PH Kills Cancer

Buford Woo Cancer Dog

Christmas has come and gone and my furry faced pal is still with me.  He’s doing well and we have been going for walks to oxygenate his system.  I have to say it is amazing that he seems to be more energetic walking in the cold winter weather than me.  I  made a small change to his diet since he continues to get the stress “spore” which I read about Clostridium difficile, and I found in one study they make mention that it’s related to marine fish and seaweed….so I started thinking I should cut back on the Blue Green Algae tabs I’ve been giving him just in case I’m doing something to help that environment welcome the spores. He was on three different marine based tabs, so I stopped the Blue Green Algae altogether.

Overall I think he’s doing well since we lost Birdie, but he seems to be more interested in what I’m doing and where I’m going. For instance, if he’s lounging in the living room and I’m cooking in the kitchen, this used to go unnoticed. Now he will move to stand and watch me do my thing in the kitchen, often plopping down for a nap wherever I am.  A usual day of errands never used to bother him. he would sleep most of the day away, but now he paces and worries the whole time I’m gone. It’s almost as if he’s getting more needy to be away from me.  As for work he is lucky to be allowed in the office and enjoys accompanying me to work, so perhaps I’ve created this behavior.

The good news is I’ve finally come to peace with the fact Buford has cancer.  He is now 13.5 years old and for a basset hound he’s already living beyond his suggested lifespan of 12.

PH Kills Cancer, or does it?

Besides my dog what about humans?  I found some stories to prove that with the right level of PH in your system (changing it from acidic to high ph, the cancer cells are starved.) What we don’t know is if they die, shrink, or just stunt in growth, waiting for the right moment to restrike. Something as simple as a three dollar box of bicarbonate versus millions in chemotherapy, so i ask why isn’t someone trying to find this out ? Is there too much money in big pharmaceuticals that no one wants to find a cure for cancer?  I think you can answer those questions.

stories i found worth reading:

8 yr old girl uses high PH to shrink cancer tumor

Phil’s dance with cancer and his human ph protocol

Cancer Fighting Strategies : PH and Cancer

 

 

 

 

 

Buford Survived Thanksgiving

Basset Hound 13.5 Still thinks he’s a puppy

I get so excited by these milestones, he has had yet another holiday with us and we are so blessed. I was scared for a bit, because after Birdie died and the dog attack Buford was as off kilter as I was. When your dog has been with you thirteen and a half years (miracle dog) he knows when you are sad and broken hearted. That I truly am even though I hide it well. Not to mention he lost his little friend and so; the stress hit him with a double whammy again and knocked him back a notch.

He started having horrible diarrhea and going a day without movements. On top of that he stood in the middle of the floor looked at me and urinated. He was only 6 months old the last time he did that. I was immediately worried but we were on the way to Maine for Thanksgiving – 800 miles in the car! Dogs either love it or hate it but anymore he’s a nervous nelly in the car. Even though we stopped much , the ride was hard on him and he had a huge accident in the back seat. Oddly we had stopped right before and he did a number one. Twenty minutes later he sat up to signal me and by then we had number two Everywhere!

Now my husband has been very supportive of Buford but we were trying to wash the backseat and the dog with bottled water on the side of 95 because sadly it was a mess. (And twelve degrees out). I don’t need to explain how enjoyable the truck was for the last six hours of our ride. My husband shot me the look and I mentally  prepared myself that I would not let Buford go on like this. I mentally prepared myself. I mean, my basset hound does have cancer.  There is no magic cure.

When we got to Maine I thought he may have the stress spore again that he had before but the vet was an hour away and closed for holiday. I had to do something so I told myself I need to reduce his stress and bind him up. If this didn’t work then I would be putting him down as maybe his organs are failing…. I really wanted to give him rice or grain and this was an emergency situation but I didn’t cave and stood firm against the grains thank goodness.  I had to battle with everything in my gut. I didn’t want my dog to have these horrible bowel movements but I thought, if only for a second, it was the stress spore that giving him grains would make it worse.

Buford playing the snow

I took him off the kale and gave him straight chicken for a day, then turkey for two days then the fourth day cooked ground beef. We took long walks in the show and I played with him. at first he was a bit dumbfounded, and looked at me like “what is she doing?” Guess it has been that long for both of us.  After all I’ve had him 13.5 years and we haven’t played with a tug toy in at least 8 !  Then he got the jest and I play chased him around the yard. Soon he remembered playing with his owner and even for an old dog I am certain brought back some happy thoughts.

Hence goes the fact that cheering up the mind can do wonders.  He drank real Maine spring water from a natural spring and ate as much chicken and beef as he wanted, I slowly worked broccoli in so he got some greens. Although he did have some gas he soon was feeling better.  Something about lots of love and play and he de-stressed himself. At night we built a fire in our wood stove and soon he would sleep through the night without having to go or urinate and I knew whatever he had was now calming down.

Buford was enjoying his vacation and the heat from the wood stove!

 

I am pleased to report he had some well formed stools which is reinforcement that his tumors haven’t cut off his ability to do his business. Just the damn spore again!

Together we take life one day at a time I have learned so much from this brave hound that miracles are possible when two hearts believe ; even if one belongs to a fuzz faced old dog!

 

Buford says, one day at a time.