me, but for the second time since I began chemo, while the research manager did her visit, I was left in a potentially hot car with only the keys and air conditioning and my ability to open the car door and walk around to save me.

After the visit, we had a very late lunch at Pier 22 and then drove back to St. Petersburg. On the way back, we stopped at Earth Origins for my wheat grass shot. While I went to order it, the research manager did some shopping. I downed the shot and went to my most frequented place - the washroom. I came back out to find that the research manager did not think I had ordered my shot and ordered a second one. For some of these regimes, she says that she will do it too, but somehow, I ended up with the second shot as well. I am going to end up more alkaline and energetic than your car battery.

One good thing. I was able to successfully get my low sugar, no milk, dark chocolate bar out of the store and home. The research manager asked what I intended to do with it. My answer - have a piece of it every once in a while. She kind of stared at me as I went on to say "Like every 30 seconds or so." I think she thought that I was serious.

The research manager has determined that we should up my daily curcumin intake from just over 1000 mg to almost 2000.. Fortunately, the new curcumin is more digestible than the earlier version. The interesting thing is that while she was researching this this morning, she would say that we were going to up the dosage and I would say okay. Then she would read more and exclaim that we were going to up the dosage and I said okay. By the time this happened five times, I think that she felt that I had gotten the message. (Ed note: Perhaps not. As I went to get my 750 mg for the evening, she told me again that we were upping the dosage!)

I am just now finishing my dinner of Caesar salad, watermelon and blueberries. Who would have thought that I would happily do this?

One final note. About three weeks ago, I cut my thumb. Because of low platelets, it formed a scab and has been sore ever since. We can celebrate the fact that the scab came off today. I'd celebrate with a glass of champagne, but it is not on the acceptable food list. How about water with lemon?