Benefits of Water
Amatullah posted the following information in a MySpace post. I thought it was very interesting and worth sharing. I guess I gotta get rid of my ice habit...
Drinking Water on An Empty StomachIt is popular in Japan, today, to drink water immediately after waking up everymorning. Furthermore, scientific tests haveproven its value. We publish below a description of use of water for Our readers. For old and serious diseases as well as modern illnesses the Water treatment had been found successful by a Japanese medical society as a 100% cure for the following diseases:Headache, body ache, heart system, arthritis, fast heart beat, epilepsy, excess fatness, bronchitis, asthma, TB, meningitis, kidney and urine diseases, vomiting, gastritis, diarrhoea, piles, diabetes, constipation, all eye diseases, womb, cancer and menstrual disorders, ear nose and throat diseases. (Insha'ALLAH- we know there is no cure for THE WILL OF ALLAH).
METHOD OF TREATMENT
1. As you wake up in the morning before brushing teeth, drink 4 x 160mlglasses of water
2. Brush and clean the mouth but do not eat or drink anything for 45minutes
3. After 45 minutes you may eat and drink as normal.
4. After 15 minutes of breakfast, lunch and dinner do not eat or drinkanything for 2 hours
5. Those who are old or sick and are unable to drink 4 glasses of water at the beginning may commence by taking little water and gradually increase it to 4 glasses per day.
6. The above method of treatment will cure diseases of the sick andothers can enjoy a healthy life.
The following list gives the number of days of treatment required to cure/control/reduce main diseases:
1. High Blood Pressure - 30 days
2. Gastric - 10 days
3. Diabetes - 30 days
4. Constipation - 10 days
5. Cancer - 180 days
6. TB - 90 days
7. Arthritis patients should follow the above treatment only for 3 days in the 1st week, and from 2nd weekonwards- daily.
This treatment method has no side effects, however at the commencementof treatment you may have to urinate a few times. It is better if we continue this and make this procedure as a routine work in our life. Drink Water and Stay healthy and Active. This makes sense ... the Chinese and Japanese drink hot tea with their meals ...not cold water... maybe it is time we adopt their drinking habit while eating!!! Nothing to lose,everything to gain...
*(Actually, it's Eastern custom to finish a meal with fruit/ sweet and hot tea/ beverage...)
For those who like to drink cold water, this article is applicable to you. It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However, the cold water will solidify the oily stuff thatyou have just consumed. It will slow down the digestion. Once this "sludge" reacts with the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food. It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn into fats and lead to cancer. It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal.
*(Umm, Quick Question: Why do fast food restaurants offer "ice-cold" sodas for consumption, with hot foods?)... okay, back to the article...
A serious note about heart attacks:
Women should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting.Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line and sensitivity in the chin and nose. You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms. 60% of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive... unless Insha'ALLAH Has Determined It to BE, otherwise.
Making Amends
It never fails...during the month of Ramadan, I always have this pressing desire to make amends with anyone I cut off, for good reason of course. The spirit of Ramadan makes me focus more on the good times I had with folks and not focus so much on any bad experiences. So, here I am again pulling out the list of people (Alhamdullah, a very short list) who I just backed away from for a while. Although I have this great spirit whirling around me, I have to admit that I can't help but wonder if it's worth it. Sometimes, you cut people out of your life for good reason and things are great from then on. Sometimes, you cut people out of your life for what you think is good reason, but you can't seem to get them out of your mind because deep down, you truly valued their friendship. The problem is, when making amends, I never know which one is true for that person. Are they good for me? Am I good for them? Is it better just to leave things as they are? Or should I reach out and put the past behind me and hope that they do the same?
I think the problem for me is this: I TRULY value friendship and I try hard to be a great friend. Now, only others can say whether or not all my efforts are successful. It's just really, really, REALLY, R-E-A-L-L-Y hard for me to bounce back from someone intentionally throwing hardship or harm my way especially when I try hard not to intentionally hurt others. I like to think I am truly there for my friends, no matter what. I mean, I may be there with loads of sarcasm and bags of blunt honesty, but that's just me. I guess what I'm asking my readers is this:
How do you know when to make amends and if it's truly worth it? How do you TRULY let go of ill feelings and not try to suppress them in an effort to be "ok"?
I just believe that in these second 10 days of Ramadan, those days in which Allah's (swt) forgiveness is upon us, that we should in turn be forgiving towards our fellow brothers and sisters. I just want to be able to really forgive...not say and act like I forgive and then hear the person's name or see their face and internally pop a quick attitude...just truly forgive.
Baby Steps
No matter how hard I work, sometimes, I feel like I'm taking very tiny steps towards my goals. I REALLY don't like to compare my life to those of others because I know that Allah (
swt) blesses us all differently, but I can't get past feeling like there are some who know the answers to taking those
gigantic steps...they just get to their goals very quickly. I really want to know how to do that. Maybe I missed something in life, or maybe I haven't learned whatever I am supposed to learn to move on the the next phase, but no matter what I do and no matter how busy I am, I can't help feeling like I'm moving very slowly.
This post is real random, I know...
15 Items or LESS!
I may be wrong, but I always believed that the great man/woman of genius who invented the 10/15/20 items or less lane at the supermarket was a person who was extremely considerate and knew how to respect people's time. "Why have only 2 items and be made to stand behind someone with two carts full of things?" he/she must have asked himself/herself one day. And, thus, the special lane was invented. Therefore, as people who benefit from this great invention, we should respect it at all cost. Unfortunately, the inventor didn't place any rules next to the lane because a simple "15 items or less" sign should be easily understood, but my experience has proved that there are some among us in desperate need of more detailed
explanations. So, I have come up with the following rules to assist those of us who are still a bit confused about what the "15 items or less" sign actually means. Please read and adhere:
1. Before getting in the 10/15/20 items or less lane, COUNT the number of items you have in your cart, hand, and child's/children's hand/hands. If you have exactly OR less than the stated lane items, ONLY then are you allowed to proceed in this lane. If not, you must quickly move to a lane with no limitations posted.
2. All items are counted separately! 15 individual yogurts on do NOT equal 1 item. It's only one item if it is packaged as one. If you can't hold them all in one hand with one grip, it's NOT packaged!
3. Just because you place two dividers between your 45 items so they become sets of 3 does NOT mean you qualify for the 15 items or less lane!
4. If you enter the lane with 15 items and then realize that you forgot to pick up a couple of things and you proceed to continously go back to get these items while little Jimmy watches the basket, you NO LONGER qualify to be in the 15 items or less lane. You have now exceeded the required limit.
5. Stacked items do not count as 1. Just because the bread sits on top of the cans, the bread is still counted. That magazine you tossed on top of the bread, yeah, still counts as an item. It's not the 15 items that touch the belt, it is 15 items TOTAL. Everything SCANNED counts as 1.
6. Don't pop an attitude because the folks behind you are CLEARLY pissed that you have 109 items in your cart and the cashier, for reasons
unbeknown to me, will continue to scan all of them. Guess what? They have earned the RIGHT to be pissed. Whether the cashier points it out to you or not, YOU ARE IN VIOLATION!!!
7. If you have managed to get the cashier to scan your 59 items in the 15 items or less lane, don't add insult to injury by striking up a conversation with the cashier so that he/she will scan slower in order to finish talking to you! Yeah, we all love the Redskins, but come back on the cashier's lunch break to talk about the details of the game, Mr. Violation.
I'm sure there are more rules, but I'm gonna stop here. I just wanted to get my point out there to the general public. Let's show that we appreciate and respect the 10/15/20 items or less lane, folks. PLEASE!
*This post has been inspired by many, but a special shout-out goes to the man in front of me at the Safeway this morning.
A little compassion please...
As part of my current position, I am required to administer blood pressure screenings to children whose physicians did not provide that information on their health certificate. I never understood how to read the blood pressure needle (very long story), so I always have a co-worker go with me to do it. Upon arrival at one school, we found that the children were eating lunch, so we had to wait. While they were eating, I noticed one little boy (three-years old) in particular eating his lunch very fast and stuffing his mouth in the process. He wasn't playing with his food at all; I guess he was just that hungry. Before I could get a good, "Slow down, sweetie" out of my mouth, he begins to seriously vomit. The parts that he can't catch in his tiny hands runs all the way down his clothes. As I turn to go grab some paper towels, I see the teacher's aide walking towards the teacher with paper towels. She hands the paper towels to the teacher. The teacher, looking all of disgusted that she has to get up from her seat, takes her time walking over to the child. She motions for the little boy to come over by the trashcan, and he does. While standing there, she tears off a paper towel one by one and hands them to the child (three-years old). The child (three-years old) takes the paper towels and, in an effort to clean himself, spreads the mess all over his clothes. Anyone who knows me knows that this scene is beginning to disturb me just a bit, BUT the new bright, sunshiny me looks on the bright side and thinks that maybe the teacher is allowing the child to clean himself up as much as possible to work on those fine motor skills and THEN she is going to really clean him up. Sadly, I was wrong. After the child continues to make a mess of himself, she takes out a bottle of hand sanitizer and squeezes a few drops into the child's hands....the hands that are still covered in vomit. The child (three-years old) begins to rub the sanitizer all around his hands. The teacher then tells the child to sit and finish his lunch. OK...now that bright, sunshiny theory of mine when right out the window and the normal me returned, so I had to speak:
Me: Ms. (teacher's name), if you don't mind, I can take him to the bathroom and clean him up.
Teacher: (looking baffled) Oh, that's ok, I just gave him hand sanitizer.
Me: (blank stare wondering who the hell hired this woman) Ummmm...Ms. (teacher's name), he needs soap and water. Hot water, preferably.
Teacher: (noticing she's talking to someone who may actually care about the child) Oh, yes, I'm going to clean him up. He has an extra pair of clothes in his cubby. I just figured I'd let him finish eating first.
Me: (looks at the child, sees his state, thinks that if I walked in a school cafeteria and saw my child eating in his condition, security and on and off duty cops would have to escort me out of the buidling while Fox 5 covered the report). Ummm...he can't eat like that. His hands and face are filthy and his clothes are all messed up. Not to mention all the germs and bacterial issues that the hand sanitizer didn't address (I was praying she caught the sarcasm). I really don't mind cleaning him up.
Teacher: (looks at me and my co-worker who is just as disgusted as I am and decides to take the child to the classroom and clean him up herself.)
Ten minutes later, the child returns looking fresh and sparkly and finishes his lunch, this time eating much slower than before. I was satisfied, but disturbed that the only reason she took the child and cleaned him up is because someone had to bring it to her attention that it needed to be done. Either that, or she thought we were going to go back to work and report her...who knows?
All I know is that people who work with others need to truly understand what it means to be empathetic. Where is the compassion, folks?
Chill time is over
My body crashed last night and again this morning. I think it's just beginning to accept this job/grad school schedule. I realize that I've been moving non-stop Mondays to Fridays since school began. When I'm not moving, I'm sitting still reading or typing. Chill time is definitely over. I'm not complaining because from all the information I've studied and since the professors actually started TEACHING, I've learned a lot. I just have to truly get used to this schedule. One of my co-workers told me that she took four classes in grad school one semester AND she worked full-time. I just had to stare at her like she enjoyed torture 'cause I can't begin to fix my brain to imagine that...I know she got NO sleep.
I'll embrace chill time once again in two years. I'll welcome it with open arms and a sloppy kiss!
Allah's (swt) Mercy
After the evening prayers at the Masjid last night, a brother spoke about the month of Ramadan. He stated that the first ten days regard Allah's (swt) Mercy. The second ten days regard Allah's (swt) Forgiveness. The last ten days regard Allah's (swt) Salvation, which makes it very appropriate that the first ayats of the Qur'an were revealed on one of the odd nights during this time.
During these first three days of Ramadan, I've noticed that the weather has been absolutely BEAUTIFUL and, I don't know if anyone else has noticed, but I just feel a great spirit in the air. Just a part of Allah's (swt) Mercy :).
I can't believe we are already at day three. It saddens me to know that there are only 27 days left (minus the few in which I won't be able to participate due to being born a female). I guess there is so much I want to achieve during this month, I just feel like I really need to get things done before it's over.
I pray that everyone's fast is successful!
Ramadan Mubarak!
Ramadan Mubarak one and all!!!
I received a very nice dua (prayer) in my email from someone in the Family Halaqah Group and I would like to post it as my first Ramadan post:
May Allah make firm our iman and our hope of His forgiveness
May Allah make fruitful our sacrifice of a part of the night for prayer
May Allah decrease our desire for worldly things and increase our remembrance of him until it produces a correct attitude towards fasting and inspire righteous deeds
O people, spread the salutations, feed the people, keep the ties of kinship, and pray during the night while the others sleep and you will enter Paradise in peace. - At-Tirmidi -
Me again:
I pray that everyone has a blessed, joyous, and successful Ramadan. It's over in thirty days, folks, so let's make the best of this month and enjoy it to the fullest!!
My Loyalty is with Maggie Moo's...
I took a trip to Capital Blvd one day with my mom because she needed to visit the Sprint store. When we got there, the store was a little crowded and I knew there would be a little wait. I was in the mood for something sweet and remembered that there was an ice cream shop in the shopping center and decided to go there. I asked my mom if she would like anything, and she decided on vanilla ice cream with walnuts and hot fudge. So, I left her in the Sprint store and walked around to the Cold Stone ice cream parlor. When I entered the parlor, I noticed that only two people were placing an order, so I figured I would be out of there pretty soon. I stood in line patiently waiting my turn while looking at the flavors available. I didn't see vanilla, but noticed they had "Sweet Cream." As I waited, two guys came in and stood in line behind me.
As I wait, a girl comes out from the back room, walks to the counter, looks at me and says, "May I help you?" Here is the conversation that follows:
Me: "Hello. Is the sweet cream anything like vanilla?"
Ice Cream Girl: "Yes."
Me: "Ok, I'll have the sweet cream with walnuts and hot fudge."
Ice Cream Girl: "Ok, so you want sweet cream with nuts and hot fudge."
Me: (pause, blank stare) "Yes"
Ice Cream Girl: "What kind of nuts do you want?"
Me: (pause, blank stare) "What kind of nuts do you have?"
Ice Cream Girl: "We have peanuts, walnuts, and pralines."
Me: "I want walnuts."
Ice Cream Girl: "Ok, so you want sweet cream with walnuts and hot fudge?"
Me: (pause, blank stare, ready to make my own ice cream) a forced "Yes."
Ice Cream Girl: "Ok."
Me: "And, I would like a Cherry Cheeseshake."
Ice Cream Girl: (blank stare) "So, you want two things?"
(Snickers coming from the guys behind me that makes me realize it's not just me...)
Me: (eye squint, deep breath) "Ummmm...yeah, I believe that makes two."
Ice Cream Girl: "Ok."
So, she proceeds to make the sweet cream with the walnuts and hot fudge. I'm watching her closely due to the way the converstation went. As she's fixing this order, another girl comes out from the back. The girl fixing the order asks the other girl if she would make me a scoop of cherry cheesecake ice cream.
Me: "No, I want a Cherry Cheeseshake. See, like up there on your menu."
New Ice Cream Girl: "Oh no. I hate making milkshakes. What size do you want?"
Me: (a little nervous as I point to the size I'd like) "That one."
The new ice cream girl goes off to make the milkshake while my eyes glance back and forth between the two to make sure they are giving me what I asked for. So, the regular ice cream girl finishes my mom's order and motions for me to come down to the register to pay. I walk to the register and she rings me up and gives me my total. I pull out my bank card (since I never carry cash on me) with the VISA logo and hand it to her.
Ice Cream Girl: "Oh, we don't take these."
Me: (blank stare with a hint of disgust) "You don't take what?"
Guy behind me to Ice Cream Girl: "I doubt that's a Food Stamps Card."
His Friend: "And even if it was, when did you all stop taking Food Stamps?"
(Laughter from me and the two guys, blank stare from the ice cream girl)
Ice Cream Girl: (Takes a double look) "Oh, ok, we DO take these."
Me: "Ummmmm....yeah and so does everyone else."
So, she finishes my transaction when here comes new ice cream girl handing me two large milkshakes.
Me: "Ummmm...I only ordered one."
New Ice Cream Girl: "Oh, yeah, well, I made too much, so I'm just giving you all of it."
Me: "Ummmmmm...ok."
So, I take the second milkshake and chalk it up to payment for my experience. There were a few folks sitting outside enjoying the weather. I found an older lady and asked her if she'd like a cherry cheesecake milkshake. She happily accepted and I went on my way back to the Sprint store.
This just lets me know that my loyalty remains with Maggie Moos.
This thing called Grad School...
So far, I've completed two weeks of this thing called graduate school and I have serious concerns. Why am I paying all this money to be "taught" by my fellow classmates? If I read the assigned chapter, why does the professor tell me and my classmates to get in a circle and discuss it amongst ourselves? Ummmm...what? I didn't read 40 pages to talk about it with folks who are on the same level as I am while the professor just sits and watches us. So, at this point I'm thinking, "Ok, so after we finish the discussion, she's going to bring up certain points we discussed and go into further detail." WRONG! It was, "Ok, now that we've done that, let's view some slides, shall we?" Aneesah = BLOWN. The class lasts from 7:10 pm to 9:40 pm. If the professor has done all that she is going to do for the evening and it's only 9:00 pm, just let us go home. Please don't make us sit there for 40 minutes looking at slides in order to fill the time because I've been at work all day and I'm tired. Again, Aneesah = BLOWN. My excitement about returning to school is slowly dwindling. I absolutely LOVE the subject and the information I'm reading, but the actual classes are really blowing me simply because the Professors don't seem like they are actually teaching me anything. If that's the case, I can just read the assigned chapters, submit the assigned papers and projects and call it a day. Why go to class? Oh, I know why...because if I miss three I get an automatic "F".....stupid, right?
Insh'Allah, it will be over soon enough. I just pray I come out with more knowledge than that with which I began. I mean, that is the point, right?
