My Brother “Tommy” Has Passed On

My younger brother, Tom, had suffered with type 2 diabetes for a long time. He’d kept it a secret from everyone until late 2015 when he could no longer ignore and neglect it. Well, just this November 19, Sunday at 11:00 pm, diabetes finally took his life.

Courtesy of the CDC

Cardiac arrest explained

His death came as a result of cardiac arrest, a.k.a. sudden cardiac death. One of the problems he developed due to the diabetes was heart failure with tachycardia (rapid heartbeat). Tachycardia is a great risk factor for cardiac arrest, where the heart’s electrical system goes bad, the heart starts quivering instead of beating, the brain is quickly devoid of blood, and the person feels faint, blacks out, falls down and stops breathing. Essentially dead. Unless someone can work a miracle by doing chest compressions and CPR. But the real remedy is to quickly apply defibrillators to the person’s chest to electrically stun the heart back into beating and pumping blood. Only about 10% of people who have cardiac arrest survive without defibrillation within about four minutes from blacking out. About 30% of them survive after defibrillation is done promptly. So cardiac arrest is seriously deadly unless one is very lucky.

When saving someone’s life is not merciful

In Tom’s case, bringing him back to that terribly sick and suffering body would have been a dreadful disservice to him. But the paramedics tried and tried for about half an hour. They got no response. Cardiac arrest was a merciful death for someone so sick for so long. He started getting medical treatment very late in the disease, got the usual tests and prescriptions and their side effects, and some natural and herbal remedies he was trying, but he just couldn’t seem to get a handle on the situation and his body kept on getting worse. He had short bouts of improvement where he was getting better, then severe setbacks which took over in the end. He got the best results by far when eating nothing but vegetables, mostly raw, along with some supplements. He had not yet been told to take insulin shots.

His having high blood sugar for so long had wreaked havoc on everything. He even lost most of his teeth, which diabetics are prone to. He had serious edema and ascites—where the abdomen fills with “water” (protein fluid) and just keeps on getting bigger. He was likely headed for amputations due to tissue death in the extremities (starting with toes usually), was having vision problems (many diabetics go blind or partially so). Then there was the nerve pain, terrible shooting pains from nerve damage due to the disease. He had a chronic cough partly due to the ace inhibitor he was taking to “protect his kidneys” and often was out of breath. Couldn’t wear shoes other than too-big flip flops due to chronic edema (swelling). The list could go on (infections and such). I mean, wow, he really suffered in the final stages, full-time for two plus years.

See here for a basic explanation of diabetes: https://www.webmd.com/diabetes/tc/type-2-diabetes-topic-overview#1

When all hope is lost

Tom’s doctor had urged him to get to a cardiologist, but he’d refused. I don’t know how much good that would have done; it seems medical treatment is so often sadly disappointing, only leading to more and more and deeper and deeper, every “remedy” causing further problems. Some people are fortunate to have a reasonable quality of life after intensive medical treatments, like pacemakers to control the heart beat, which may have done Tom some good. But in his condition, he couldn’t even work up the desire to try, and he couldn’t be forced. It was so hard for him to get around at all; he hadn’t gone upstairs (or even one step up) at the house for many months.

Of course I and my brother would have helped him and taken him anywhere, been there for him, but he had given up hope. He could have had a procedure called “paracentesis” where they drain the ascitic fluid from the abdomen, and had even gotten his doctor’s approval; but then was warned by one who does the procedure that diabetics are not well advised to do it because of their high risk of infection (peritonitis). So he was discouraged from that, and just went on suffering with a hugely bloated abdomen. And without dealing with the underlying cause (the heart failure), paracentesis would have been only a temporary solution. So, what hope was there?

My poor dear brother “Tommy.” (I use quotes because he didn’t like “Tommy,” preferred Tom or Thomas, but I use “Tommy” affectionately, remembering him as an adorable toddler.)

A message from the other side

Tom’s gone from this world and I’m not sure where he is now. I’d asked him the next day (Monday) out loud, to send me a signal if he was now happy, in a good place, safe, protected, that loved ones can be together again in some all-new and beautiful existence. The following morning as I was awake lying in bed I heard a 3-beat “wooden wind chime” noise from the living room. It startled me because I have nothing set up anywhere to use that tone, and anyways, there was no alert tone set up anywhere in the house (I don’t even do that).

The noise obviously came from my cell phone, so I went through it and listened to all the message alerts and there it was, number 6 in the list, titled “message 3.” I believe the tone had sounded at 7:32am. All that is significant for the number 3, since Tom knew I had a superstitious “thing” about the number 3 as being good, my “lucky number,” all that. Now, I’d never used that tone in my cell phone (or anywhere else) for anything. And there was no reason for that sound (or any other) to have come from the phone. No reason at all…other than my brother’s spirit answering my question from the previous day with a “YES” in a way I would “get it.”

People can believe that or not, think I’m nutty (true enough), or whatever they want to think or say. But I know what happened. And I’m trusting that my brother’s spirit is indeed in a wonderful new existence free of all pain, suffering and death, only experiencing bliss and great adventures throughout the universe and maybe even beyond. Free to travel as the wind and be wherever he wants to be, with only loved ones for company whenever those spirits desire company.

Had I forced Tom to be vegan, and thereby caused his death?

Tom wasn’t vegan or even vegetarian, in case anyone reading is thinking, “Aha, veganism is deadly just like we say!” Or other such nonsense. Tom had a lifelong struggle with food addiction and obesity, and was into Atkins and “paleo” type dieting which he’d believed the hype about from a young age. I often tried to convince him to be vegan or at least mostly so. He tried once in awhile but could not give up the meat, eggs, dairy, along with all the rich treat foods like desserts and such. An eating addiction is a terrible thing. Chronic overeating, especially of animal fats is the cause of type 2 diabetes: https://www.riseofthevegan.com/blog/diabetes-reversal-with-plant-based-diet, aside from the obesity it causes. Tom’s addictive nature was something I wished he could’ve overcome. But he couldn’t. And he suffered badly for it. I truly believe he suffered far more than enough to atone for his wrongs in life.

In closing

I miss him so; even miss bickering with him, his sarcasm and sharp mind. He had a great compassionate side which was sparingly revealed. I love him always and only wish we could have done more together, communicated better, etc., etc. But we did our best, considering our family history (which I won’t go into).

If you have someone you love and they’re suffering with overeating and obesity, do beware of this disease, diabetes. I once had the overeating and obesity problem too. Big appetites, obesity and diabetes run in our family. Thankfully, veganism has pretty much solved that problem for me. The body can only take so much abuse from too much fatty or rich, taxing food over years and years. The pancreas can only do so much producing of insulin and secreting it into the bloodstream, regulating the body’s blood sugar level. Once the pancreas is shot…or the insulin it produces is stopped by fat from getting the sugar into the cells, so the sugar remains and builds up in the blood…it is a hell of a thing to deal with.

Food addiction took our little brother away from us at only 55 years of age. Try not to let anything like that happen to you.

Below are some images of Tom from when he was young, in loving tribute…

Tommy at 3 all dressed up

Tommy at 1 yr. and me in goofy Hawaiian dance show garb

Tommy at about 3 with Santa

Tom and best buddy Mark at about 4 yrs old

Tom (age 5), me and our aunt on Easter Sunday 1967

Tom at 12 after he’d lost a bunch of weight and feeling great

Sigh… 💧

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“Feed your dogs as wolves, or you’re an abuser!”

As vegans who also feed our dogs well-balanced vegan diets, we often are scathingly condemned for going against dogs’ wild nature and their desire to eat meat either cooked or raw. On the web I’ve been called an animal abuser for feeding vegan, with nasty blowhards saying my dogs should be taken away, etc. This implies that my claims of how healthy my dogs are are the lies of a delusional zealot.

Besides, no one else wanted my dogs when they were out running the streets, or when I tried to find homes for them, so taking them away from me after all these years (Mattie since 2005) would mean…what? Anyone who tried to take my beloved dogs away from me would have to be a complete fool (and may end up in the hospital). My dogs are very well cared for and happy.

I do have one dog who died last year at age 9 of lung cancer, but understand that has nothing to do with diet, but with genetics and exposure to toxins at some point in her life. My current two, Mattie and Tyler, are obviously doing very well on all vegan foods, both being full of energy, strong, playful, tireless actually, and Mattie is close to 17 years old now. She’s been vegan since 2011, and Tyler has been since I adopted him in May 2016.

“Dog Food”

Mattie does have lipomas which began growing in 2010 when I had her on meat kibble, the grain-free stuff that’s supposed to be the best. I’m not saying that caused her lipomas, but it certainly didn’t help. Since about 2012 after she’d been on vegan kibble for a couple of years, the lipomas stopped growing and have remained the same (albeit one is quite large) for going on 5 years now. Many vets do say that dietary toxins cause lipomas in dogs, so eliminating all the toxins in slaughterhouse products does seem to have helped.

The reason I don’t have Mattie’s lipomas removed is because I went through that three times with my dog Heidi back in 2004–2006, spent $1800, and each time after her traumatic experience and painful recovery, the tumor began growing back promptly and each time it got worse. The last time it recurred it got huge quickly and actually turned cancerous. I had to have her euthanized at age 14 when it was causing her discomfort in breathing, keeping her awake at night (it was behind her ribcage on her back, left side). So, cutting out lipomas is often not the answer. The answer is to get the weird toxins out of their diets. Heidi was on the grain-free premium meat foods, was rarely if ever fed vegan.

As for these very selective nature worshippers…

People cry out about the cruelty of feeding dogs vegan and how unnatural that is, while ignoring the huge pink elephant in the room: the glaring unnaturalness of dogs’ whole existence with us in human civilization. This little guy should still be with his dog family…

We are to feed them like wolves when they live nothing at all like wolves. Yet, even wolves eat plant foods and berries to satisfy certain nutritional needs. But one thing wolves do not do is split up their families when their puppies are a couple of months old, and send them off to live among strangers in some human abode, too often kept in sad and deplorable conditions, treated like trash.

Wolf families often remain together for years before some will go off to start other packs as adults, to avoid genetic problems caused by incest. Wolves plan cleverly and hunt together and travel great distances, and so forth. They don’t wear clothes or have vaccines shot into them. They don’t have bizarrely long matting coats or any of the other hindrances people have bred into them for fun and profits. What people do to dogs and their families is truly deplorable. Wholly unnatural!

If one is going to bring a litter of puppies into this world, one needs to be fully willing and capable of keeping all of the puppies for life (15-20 years) and caring for them properly. Actually, no one should be bringing puppies into this world, not deliberately and certainly not for sale. The way things are, we will always have dogs throughout the world needing homes, with not one dog breeder in existence. Dog breeders are a tremendous burden.

It would be a great thing if dogs were extremely hard to come by and truly valued and respected as individuals, not thought of as mere things you can buy and sell. That cruel mistake has led to our nightmarish puppy mills of today and our shelters being nothing more than death row prisons full of frightened dogs desperate to get out.

Anyone want to call that “natural”?

People breed dogs as commodities in cages and put them through all sorts of terrifying and grotesquely unnatural treatments to feed the continual greed of the “pet” industry. And people call that, and feeding them slaughterhouse byproducts “natural.” People become enraged that anyone would feed them all plant foods while caring carefully for them and keeping them from reproducing. Just WTF is wrong with people?

People seem to have no problem with dog breeders and the awful abuses they subject those canine families to, not to mention their adding continually to the overpopulation of dogs and their being killed by the millions yearly, everything from “shelter” executions to street injuries, to outright abuse and torture done to them by poor crazy fools due to dogs (and cats and others too) having no one to watch out for them.

Yet if you really want to see people get loudly and self-righteously outraged, just tell them your dog is vegan. While those same people’s eyes will glaze over at the actual unspeakable abuses going on out their due to the whole “pet” industry. They’ll accuse you of being “negative” and even causing people to abuse animals by speaking about it. I have seen this firsthand. Something is truly rotten, not only in Denmark (of animal “brothel” fame), but in all nations where dogs and animals are allowed to be treated as products for sale.

Treating animals as commodities or things has got to end before people will ever be justified in claiming any sort of moral “superiority.” As it all stands now, we’re nothing but monsters, despite the good among us which cannot ever compensate for the horrors incalculable numbers of animals live and die through under our “care” every minute of every day.

So no, I will not support the slaughter industry by buying meat or animal products for my animals. Now, put a sock in it, those of you who rail against feeding dogs vegan. You seriously need to direct your outrage elsewhere.