Year Three, Day 155: The Return of the Rice Cake

"Not that I was ever in need, for I have learned how to be content with whatever I have. I know how to live on almost nothing or with everything. I have learned the secret of living in every situation, whether it is with a full stomach or empty, with plenty or little.For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength." Philippians 4:11-13

Today was a good day. I had breakfast alone. It was refreshing to have some quiet time. I do cherish my weekly Saturday breakfast with my mother, but she had other plans. And I needed pondering time. I spent most of my time researching COPD, especially natural remedies. I reserved a few books from the library and downloaded a book on my Kindle.

In my studying, I discovered that Ginseng, Vitamin D and NAC supplements all had good results in improving lung function. I am already taking Vitamin D and Ginseng. I ordered a bottle of NAC online.

I drank my coffee black because dairy produces mucous. I also drank green tea with go ginger. I packed my lunch and I am now having a light dinner- a cheeseburger on a rice cake! I am eatig rice again. Still no wheat or corn.

But rice works well on a budget. I am packing rice cakes, green bananas, nuts and tea wherever I go.

I am a survivor!

I had a stellar rehearsal with the chamber group I am playing a concert with next week. Practice and positive thinking pay off!

I also had a nice hoop workout on my break at the church. Today is day 119!

This may sound odd, but knowing I have a fatal disease (albeit slowly progressing) has given me peace of mind! Every day that I am alive and can breathe without wheezing and coughing is precious. We are all going to die eventually. But considering my demise is not scary anymore. I have led a good life so far. I have faith in God and look forward to meeting Him one day. I have a lot of questions that only He can answer! I just don't want my loved ones to suffer. So I'm going to fight for my life!

On that note, happy Saturday!!

Talk to you tomorrow.

Love,

Zita

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