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Post #17 – A New Hypothesis

March 2, 2013 - Author: Alva

8:59 p.m. – Friday, March 1, 2013

My state of mind is changing. My thought processes are clear and delve deeper into my subconsciousness. I can only wonder why. My guess is that less of my brain is utilized in controlling my musculature, including the activity of my five senses; an equal portion of my brain is freed up for thoughts, memories, musings, and speculations. I can imagine events and scenery without having seen or experienced it. All events require energy, the force of which can be recorded on electronic receptors. Each amount of energy is recordable. Electronic receivers can record when you’re dreaming, when you’re sleeping, and when you’re thinking.

I have the ability to conjure up figures, events, or scenes. For instance, I can create an Aphrodite covered with long, golden tresses that leave exposed a perfect female body with one hand holding a trident. She is wading in ankle-deep surf and beckons me to join her. This figure is now a part of my memory and can be recalled. The strength of the event could have been measured and recorded scientifically.

Where did this energy come from and where does it go? Science supports my reasoning. The energy is released electromagnetically into the brain cells, but the energy is only changed in form, not used up. It leaves the body as carbon dioxide and water or radiation in a 360-degree pattern. Some of the radiation portion of the transformed energy is in the quantum-mechanics area of matter and leaves the body at the speed of light in all directions. It passes through the earth and the heavens and is distributed throughout the universe.

The point of my hypothesis is that I could eventually be a patient completely devoid of movement, dependent upon IVs for energy, yet unknowingly have a mind crying for expression. Science knows for a fact when the brain is still alive but does not know what is going on within it. Maybe unimaginable nightmares and grief.

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Sweet Post #16 – Friendship

February 27, 2013 - Author: Alva

9:06 p.m. Tuesday, February 26, 2013

I am eternally grateful for both the number and variety of people I call “friend” who come from all walks of life. Tonight I want to especially acknowledge the friendship of a peer and kindred spirit.  My relationship with Bob Soots began in 1955 and continues today.  I want to submit his response to my blogs as an example of meaningful relationships with all those who I hold dear.

February 24, 2013, letter to Donna Harris from Bob Soots

Hello Donna,

Thank you very much for the update on Alva’s health and letting me know that a blog has been added to his website. I read all the blogs and found them fascinating. They left me with a feeling of happiness that his intellect is still sharp and a feeling of sadness that his other functions are not in harmony with his brain. However, I find his blogs just as interesting as Buzzard’s Myth and will continue to follow them. Alva is on my short list of people who have had a significance influence on my life. If the right words can be found, I will add them to his blog. 

He is fortunate to have you and others who are helping him continue his “cycle of life”. I greatly admire people, such as you, who unselfishly care for loved ones to the end. I will visit Alva if you think he would be receptive to it. We could rehash tromping through William B. Umstead State Park working on the gray squirrel research project, playing poker in Vetville, trapping muskrats on Hatteras Island, gathering sea trout from Pungo River stunned by the icy water, trapping snapping turtles in the ponds, lakes and streams of North Carolina, trapping channel catfish in the Neuse River, capturing frogs in Wake County ponds, snagging shad for dinner in the Meherrin River (we ate bones and all), etc.


Note from Publisher:

Like Alva, Bob Soots has a lifelong connection to North Carolina,  beginning with his birthplace in Winston-Salem. Besides fearless capers along the coast with his comrade, he has an accomplished history as educator, researcher, and veteran.

  • BS in Wildlife Conservation & Management, 1959, N.C. State University
  • MS in Ecology, 1965, N.C. State University
  • PhD in Ecology, 1975
  • U.S. Army active duty 1953-1955; in reserves 1955-1961
  • Research Biologist at N.C. State University 1959 – 1964 (Worked on M.S. degree while working)
  • 1965 – 1980 Instructor, Assistant Professor, Associated Professor, Chairman of Biology Department
  • 1980 – 2002 U.S. Army Corps of Engineers.

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Facial Freeze Can’t Stop this Smile

February 26, 2013 - Author: Alva

10:40 a.m. Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Post by Donna Harris

With Parkinson’s comes freezing of the facial muscles to the point where it becomes difficult toAlva Feb 2013 002 smile. In fact, those facial signals you usually get when looking at your husband are missing, and that impacts communication.  Extra effort is required at times. Recently, I asked Alva to actually focus on smiling so that I could take a photo of him and let him see that he can still smile when he makes the effort.  And so he did.

Several days later, his “almost” granddaughter Amanda came with her family for a visit.  You will notice that when she gave him a hug, it became much easier for him to smile!  

Sometimes it just takes a little help from your friends. 

Alva and Amanda Stotesberry Feb 2013

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Death with Dignity: What if?

February 24, 2013 - Author: Alva

9:37 p.m. Saturday, February 23, 2013

SUPPOSITION: The “What If” Blog

What if I wanted to discuss a subject that was technically illegal to discuss in NC?

What if I expressed a desire to control my own destiny in the face of approaching helplessness in all respects except mentally?

What if I requested counseling from the medical profession and the public health services? According to the state law, it would be a crime for the health profession to not report such a conversation. That includes family physicians.

What if I had to choose a time in which I could still take action with no help? The window of opportunity is very small. How would I choose a time in which I had the strength to carry out my wishes? According to the law, it would be a criminal act, and all those who could give advice or comfort are restricted from doing so under pain of severe penalty.

What if I could discuss it with my wife? The very act might possibly put her at risk for a lawsuit and criminal charges if she doesn’t report the conversation. So I am condemned to act and think alone. This is actually mental slavery imposed by state law. My respect and concern for those who care for me and love me prevents this discussion.

In view of these circumstances, I could perhaps sue for the right of discourse and free speech.

I firmly believe it is a civil-rights guarantee that I may extract knowledge from my healthcare providers for end-of-life wishes. I am not unique. I am among thousands of like patients in the healthcare system who desire a more active role in the path of their final days.  Perhaps this blog will be noticed by civil-rights advocates, and they will pursue a different set of choices and outcomes than those of the present.

It is my humane inherent right to know my diagnosis, prognosis, and options—and certainly to discuss them without a lecture on moralities or fear of repercussion. Being denied that right, I am thus condemned to solitude on the most important decision I have left.

I hope this article does not incriminate anyone who might respond to my action or thoughts.  Forgive my double-talk, but it was necessary for thought protection

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Quote of the Quarter

February 23, 2013 - Author: Alva

Saturday, February 23, 2013

BuzzardWhen it rains it pours, but do not forget the silver linings. Every change makes way for new random events, necessary changes in the progression of life . . . Expect them and show a smiley face in return. This is our choice.


{This quote was published in the SwanQuarterly March 2013 issue as the “Quote of the Quarter”}

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