Last evening I took the pup (Huia) for a run (about 1.5km) and went to visit another bloke with melanoma nearby. His started in his back about 7 years ago, and is now throughout his abdomen.
We each talked about our own cases, and the things we had done.
Toward the end I asked him if he was prepared to give the RAVE vegan diet a go, and he said he didn’t think he could.
I asked him if he wanted to live. and he said “Yes”. And then he reiterated that he didn’t think he could do the diet.
While we were talking another common friend (Steve) called in, and it was interesting how both of the others referred to every meal by the major meat in it, it was pork or chicken or venison or grouper, or mussels, or whatever. Neither made any reference to the vegetable content of the meals.
Looking back I probably did the same.
Very interesting, how the cultural conditioning of language about diet is so strong that it overrides the desire for life in individuals.