My sister, Michelle-Ann Iking's 3% chance of conceiving naturally was a success! Here's her story:
(My apologies as I've been overwhelmed with personal matters. I've only managed to get to my desk. So finally got around posting this).
This is the story behind my sister's pregnancy struggle and how she shared her journey over her Facebook page.
Because some may have not caught her LIVE session chat with me (https://www.facebook.com/daphneiking/videos/687743128744960/) , or read her lengthy post (as it's a private page);
she's allowed me to copy and paste it over my wall, in case you need to know more about her thought process on how AND why she focused on the 3% success probability. Read on.
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Posted 10th May 2020.
FB Credit: Michelle-Ann Iking
A week ago today I celebrated becoming a mother to our second, long awaited child.
Please forgive this mother's LONG (self-indulgent) post, journalling what this significant milestone has meant for her personally, for her own fallible memory's sake as well as maybe to share one day with her son.
If all you were wondering was whether I had delivered and if mum and bub are OK, please be assured the whole KkLM family are thriving tremendously, and continue scrolling right along your Newsfeed 😁.
OUR 3% MIRACLE
All babies are miracles... and none more so than our precious Kiaen Aaryan (pronounced KEY-n AR-yen), whose name derives from Sanskrit origins meaning:
Grace of God
Spiritual
Kind
Benevolent
...words espousing the gratitude Kishore and I feel for Kiaen's arrival as our "3% miracle".
He was conceived, naturally, after 3 years of Kishore and I hoping, praying and 'endeavoring'... and only couples for whom the objective switches from pure recreation to (elusive) procreation will understand how this is less fun than it sounds ...
3 years during which time we had consensus from 3 different doctors that we, particularly I (with my advancing age etc etc) had only a 3% chance of natural conception and that our best hope for a sibling for our firstborn, Lara Anoushka, was via IVF.
Lara herself was an 'intervention baby', being one of the 20% of babies successfully conceived through the less intrusive IUI process, after a year and a half of trying naturally and already being told then my age was a debilitating factor.
We had tried another round of IUI for her sibling in 2017 when Lara was a year old. And that time we fell into the ranks of the 80% of would-be parents for whom it would be an exercise in futility... who would go home, comfort each other as best they could, while individually masking their own personal disappointment... hoping for the best, 'the next time around'...
So the improbability ratio of 97% against natural conception of our second baby, as concurred by the combined opinion of 3 medical professionals, was a very real, very daunting figure for us to have to mentally deal with.
Deep, DEEP, down in my heart however, though I had many a day of doubt... I kept a core kernel of faith that somehow, I would again experience the privilege of pregnancy, and again, have a chance at childbirth.
And so, the optimist in me would tell myself, "Well, there have to be people who fall in the 3% bucket... why shouldn't WE be part of the 3%?"
Those who know me well, understand my belief in the Law of Attraction, the philosophy of focusing your mind only on what you want to attract, not on what you don't want, and so even as Kishore and I prepared to go into significant personal debt to attempt IVF in the 2nd half of 2019, I marshalled a last ditch effort to hone in on that 3% chance of natural conception... through research coming across fertility supplements that I ordered from the US and sent to a friend in Singapore to redirect to me because the supplier would not deliver to Malaysia.
I made us as a couple take the supplements in the 3 month 'priming period' in the lead up to the IVF procedure - preconditioning our bodies for optimum results, if you will.
At the same time, I had invested in a sophisticated fertility monitor, with probes and digital sensors for daily tracking of saliva and other unmentionable fluid samples, designed to pinpoint with chemical accuracy my state of fertility on any given day.
(UPDATE: For those interested - I obtained the supplements and Ovacue Fertility Monitor from https://www.fairhavenhealth.com/. Though I had my supplies delivered to a friend in Singapore, and redirected to me here since the US site does not deliver to Malaysia, there are local distributors for these products, you will just have to research the trustworthiness of the vendors yourself...)
I had set an intention - in the 3 months of pre-IVF priming, I would consume what seemed like a pharmacy's worth of supplements, and track fertility religiously... in hopes that somehow, within the 3 month priming period, we would conceive naturally and potentially save ourselves a down payment on a new property... and this was just a projection on financial costs of IVF, not even considering the physical, emotional and mental toll it involves, with no guarantee of a baby at the end of it all...
It was a continuation of an intention embedded even with my first pregnancy, where all the big ticket baby items were consciously purchased for use by a future sibling, in gender neutral colours, in hopes that sibling would be a brother "for a balanced pair", though of course any healthy child would be a welcome blessing.
It was a very conscious determination to always skew my thoughts in service of what the end objective was. For example, when 3+year old Lara would innocently express impatience at not yet having a sibling, at one point suggesting that since we were "taking too long to give her a baby brother/sister", perhaps we should just "go buy a baby from a shop", instead of getting defensive or berating the baby that she herself was, we enlisted Lara's help to pray for her sibling... so in any place of worship, or sacred ground of any kind that we passed thereon, Lara would stop, close her eyes, bow her small head and place her tiny hands together in prayer, reciting earnestly, "Please God, please give me a baby brother or baby sister."
After months and months of watching Lara do this, in the constancy of her childlike chant, Kishore started feeling the pressure of possibly disappointing Lara if her prayer was not answered. Whereas for me, Lara's recitation of her simple wish became like a strengthening mantra, our collective intention imbued with greater power with each repetition, and the goal of a sibling kept very much in the forefront of our minds (hence our calling Lara our 'project manager' in this endeavour).
And somehow in the 2nd month of that 3 month period, a positive + sign appeared on one of the home pregnancy tests I had grown accustomed to taking - my version of the lottery tickets others keep buying in hopes of hitting the jackpot, with all the cyclical anticipation and more often than not, disappointment, that entails...
This time however I was not disappointed.
With God's Grace, (hence 'Kiaen', a variation of 'Kiaan' which means 'Grace of God'), my focus on our joining the ranks of the 3% had materialised.
It seems poetic then, that Kiaen chose to make his appearance on the 3rd May, ironically the same date that his paternal great-grandfather departed this world for the next... such that in the combined words of Kishore and his father Kai Vello Suppiah,
"The 1st generation Suppiah left on 3rd May and the 4th generation Suppiah arrived on 3rd May after 41yrs...
One leaves, another comes, the legacy lives on..."
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KIAEN AARYAN SUPPIAH'S BIRTH STORY
On Sunday 3rd May, I was 40 weeks and 5 days pregnant.
The baby was, in my mind, very UN-fashionably late past his due date of 29th April, so as much as I had willed and 'manifested' the privilege of pregnancy, to say I was keen to be done with it all was an understatement.
In the weeks leading to up to my full term, I had experienced increasingly intense Braxton-Hicks 'practice contractions' - annoying for me for the discomfort involved, stressful for Kishore who was on tenterhooks with the false alarms, on constant alert for when we would actually need to leave home for the hospital.
Having become a Hypnobirthing student and advocate from my first pregnancy with Lara, and thus being equipped with
(1) a lack of fear about childbirth in general and
(2) a basic understanding of how all the sensations I would experience fit into the big picture of my body bringing our baby closer to us,
I was less stressed - content to wait for the baby to be "fully cooked" and come out whenever he was ready... though I wouldn't have minded at all if the cooking time ended sooner, rather than later.
With Lara, I had been somewhat 'forced' into an induced labour, even though she was not yet due, and that had resulted in a 5 DAY LABOUR, a Birth Story for another post, so I was not inclined to chemically induce labour, even though I was assured that for second time mothers, it would be 'much faster and easier'...
That morning, I had a hunch *maybe* that day was the day, because in contrast to previous weeks' sensations of tightening, pressure and even spasms that were concentrated in the front of my abdomen and occasionally shot through my sides and legs, I felt period - like cramping in my lower back which I had not felt before throughout the pregnancy.
It was about 8am in the morning then, and my 'surges' were still relatively mild ('surges' being Hypnobirthing - speak for 'contractions', designed to frame them with the more positive connotations needed to counteract common language in which childbirth is presented as something that is unequivocally painful and traumatic, instead of the miraculous, powerful and natural phenomenon it actually is).
I recall (masochistically?) entertaining the thought of opting NOT to have an epidural JUST TO SEE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE...
I figured this would be the last time I would be pregnant and so it would be my 'last chance' to experience 'drug free labour' which, apart from the health benefits for baby and mother, might be *interesting* in a way that people who are curious about what getting a tattoo and skydiving and bungee jumping are like, might find these *interesting*...even knowing there will be pain and risk involved...
Since I have tried tattoos and skydiving (unfortunately not being able to squeeze in bungee-jumping while my life was purely my own to risk at no dependents' possible detriment) a similar curiousity about a no-epidural labour was on my mind...
In the absence of other signs of the onset of labour (like 'bloody show' or my waters breaking), I wanted to wait until the surges were coming every few minutes before we actually left the house for the hospital, not wanting to be one of those couples who rushed in too early and had interminable waits for the next stage in unfamiliar, clinical surroundings and/or were made to go home in an anti-climatic manner.
I was even calm enough through my surges to have the presence of mind to wash and blowdry my hair, knowing if I did deliver soon I would not be allowed this luxury for a while.
Around 9am I asked Kishore to prep for Lara and himself to be dressed and breakfasted so we could head to hospital soon, while I sent messages to family members on both sides informing them 'today might be the day.'
My mother, who had briefly served as a midwife before going back into general nursing and then becoming a nursing tutor, prophetically stated that if what I was experiencing was true labour, "the baby would be out by noon".
The pace in which my surges grew closer together was surprisingly quicker than I expected; and while I asked Lara to "Hurry up with breakfast" with only a tad more urgency than we normally tell her to do, little Missy being prone to dilly-dallying at meals, I probably freaked Kishore out when about 930am onwards, I had to instinctively get on my hands and knees a couple of times, eyes closed, trying to practice the Hypnobirthing breathing techniques I had revised to help along the process of my body birthing our child into the world.
I recall him saying a bit frantically as I knelt at our front door, doubled over as he waited for Lara to complete something or other, "Lara hurry up! Can't you see Mama is in so much pain and you are taking your own sweet time??!!"
SIDETRACK: Just the night before, Lara and I had watched a TV show in which a woman gave birth with the usual histrionics accompanying pop culture depictions of labour.
Lara watched the scene, transfixed.
I told her, simply and matter-of-factly, "That's what Mama has to do to get baby brother out Lara, and that's what I had to do for you also."
In most of interactions with my daughter, I have sought to equip her to face life's situations with calmness, truthful common sense, and ideally a minimum of drama.
Those who know the dramatic diva that Lara can be will know that this is a work-in-progress, but her response to me that night showed me some of my 'teachings' were sinking in:
She looked at me unfazed, "But Mama," she said. "You won't cry and scream like that lady, right? You will be BRAVE and stay calm, right?"
#nopressure.
So as we prepped to leave for the hospital I did indeed attempt to be that role model of calm for her, asking her only for her help in keeping very quiet,
"Because Mama needs to focus on bringing baby brother out and she needs quiet to concentrate...".
As we left the house at 10.11am, I texted Kishore's sister Geetha to please prep to pick up Lara from the hospital, and was grateful Kishore had the foresight to ask our gynae to prepare a letter for Geetha to show any police roadblocks between my in-laws' home in Subang Jaya and the hospital in Bangsar, this all happening under the Movement Control Order (MCO).
To Lara's credit, in the journey over to the hospital, she - probably sensing the gravity of the situation, sat very quietly in her seat at the back, and the silence was punctuated only by my occasional deep intakes of breath and some variation of my Ohmmm-like moans when the sensations were at their height.
By the time we got to Pantai Hospital at around 10.30am, my surges were strong enough I requested a wheelchair to assist me in getting to the labour ward, as I did not trust my own legs to support me... and Kishore would have to wait until Geetha had arrived to take Lara back to my in-laws' house before he himself could go up.
I slumped in the wheelchair and was wheeled up to the labour room with my eyes closed the whole time, trying to handle my surges.
I didn't even look up to see the attendant who pushed me... but did make the effort to thank him sincerely when he handed me over, with what seemed like a palpable sense of relief on his part, to the labour ward nurses.
The nurse attending me at Pantai was calm, steady and efficient. I answered some questions and changed into my labour gown while waiting for Kishore to come up, all the while managing the increasingly intense surges with my rusty Hypnobirthing breathing techniques.
By the time Kishore joined me at around 11am (I know these timings based on the timestamps of the 'WhatsApp live feed' of messages Kishore sent to his family), I was asking the nurse on duty, "How soon can I get an epidural??" thinking what crazy woman thought she could do this without drugs???!!!
The nurse checked my cervix dilation, I saw her bloodied glove indicating my mucous plug had dislodged, and she told me, "Well you are already at 7cm (which, for the uninitiated, is 70% of the way to the 10cm dilation needed for birthing), you are really doing well, if you made it this far without any drugs, if can you try and manage without it... I suspect within 2 hours or less you will deliver your baby and since it will take about that time for the anaesthesiologist to be called, epidural to be administered and kick in... it might all be for nothing... but of course the decision is completely up to you... "
So there I was, super torn, should I risk the sensations becoming worse... or risk the epidural becoming a waste?? And of course I was trying to decide this as my labour surges were coming at me stronger and stronger...
I was in such a dilemma...because as a 'recovering approval junkie' there was also a silly element of approval-seeking involved, ("The nurse thinks I can do this without drugs... maybe I CAN do this without drugs... Yay me!") mixed with that element of curiosity I mentioned earlier ("What if I actually CAN do this without drugs... plenty of other women have done it all over the world since time immemorial.. no big deal, how bad can it be...??") so then I thought I would use the financial aspect to be the 'tiebreaker' in my decision making...
I asked the nurse how much an epidural would cost and when she replied "Around MYR1.5k", I still remember Kishore's incredulous face as I asked the question, i.e."Seriously babe, you are gonna think about money right now? If you need the epidural TAKE IT, don't worry about the money!!!"... and while we are not rich by any stretch of the imagination, thankfully RM1.5k is not a quantum that made me swing towards a decision to "better save the money"...
So in the end, I guess my curiosity won out, and I turned down the epidural "just to see what it would be like and if I had it in me" (in addition of course to avoiding the side effects of any drugs introduced into my and the baby's body).
My labour occuring in the time of coronavirus, it was protocol for me to have a COVID19 test done, so the medical staff could apply the necessary precautions. I had heard from a friend Sharon Ruba that the test procedure was uncomfortable, so when the nurse came with the test kit as I was starting another surge, I asked, "Please can I just finish this surge before I do the test?" as I really didn't think I could multitask tackling multiple uncomfortable sensations in one go.
The COVID19 test involved what felt like a looong, skinny cotton bud being inserted into one nostril... I definitely felt more than a tickle as it went in and up, being told to take deep breaths by the nurse. Then she asked me to "Try to swallow" and I felt it go into my nasal cavities where I didn't think anything could go any further, but was proven wrong when she asked me to swallow again and the swab was probed even deeper. Then she warned me there would be some slight discomfort as she prepared to collect a sample... but at that point all I could think about was:
(i) I really don't have much of a choice
(ii) please let this be over before my next surge kicks in
(iii) if all the people breaking the MCO rules knew what it feels like to do this test maybe they won't put themselves at risk of the need to perform one...
In full disclosure as I was transferred into the actual delivery room at some point after 11am, another nurse offered me 'laughing gas' to ostensibly take some of the edge off... I took the self-operated breathing nozzle passed to me but don't recall it making any difference to my sensations..so didn't use it much as it seemed pretty pointless.
I recall some measure of relief when I heard my gynae Dr. Paul entering the room, greeting Kishore and me, and telling us it was going well and it wouldn't be long now and he would see us again shortly.
From my previous labour with Lara I knew the midwives pretty much take you 90% of the way through the labour and when the Dr is called in you are really at the home stretch, so was very relieved to hear his voice though knowing he would leave and come back later meant it wasn't quite over yet.
I do remember realising when I had crossed the Thinning and Opening Phase of labour to the Birthing Phase, by the change in sensations... it is still amazing to me that as the Hypnobirthing book mentioned, having this knowledge I was instinctively able to switch breathing techniques for the next stage of labour .
Was my opting against epidural the right choice for me?
Overall? Yes.
Don't get me wrong.
I *almost* regretted the decision several times during active labour... especially when I felt my body being taken over by an overwhelming compulsion to push that did not seem conscious and was accompanied by involuntary gutteral moans where I literally just thought to myself, "I surrender, God do with me what you will..." (super dramatic I know but VERY real at the time...).
I think I experienced 3-4 such natural explusive reflexes (?), rhythmically pushing the baby down the birth path, one of which was accompanied by what felt like a swoosh of water coming out of a hose with a diameter the size of a golf ball... this was when I realised my water had finally broken...
The nurses kept instructing me to do different things, to keep breathing, to move to my side, then to move to the middle, to raise my feet... and when I didn't comply, Kishore (who was with me throughout both my labours) tried to help them by repeating the instructions prefaced with "Sayang..." but I basically ignored all the intructions because I felt I had no capacity to direct any part of my body to do anything and someone else would have to physically manoeuvre that body part themselves.
When I heard Dr. Paul's voice again and the flurry of commotion surrounding his presence, I knew the time was close... and when I heard the nurse say to Kishore, "Sir, these are your gloves, for when you cut the baby's cord", it was music to my ears...
I'm very, VERY grateful Kiaen slid out after maybe the 4th of those involuntary pushes... the wave of RELIEF when he came out so quickly... it still boggles my mind that my mother was essentially right and as his birth time was 12.02pm, it was *only* about 1.5 hours between our arrival at the hospital and his arrival into the world.
Kiaen was placed on my chest for skin to skin bonding and remained there for a considerable time.
For our short stay in the hospital he would be with us in my maternity ward number C327... another trivially serendipitous sign for me because he was born on the 3rd (May) and our wedding anniversary is 27th (July).
I was discharged the following day 4th May at about 5.30pm, after I got an all clear on COVID19 and a paediatric surgeon did a small procedure on Kiaen to address a tongue-tie that would affect his breastfeeding latch... making the entire duration of our stay about 31 hours.
I have taken the time and effort to record all this down so that whenever life's challenges threaten to get me down I can remind myself, "Ignore the 97% failure probability, focus on the 3% success probability".
Also that the human condition is miraculous and it is such a privilege to experience it.
To our son Kiaen Aaryan, thank you for coming into our lives and choosing us as your parents.
Even though Papa and I are both zombies trying to settle into a night time feeding routine with you, I look forward to spending not only all future Mother's Days, but every day, with you and your Akka...
And last but not least, to my husband Kishore...without whom none of this would be possible - we did it sayang, I love you ❤️
Photo credit: Stayhome session with Samantha Yong Photography (http://samanthayong.com/)
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【綠色新經濟 台灣不缺席】
日前有民眾在公共政策網路參與平台「提點子」發起「開放醫療用大麻」連署,一共超過 5,000 人附議。衛福部原預計 4 月 8 日前正式回應,經過討論後,為求正式回應之周延,決定依法延後到 5 月 8 日前回應。
在 420 全球大麻日這一天,綠黨與民間團體「綠色浪潮」在立法院群賢樓外召開記者會,呼籲衛福部重視病患的醫療需求,在正式回應前能夠充分廣納各方意見,也藉此訴求經濟部發展台灣的綠色經濟。
根據世界衛生組織(WHO)的研究,大麻二酚對健康不會產生不利影響,也不會導致成癮,因此也沒有被濫用的可能性。在國外常用於抗精神病、止吐、抗發炎、抗痙攣等醫療用途,相關產品除了成人,小孩及寵物也可使用。
綠黨共同召集人劉崇顯議員表示:「在台灣對醫用大麻的還是有一些疑慮的情況下,綠黨作為今年在2020大選成為第一個將醫用大麻合法化列為政見的政黨,仍獲得將近30幾萬選民的支持,顯見台灣有很多的民眾殷切盼望醫用大麻合法化可以真正的落實,幫助很多需要用大麻二酚來治療的患者。根據衛福部之前對醫用大麻的回應,說如果有需要使用,可以透過專案進口的方式,但是現實的困境,就是國外作為食品級的醫療大麻,在台灣卻會被視為毒品,所以讓患者根本沒有辦法進口使用,因此呼籲當局不只要防疫,也能看見病患的需求」。
長期關心醫用大麻之應用的賴彥合醫師則表示,「大麻近五十年來,因為美國毒品戰爭而充滿污名和誤解。原先二十世紀初期還被列在美國藥典,直到近十年來全世界才風起雲湧又重新重視它的醫療價值。弔詭的是,甚至在我們這個年齡階層都還沒出生前,就被設下的法律限制和依附的社會氛圍。大麻可謂最有醫療潛力的植物之一,安全性高而且療效廣泛,各國已陸續出現很多大規模的試驗,試圖追上這半世紀來嚴重缺乏的研究。這次全世界的流行病,讓我們更了解疾病無國界,我們外觀上雖然看起來差別很大,但生理結構基本上無太大差異。大麻對病人的療效,也可以說是無國界的。」
關於醫用大麻可以帶起的產業可能性,綠黨副秘書長李菁琪律師表示:「以日本為例,大麻二酚可添加於保健食品跟化妝品;而在美國也有規定一定含量以下為食品級,可以做成小熊軟糖或寵物零食等生活化的食品。在台灣現在仍未有相關藥品列管的情況,新藥的上市都要經過好幾年的時間,在病患迫切的醫療需求下恐緩不濟急,因此呼籲衛福部參考含維生素產品的管制方式,來列管大麻二酚產品」李菁琪繼續解釋:「除了種植之外,也包括製藥、燈具、溫控設備等周邊產業,近年越來越多國家將藥用大麻合法,國際上對藥用大麻的需求快速成長,相關的產業都是蓬勃發展,因此也呼籲經濟部輔導中小企業建立綠色經濟產業鏈,讓台灣在這波國際上新興的綠色產業中搶佔先機」。
【Taiwan should legalize medical cannabis and launch the hemp industry chain】
Green Party Taiwan and Green Sensation (N.P.O.) held a press conference outside of Legislative Yuan on April 20, 2020 – the day internationally known as the “Weed Day.” Prior to the official response to a petition to legalize medical marijuana, the two groups reminded the Ministry of Health and Welfare (MOHW) to value and listen to patients’ medical needs as well as opinions from all stakeholders. An appeal to developing Taiwan’s cannabis (hemp_ industry was also made towards the Ministry of Economic Affairs (MOEA).
Research conducted by the World Health Organization (WHO) has proven that cannabidiol (CBD) does not adversely affect health nor cause addiction, indicating a low possibility of abuse. CBD is now commonly used in foreign countries for antipsychotic, antiemetic, anti-inflammatory, anti-spasm, and other medical purposes. Other than products designed for adults, children, and pets can use these products as well.
“CBD is a chemical compound from the cannabis. Related products are legally circulated in more than 45 countries such as the United States, Japan, and Germany,” said Chung Hsien Liu, the Green Party co-chairperson. “In 2017, the MOHW announced that CBD had been listed as a drug; however, no laws and regulations, such as the method of acquisition, were followed by the announcement. The lack of law left the patients and law enforcement personnel no rules to follow, causing many controversies. To date, only ten patients have successfully imported the medication through self-use exemption. With almost no legal channels available, many patients have no option but to take the risk with products sold at the black market.”
Dr. Yenho Lai, a long-time advocate on the application of medical marijuana, said that “cannabis has been stigmatized and misunderstood from the war on drugs for nearly 50 years. It was originally listed in the U.S. Pharmacopoeia (U.S.P.) in the early twentieth century, and only within the last decade that the world surged to re-emphasize its medical value. Paradoxically, what we want to reverse and challenge is that even before my generation is born, the legal restrictions and resulted negative social atmosphere have been in place.
Cannabis can be described as one of the most medically promising plants with high safety and extensive and the curative effect. Many large-scale trials have been conducted in various countries to catch up with the severely lacking research in the past half-century. Right now, COVID-19 has given us a better understanding of diseases without borders. Although we look different, the physiological structure is similar. The medical effect of cannabis on patients can also be said to have no national boundaries.”
On the business opportunities that could be brought by medical marijuana, Zoe Ching Chi Lee, Deputy Secretary-General of the Green Party Taiwan, pointed out that “taking Japan as an example, CBD can be added to health supplements and cosmetics. In the United States, a certain amount of CBD is categorized as food grade. In Taiwan, there are still no related drugs listed, and the launch of new drugs could take several years and thus fail to address the medical urgency of the patients. Therefore, we call on the MOHW regulate CBD products as it does vitamin products. In terms of the economic side of this issue, in addition to planting the hemp, peripheral industries such as pharmaceuticals, lamps, and temperature control equipment are greatly needed. In recent years, more countries have legalized medical cannabis. The international demand for medical cannabis has proliferated, and related industries are booming. Therefore, we call on the MOEA to assist the small and medium-sized business to establish a cannabis supply chain, allowing Taiwan to seize the opportunity in this wave of internationally emerging green industries.”
📰 新聞參考:
新頭殼報導 https://bit.ly/3csg336
聯合報報導 https://bit.ly/3eAddLk
health advocate address 在 謙預 Qianyu.sg Facebook 的精選貼文
【離苦得樂的大法緣】(English writing below)
有些父母,還沒來得及見到自己的孩子,就得爲幼小的嬰靈「出殯」。
昨天早上,有一位我從未見過的女讀者,私訊告訴我她六週大的胚胎已離她而去。她看過我講關於墮胎和流產的臉書直播,於是問如何爲她的水子靈報名超度。
在此,提醒大家,居家內勿擺放太多水晶或風水吉祥物。這些都會影響母親受孕及懷胎,也會破壞親子關係等等。
有些東西催得了財,卻會堵住子嗣運,讓你無法添丁。擺錯了,更會讓你「丁財兩空」。
也有些案列,當夫妻事業越來越好時,會猛然發現孩子的問題卻特別多,不聽話、學業不佳、健康頻頻出狀況、迷戀不健康的東西等等。
風水這門事,需要把一個家庭所有人的八字放在一起,再配合這個居家的風水一起看,來達到最有效的方案。不是隨便買個東西,放在所謂的吉祥方位,就能發的不清不楚。千萬也別隨便推薦人家亂買。
你的八字如果承受不起,又或者那位指點你的人福德不足,那就必需從你命中的另外一環去扣。這樣才符合因果律。
所以厲害的風水師,一定會自己修得好,再盡她他全力保你闔家平安,財源滾滾。這是我們的職業道德,不能像一般人一樣「見錢眼開」,不管客人家運的安危。
清明節要到了,大家都會去拜祖先,有的會祈求祖先保佑。但祖先如果活著的時候,沒什麼修善功,死前還病苦連連,你認為她他死後化為鬼,就會有更大的能力來保佑你們龐大的家族嗎?
我看到的事實是,很多祖先自身難保,後代沒持續爲他們超度,消業增福,結果祖先後代通通都不順。
我個人不主張吃拜過祖先的食物,尤其是孕婦,因爲一般祖先屬陰,我們屬陽。把他們吃過的食物,吃進來,我們身上的陰氣鬼氣會加重。
無論是墮胎還是流產的婦女,都應該坐小月子,把身體調好,除了報名超度,也得安水子靈牌位,及修懺悔法。
如果你想:
❤️ 盡孝道幫助自己祖先往投更好的境界,
🤒 爲病重的家人祈福超度他們的纏身靈,
👶🏻 爲墮胎或流產的孩子報名超度,
❤️ 爲自己的纏身靈冤親債主報名超度解怨
我大力推薦你可以報名我根本上師聖尊蓮生活佛這個星期六,2019年3月30日,主壇的《淨土三尊清明超度護摩大法會》。
淨土三尊,即是西方三聖,教主爲「南無阿彌陀佛」,左脅侍持淨瓶的「南無觀音菩薩」和右脅侍持蓮花「南無大勢至菩薩」。
能夠「一心不亂」的唸佛,臨終時,便會有西方三聖持著蓮台來接引你,往生西方極樂世界。
做不到,臨終時,會見到鬼祖先來個welcome party, 牛頭馬面和大二爺伯。這時,就得仰賴有大法力的成就者來爲亡者超度。
我爲何相信蓮生活佛能夠幫助你?因爲我親身體驗過,我和我家人祖先的故事就寫了在這臉書文章:goo.gl/KbCcXW
欲想報名這個星期六下午三點的《淨土三尊清明超度護摩大法會》,請在今天下午五點前到台灣雷藏寺網站,註冊爲會員,使用網路報名系統報名護摩法會:
💻 台灣雷藏寺網址: ➡️ https://tbsec.org/
📩 線上報名法會➡️ https://goo.gl/TnVyyW
📩 線上報名系統說明 ➡️ https://bit.ly/2O0DlSH
如果過了截至時間,你可以下載報名超度法會表格和匯款資料,再發電郵給雷藏寺。
報名祖先可寫:
祖先姓名或例如,李(你的姓)氏歷代祖先。
報名水子靈:
XXX (母親姓名)之水子靈,地址是牌位地址或母親居住地址。
報名超度,供養隨意,但我覺得如果後代太吝嗇,祖先可能會托夢來「打屁股」吧。😄
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There are some parents who never get to see their child, and already had to make "funeral arrangement" for the young infant spirit.
Two days ago, I received a PM in the morning from a lady reader whom I had never met. She told me how her 6-week-old embryo had left her. She watched my old FB Live on abortion and miscarriage, and wanted to know how she could register for deliverance for her baby spirit.
My gentle reminder to everyone: Do not place excessive crystals and auspicious Feng Shui ornaments in your home. These can affect the chances of a healthy pregnancy, and also spoil the relations between the parents and their children.
While such objects may be able to bring in wealth, they will also obstruct the luck of having descendants. When placed in the wrong sector at home, you end up losing both money and your children.
I have also seen such cases: as the careers and wealth of the couple improve, their children woes also escalate e.g. disobedient behaviour, poor academic results, deteriorating health, unhealthy addictions etc.
A good quality Feng Shui audit requires putting together the Bazi of all the family members, with the home Feng Shui, so as to reach the most effective and efficient solutions, that do not compromise on anyone in the household.
Buying something randomly and placing it in the so-called auspicious location is not going to help you prosper like mad. Hence, do not ever recklessly recommend such objects to others.
If your Bazi is not up to it, or the person who advises you does not have sufficient merits and virtues to "transfer" to you, then the "wealth" that you gain has to be compensated by something else in your Destiny, so as to fulfil the Law of Karma.
This is why a competent Feng Shui practitioner is definitely one who cultivates him/herself well, and put in his/her best effort to ensure the safety, peace and continuous inflow of wealth for your family. Such is our professional ethic to uphold, and not to drool at the sight of money, disregarding the safety of our clients' family luck.
Qing Ming Festival is just round the corner. Many of us would be praying to our ancestors. Some will seek the blessings of our ancestors. But think about it, if your ancestor did not accumulate much virtuous deeds while alive, and suffered immensely due to sickness before his/her death, how likely is he/her be able to have greater powers to bless the entire family clan, just because he/she became a ghost?
The reality that I see is that many ancestors are having a hard time themselves in the netherworld. When their descendants do not continuously register for bardo deliverance for them, to eradicate their negative karma and increase their good fortune, both the descendants and ancestors have a hard time in their respective worlds.
By the way, I do not advocate consuming foods and drinks that have been offered to the ancestors. This goes out to ESPECIALLY pregnant ladies. Because ancestors belong to the Yin realm, while we living beings are in the Yang realm. Consuming their food will introduce excessive Yin ghostly qi in our bodies, destroying our Yang energy.
Whether the baby is lost through abortion or miscarriage, the mother should still do a short confinement to nurse her body back to better health. Apart from registering for bardo deliverance, the parents should also enshrine a tablet for the baby spirit at the temple, and cultivate repentance practice.
If you wish to:
❤️ demonstrate filial piety and help your ancestors be reborn in a better realm,
🤒 help your sickly family member to seek blessings and deliver his/her karmic creditors,
👶🏻 register for bardo deliverance for your aborted/miscarriaged child,
❤️ resolve the debt of enmity between you and your karmic creditors and sign them up for bardo deliverance,
I strongly recommend that you can register for this Saturday's, 30 March 2019, Qing Ming Bardo Deliverance Pure Land Trinity Homa Ceremony, presided by my Root Guru, His Holiness Living Buddha Lian-Sheng.
The Pure Land Trinity, otherwise known as the The Three Saints of the West, comprised of the leader Amitabha Buddha, Avalokitesvara (Guan Shi Yin) Bodhisattva on His left who holds a purification vase and willow leaves, and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva on His right who holds lotus bud.
When you can recite the name of Amitabha Buddha single-mindedly, as you pass on, you will see The Three Saints of the West and the entourage of sages appearing to welcome you with your lotus throne. You will then be reborn in the Western Pure Land of Paradise.
If you cannot do it, as you die, you will see your ghostly ancestors throwing a welcome party for you, as well the Ox-Head and Horse-Face Hell Guards, and the Black and White Impermanence deities coming for you. At this time, you can only rely on the supreme transcendental powers of an accomplished cultivator to deliver the dead.
Why do I have faith that Living Buddha Lian-Sheng can help you? Because I have personally experienced it myself. The story of my family, my ancestors and myself is written in this FB article: goo.gl/KbCcXW
To register for this Saturday 3pm, Qing Ming Bardo Deliverance The Three Saints of the West Homa Ceremony, please register an account online at the website of Taiwan Lei Tsang Temple, and use the online registration system to sign up for the Homa Ceremony:
💻 Taiwan Lei Tsang Temple website: ➡️ https://tbsec.org/
📩 Online Homa Registration URL ➡️ https://goo.gl/TnVyyW
📩 Guide to Online Registration ➡️ https://bit.ly/2O0DlSH
(The deadline for online application for every Saturday's Homa Ceremony is till Friday 5pm. After which, you will have to email the temple with the downloaded forms.)
Registration for ancestors:
Name of the deceased or 李(your surname)氏歷代祖先。
Registration for fetal spirits:
XXX (name of Mother)之水子靈,
Address would be either the tablet temple address or the mother's residential address.
The donation amount for Homa Ceremony registration is entirely your choice. But in my humble opinion, if you are too stingy to your ancestors, they may very well appear in your dreams to give you a good spanking. 😄