I read a fascinating blog post this morning about breast cancer and chemotherapy. Did you know that about 8,500 breast cancer patients do not benefit from chemotherapy as part of their treatment? Not only are patients being subjected to a toxic chemical soup and all the side effects that go along with it, but are also health care cost savings. I’ve heard many chemo patients say that if their cancer comes back they will not do chemo again. That alone is enough for me to think that we should scrutinize cancer treatment protocols very closely. Here is the link to original post that got me thinking about this.
Did you hear about the dog who detected his owner’s breast cancer after conventional medicine missed it?
Or how about the animals fleeing from Yellowstone National Park. What exactly are they running from?
Animals know more than we think. Is there a role for animals in cancer detection?
Just the other day I had a conversation about plastics and BPA with my mom. We have both been very careful not to buy any plastics that aren’t BPA-free or made in China (sorry China – it’s the lead thing). She had found a bento box for my lunch bag that fit all my criteria. It was BPA-free, not made in a land far way, and the dimensions were perfect. Well, I thought it was perfect until I read this article.
Research on sippy cups has found that there is a significant amount of estrogenic activity even in
BPA-free plastics. Yep, research on sippy cups – that spill-proof-life-saver-of-a-cup that most every parent uses for their toddlers. Estrogen is the primary female hormone and a powerful one at that. Just to give you a sense about how powerful a hormone it is, consider that approximately 80% of breast cancers, once established, rely on supplies of the hormone estrogen to grow. These cancers are known as hormone-sensitive or hormone-receptor-positive cancers, and estrogen suppression is usually part of treatment for these cancers. By now, your intelligent mind has equated that we are giving our children a side of estrogen with their water. Or perhaps, you just washed your birth control pill (aka estrogen) down with a slug of bottled water; double dose for you.
This research from PlastiPure/CertiChem and UC Davis has opened my eyes. I’ve always been cautious with plastic + food, but I’ll be sure to use only glass or stainless steel from now on. So, what do I do with my new bento box now? Perhaps we can use it to store hair elastics and barrettes, or to store and sort our bead collection, or maybe we can use it for our jewelry… it won’t go to waste but it won’t be storing food at any rate.
If this story doesn’t touch your heart, I’m not sure anything could. I cried… just a little bit.
Did you cry?
I was once called a sloth by my high school geography teacher. Not overly familiar but very curious about these creatures, I went to the library and looked them up (I’m dating myself, but there was no Internet yet). In smart-ass fashion I asked my teacher if he thought I was cute and cuddly or lazy. That didn’t get me very far… ahem. I decided that because they were pretty darn cute I was okay with being called a sloth. One documentary I watched tracked a male sloth during a three day journey down a tree and into a research camp 20 feet away to reach a female in heat. The researches let the poor fella get all the way there before they picked him up and in less than a minute had him back in his tree. They didn’t want the female to mate while in captivity (she was injured). I digress. The real story here, as reported in Popular Science this week, is that several chemicals isolated from the fungi in sloth fur showed strong activity against human breast cancer cells. My only hope is that science doesn’t move in a sloth-like manner to firm up these results.