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To: Bill on the Hill who wrote (122)	5/4/2003 11:32:35 PM
From: Bill on the Hill	Read Replies (2) of 155

Winter being SARS season could also be, as discussed earlier, that we stay indoors so much during the winter. I have found that if I ski, or snowshoe or just walk outside a lot in the winter that I do not suffer the pain of colds as much. I have not had a cold for years now. I do not remember ever having a flu. At least a diagnosed flu. Not so fast, maybe when I was 9 or so. I have had Rocky Mountian Spotted Tick Fever tho. Remember pulling that goddamn tick off. Had a funny feeling when I did. About a week later I got sick at a Indian sweat lodge ceremony I attended for a friend that had ALS or Lou Gehrig's disease. It was five days long and we were on a locked gated ranch of 5 thousand acres. Took me two days to cut all of the oak we burned for the ceremony. I built the fire ring and the wicciup with a friend named Frank. He was a contractor that built large ego homes in the Aspen market. His spare time was devoted to finding answers to mystical questions. I think sometimes he will disappear and later be found living in Tibet. The second night of the sweat is when I came down with the tick fever. Black Elk the elder Lakota had called in the Thunder spirit to help cleanse the sweat. I went from the sweat ceremony to the ceremony meal at the farmhouse after the lodge. I remember feeling light headed as I walked up the road to the house. When I got to the house I was running a fever of 104* and had the chills. I went to the attic bedroom to rest. The farmhouse was high on a ridge overlooking a forested ravine that stretched off to a valley three miles to the west. I had been diagnosed after that nights ceremony by a nuerosurgeon that is now at Stanford, two md's that were attending and four critical care nurses that were also there to help. They all agreed that I had classic tick fever sign. I chose to stay and try to break the fever because I had better care there than I would have at home. That night I bounced between insanity and clarity. The fever had me. About two AM a large thunderstorm began shooting lightning around the area as torrents of rain came down. Lightning cracked the sky and struck the farmhouse three or fours times that night. Explosions of sound vibrated the structure as thunder would roar as quickly as the flash of the lightning appeared. I could feel the coursing of the lightnings energy down the lightning rods grounding cable and hear it crackling off into the damp earth. I tossed and cried and the earth felt like it was being torn into. The thunder gods called forth were putting on a show. I made it thru that night and was able to attend the last two days of the sweat ceremonies with help from an accupuncturist that relieved me of the accompanying migraine headache. Our friend was not healed of ALS from the participation of all of us at that sweat lodge ceremony. But what I took from there in knowledge I could not have gotten elsewhere. I learned that I am a part of a larger family. A larger family that finds help and care in many forms. And that many of the health providers I used were exploring other ways of treatment. I also learned that I am required to be here. Until further notice. I might as well attend. I have no choice. I might as well go to work and clean up the mess. Gotta be here anyway. Someone has to do it. Bill

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