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To raise money for my son Andrew's adoption expenses (and to finally bring him home from the Philippines) I will be selling autographed copies of my books. There's a new tab at the top of the screen that will take you to that page, or you can click here. All proceeds from these book sales will go toward paying our adoption expenses and will be added to our total funds on Andrew's GoFundMe page.

As many of you know, I hold a full time job in the healthcare industry and write novels when time allows (and even when it doesn't). And while it's nice to get a royalty check every month that can cover a few bills, the reason I write is because there are readers. Last year, I gave away around 50,000 copies of my books for free on Amazon. That may not be fiscally responsible, but as long as folks are reading, I will continue writing. That's what matters to me. After all, I earn far more money at my day job than I do as a scribe. If it wasn't for my readers (some of whom are quite vocal!) I wouldn't be able to pursue this journey at all.

Don't let anyone tell you otherwise: You matter.

Arming the Green Giant (Guest Post)

The article below is a guest post, written by a good friend of mine who is a certified nutritionist as well as a talented documentary filmmaker. We go way back, and Brent knows his stuff when it comes to nutrition, so he'll be doing regular guest posts here to enlighten us on bettering our health. Take it away, Brent...




Arming the Green Giant
The Old World Brings Healing to the New World
By Brent Leung, C.N.

As cancer spreads like a wildfire through society with brute force and destruction, arming ourselves with the best defensive and offensive nutritional weapons has never been more important.
While many marvel at the virtues of modern medicine and the constant birthing of new treatment technologies, perhaps an answer to cancer lies not in the present or the future, abut in the past.

Green tea leaves have been a cherished treasure among physicians for over 4,000 years. Around 1191 AD, Eisai, a Zen priest, authored the Kissa Yojoki, (Book of Tea) describing how regular consumption of these green leaves can have a positive effect on five of our bodies’ vital organs: the heart, brain, lungs, kidneys and liver.

Before we knew of X-ray machines, stethoscopes and operating rooms, before we mapped the human genome, before DNA and the knowledge of blood types, and long before Briton hair styling barbers doubled also as medical surgeons, green tea was used to cure blotchiness, indigestion, beriberi disease, prevent fatigue, and improve urinary and brain function.



Over 800 years later, scientists are still studying the healing virtues of these ancient leaves. In 2003, researchers from the University of Rochester “discovered that chemicals in green tea shut down one of the key molecules that tobacco relies upon to cause cancer. It's a find that could help explain why people who drink green tea are less likely to develop cancer.” Researchers from the Korea Institute of Science and Technology found that green tea may slow the growth of brain cancer. Green tea has been connected to helping treat and/or prevent bladder cancer, ovarian cancer, pancreatic cancer, prostate cancer, skin cancer, stomach cancer and the list continues.

One salient feature of green tea is its ability in certain situations to not only prevent cancer cells from multiplying, but also prompting apoptosis, or cell-induced suicide in infected cells. Scientists from the University of Strathclyde made 40% of skin tumors vanish last year with green tea extracts, a more impressive achievement than David Copperfield causing the Statue of Liberty to disappear.



There’s no question that green tea in all its shapes and forms can serve as a formidable foe against cancer, but its effectiveness on the front lines of our cellular war is completely dependant on how well you choose your weapon.

Not all Teas are Created Equal
Make sure your green tea is organic. It’s antithetical to send in the green giant laced with chemical pesticides and fertilizers that themselves cause cancer.

Bag or Loose Leaf?
Green tea leaves in the bag variety are minced into dust particles prior to packaging, which in turn exposes the cancer-fighting compounds to moisture and oxygen, leading to a loss of nutrients.  

If you go with the bagged variety, know that these teas are usually encapsulated in bleached bags, containing harmful chemicals that disperse in the water. As we drink, the chemicals trek through the digestive track, eventually setting camp in our fat cells. These pernicious toxins can disrupt bodily hormone function and our reproductive systems. Like most chemicals, they can also cause or contribute to cancer.

Picking a Soldier: The Samurai (Japan) or Terracotta Warrior (China)
Prior to the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear disaster in Japan, one could freely protect their immune system with green tea originating either from the samurai or terracotta state.  Today, due to the radioactive fallout, it’s better to play it safe and source your tea exclusively from China, or other countries that produce organic varieties.



Preparation for Battle
Now that you’ve selected your giant, it’s time to arm him with shielding. The anticancer benefits in green tea that have been identified to date are catechins: polyphenols (anti-cancer co-enzymes or co-factors) that act as super antioxidants. These potent co-factors however are equally fragile and require protection.

First, ensure that you’re using filtered, reverse osmosis water. Regular tap water is adulterated with all sorts of cancer-causing chemicals and detergents. While your water is heating up, fully immerse the tea leaves with just a touch of room-temperature water. Then, squeeze in some fresh, organic lemon juice over your leaves and swirl it around.

This will act as a coating for the catechins, which are similar in structure to the polyphenols in apples.
So what commonalities do apples and the catechins in green tea share? Think about what happens to the apple when it’s sliced. There is a browning effect due to its exposure to our oxygen-laden environment. This is a visual cue that the polyphenols (antioxidants) are dying from oxidization, which in turn means the nutritional benefits are waning.

The Catch 22 for green tea is the necessity of hot water, which penetrates the leaves, thereby allowing the polyphenols to be released, but because of their sensitivity, they being to diminish in activity and loose potency quite quickly from the heat. Within 10 to 20 minutes, all the benefits will be eradicated. Adding lemon juice provides a protective shield, coating the polyphenols and preserving their structure and effectiveness, much like the application of lemon juice slows the browning of the apple.

Additionally, the deformation of the polyphenols is accelerated in a pH environment of 5.0 to 7.0. Lemons are acidic, and have a general pH of 2.0, which further aids in preventing polyphenol oxidation.

When heating your water, keep in mind that the protective lemon coating only works if your water temperature is between 160 F (71 OC) to 180 F (82OC). Boiling water will quickly destroy the polyphenol regardless of the lemon juice, leaving you with an unarmed solider and therapeutically dead tea. Boiling water also produces an increased bitter flavor, souring the serene experience.

Try to never add milk, creamer, sugar or non-dairy substitutes to your tea. Those will only decrease and/or hinder the giant’s effectiveness as he battles through a sub-cellular toxic environment, fighting the good fight for your survival, prosperity, and health.



A Wonderful Mistake


So last year, the wife and I left our jobs, sold everything and moved to the Philippines (planning on a 2-year stay to facilitate the adoption of my wife’s 4 year old nephew). We were given the impression that our employer would allow us to work remotely and still have an income during this period so we wouldn’t have to beg family members for cash once our savings ran out. Well, the employer flopped (after sending us overseas with a work laptop and voip phone) and our savings lasted about 6 weeks.

Here are some pics from our time in Boracay Island.

Coffee Shop Hustlers
Me preparing for a rain shower.


Full Moon on Boracay
Andrew Playing in the Ocean at Twilight
Right at the end of this period, I was walking to the beach at night to get food (the vendors all lined the beachfront so that's where you get your food) but I tripped over some busted cement on the makeshift alleyway road and tweaked (or broke) my foot pretty good. I couldn't walk at all for about a week, and proceeded to limp around for the remainder of our journey. 

Last Night in Boracay

Last Night in Boracay
This was where we stayed...

The view from our kitchen.
Our bedroom in Boracay.
Our kitchen at the Boracay apartment.

As you will know from previous blogs, the apartment we’d booked in Boracay was not available once we arrived so we moved into the only other available place to rent on the island, and it was expensive. That ate through our savings quickly, so we packed up and moved 5 hours inland, to a city called Iloilo. That cut our money rent from $750 a month to about $250. There was only one catch -- it was unfurnished. Thinking it was the best deal we could find, we signed a one-year lease and used the rest of our savings (and regrettably, a credit card) to humbly furnish the place.

Living in the city was quite different than living on the island. For one thing, there were more foreigners than local Filipinos on the island, so nobody gave me a second glance there. In the city, however, you couldn’t find a foreigner anywhere, so I stuck out everywhere I went, catching stares and getting hustled. On 3 separate occasions, I found myself in a cab with a bunch of angry Filipino friends, engaged in a shouting match with the driver over the inflated fare. It got pretty intense and on one occasion we simply forced him to pull over, got out and tried to hail another taxi. Another time it was just me and my wife and I felt the driver was actually trying to kidnap us. My sweet wife gave him an earful and forced him to return us to our motel.

Here are some pics from the city...

Notice a difference?

Andrew made himself a hat.
Our adopted son, Andrew, had been with us for over a month when we moved to the city and adjusted to us (and us to him) very quickly. That part of the story couldn’t have gone any better. I couldn’t believe how fast the kid took to us, and how he seemed to have no problem with this very bizarre situation. Talk about rolling with the punches.


The alleyway outside our gate.

Our end unit apartment.

How we spent the hot nights...


Andrew and Mommy watching Ice Age.
I warned her ice cream was a bad idea when it was 85 degrees outside.
Here I am after visiting my wife's brother at the hospital.
Andrew's first day of school.
So we enrolled Andrew in school and everything was going smoothly. Our goal was to get settled in and then start filing paperwork for adoption. Around that time it became increasingly clear that our employer had changed their mind about us working remote, so this opened the very real possibility that I would have to go back to the States and work in order to send money to my wife and son. I wasn’t looking forward to spending two years apart from my family, but I wasn’t going to let them starve either.

Luckily, I had a couple of family members step in at this point and offer financial help. Doing so would allow me to stay with them in the Philippines while my meager book royalties filled the gap.

And then things went wrong. My wife’s brother got sick and had to be admitted into the hospital. His x-ray showed severe Pneumonia as well as Tuberculosis. So 4 weeks go by, with my wife at the hospital all day with her brother while I’m watching Andrew (who doesn’t speak English, so this made for some interesting and hilarious communication attempts). My wife’s youngest brother stayed with us and helped translate when he could.

Fast forward a little bit, and we are able to finally speak to the local welfare office about our case, and how to best proceed with the adoption. Now we’re hit with some news that we could not have predicted -- everything we’d been told and had read about international adoption was wrong. We were told that we could only process a local adoption after 2 years of living in the Philippines, but that wouldn’t automatically grant the child a visa to immigrate back to the US with us. Apparently, filing a local adoption would be the slowest and most expensive way to adopt Andrew, and he wouldn’t even be assured a travel visa once the process was over.

So we had two choices. Stay there and file through the local courts, and continue extracting money from my already strapped family members…. Or we could go home and file an international adoption through the Hague Convention.

We came home.

Hello, America!


We are now safely back in the US, after spending the last 3 months in the Philippines. I'm planning a lengthy write-up about our experiences (which ended rather abruptly) that will cover a wide sweep of information... some of which may prove humorous. But that aside, I'm releasing a new book in January and the final cover is below. Whadaya think?