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BIOGRAPHICAL ACCOUNT

Saturday, December 1st, 2007

Dr. Ernesto A. Valdez is a surgeon and homeopathic doctor. He finished his studies in the Institute Politecnico Nacional, in Mexico City. He has a Ph.D. in acupuncture, neural therapy and hypnotherapy. He has a long and successful career in biomedicine, with excellent results in the treatment and cure of chronic pains and illnesses. During the 40th anniversary of the Instituto del Seguro Social, Dr. Valdez was invited to talk about alternative medicine (biomedicine) to the personnel of that institute. Because of his reliability and professionalism throughout his career, Dr. Valdez has attained the respect of the medical community in Los Mochis, Sinaloa, Mexico, where he lives with his wife and children. He has presided in several medical associations such as:

• President of the Graduates of the Instituto Politecnico Nacional in Northern Sinaloa.

• President of the Family and General Doctors College of Los Mochis.

• Coordinator of the II Congress of Infectology in Los Mochis.

• Coordinator of Free Topics of the Federation of Medical Colleges in Sinaloa.

• President of the Medical Society of the Pacific.

In 1944, the Vida Nueva Biomedical Institute was founded by Dr. Ernesto Valdez. In this institute, patients have found through homeopathy, acupuncture, neural therapy, diet and relaxation treatments, a new path to healing…a new life.

The past years have seen a growing revolution in medical science. Many new healing capabilities have been discovered and acknowledged. Factors such as stress, nourishment, lifestyles, mood swing, environmental contamination, and the physician-patient relationship have been given long overdue consideration in health management. Extensive studies and testing have been conducted by practitioners using acupuncture, homeopathy, neural-therapy, relaxation and nutrition. The results have been amazing.

These alternative methods are part of what is known as Biomedicine. Biomedicine, along with conventional medicine, forms the widely accepted health system used to treat illnesses throughout the world today. Although both systems are widely used, the differences are profound.

Differences:

A) Biomedicine fights the origin of an illness through treatments that stimulate the healing capabilities of the body which fortify our defenses and our immune system. Conventional medicine attacks the symptoms of an illness with treatments based in the use of medicine, which usually have side effects that will be treated with some other medicine.

B) Biomedicine puts emphasis in the need to know the patient better than the illness itself, hence the physician-patient relationship. This is based on the principle that each person is unique and that the same illness might be originated by different reasons from person to person, therefore, treatments must be different in each case. Conventional medicine puts emphasis on knowing the illness better than the patient. It is based on the principle that an illness no matter what causes it, can be treated the same in all cases. It is assumed that an illness will respond to the same treatment indistinctly of the patient or the origin.

C) Biomedicine uses natural methods and treatments, which is why toxicity and side effects are practically non-existent. Conventional medicine prescribes the use of medicines, drugs and chemicals, thus the probability of toxicity and side effects is very high.

 

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Homemade Mexican Shrimp Coctail

Thursday, November 29th, 2007

Mexican Style Shrimp Cocktail

Recipe supplied by Lily’s Restaurant on the Malecon in the Old Port

 

1 Pound Shrimp – Peel and devein shrimp. Boil about 1 minute in water seasoned with ½ onion

and 1 stalk of celery, salt and pepper.

 

For the Salsa

2 Tomatoes – diced

1 Onion – diced

2 Jalapeños

2 Limes

Cilantro – to taste

Chop all ingredients, combine with lime juice, salt and pepper to taste. Mix shrimp with the salsa, add one bottle Clamato juice, juice of 3 limes and a few drops of oyster sauce.

 

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Moon Shots

Thursday, November 29th, 2007

Major league baseball is upon us, and it’s time to pay homage to one of our own, Erubiel Durazo of Hermosillo.

Durazo, 6-3, 240, a lefthander, will see duty this season with the Arizona Diamondbacks as a first baseman, rightfielder and pinch hitter deluxe.

The 26 year old was a steal for the Diamondbacks. He went undrafted when he played for Pima College in Tucson. December 1998 his contract was purchased from the Monterrey Sultans of the Mexican League.

His first year in the Arizona organization found him hitting .403 for AA El Paso, .407 for AAA Tucson and .329 in 67 games with the Diamondbacks.

Last year his progress was hampered mightily by a wrist injury which required surgery.

But last winter he tested his wrist by playing for the Hermosillo Najaneros.

His team played in the Caribbean World Series, losing in the finals to the Dominican Republic.

Erubiel was named Series MVP, hitting .455.

Now, how do I, an American visitor to Mexico, get away with calling Durazo “one of our own?”

Like many Americans, Mexico is my Country, No. 2. And, like many American baseball fans, Erubiel is my favorite player, No. 1.

“Go Ruby!”

 

 

I hope you were paying attention to your clock last New Year’s Day. At one minute and one second after 1 AM on January 1st, the numbers read 01:01:01, 0/1, 0/1, 0/1.

You say you missed it? Not to worry. You can catch it next time it happens, in, say, 1,000 years.

 

 

I received a letter from one of my three faithful readers, Toad, asking why there are two high tides in a 24-hour day.

I’m certainly glad he asked. I will now quote from an article in the Boston Globe:

“The key to understanding high tides is to realize that the force of gravity caused by an object decreases away from that object. Suppose you were floating near the moon, with your feet pointing toward it. The force of gravity on your feet would be a little stronger than on your head. You’d actually get stretched a little.

Earth’s rock and water, too, get stretched to different degrees, with parts closer to the moon being pulled more. On the side facing the moon and on the side facing away, the easily deformed water will be deeper than average, corresponding to where there is a high tide. As the Earth turns, the moon won’t move much and points on the Earth get to be both on the side close to the moon and on the side far away, giving two high tides.”

To Toad: Don’t be confused. I’ll allow you to use the answer I gave my 10 year old granddaughter when she asked me the same thing.

“Just cause.”

 

 

Jazz pianist Dave Brubeck was asked the difference between rock-and-roll and Jazz.

He answer. “Fifty-four chords.”

 

 

Persons, with more knowledge on the subject than I, use the word “cynical.”

My concern is for the well being of mesquite and palo verde trees in northern Mexico and southern Arizona which are being decimated by mistletoe.

And while we’re on the subject please explain to me in the scheme of things, “Whyfore mistletoe?”

This parasite attaches itself to the host and draws its nutrients from the host. The result? The host dies. And so does the mistletoe.

All I know is that numerous drives from Phoenix to Rocky Point (and return) are all but ruined by viewing the large dark clumps of mistletoe which are bringing down the spectacular mesquite and palo verde trees which adorn our Southwest scenery.

Somehow it doesn’t seem right.

 

 

Until he extends the circle of compassion to all living things, man will not himself find peace. Albert Schweitzer.

 

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HALE D. O’MALLEY

Thursday, November 29th, 2007

From time to time I’ve held Open House for First Mexican Investments here in Las Conchas. This is a wonderful way to meet new people who come from everywhere—Minnesota, California, Massachusetts, Ohio all in the past week; most from Phoenix or Tucson of course.

Bill and Gerry Sarver from Ashland, Wisconsin stopped in, that’s just 25 miles from my hometown of Bayfield where, at the big Homecoming this summer, I’m scheduled to speak on “The Bayfield That Was.” That talk will be short as I can only cover, from personal experience, the last eighty years. Come to think of it, I believe I qualify to speak on “The Las Conchas That Was” too, but just on the last thirty. I got Peñasco fever the first time I came here, in 1969, and have never recovered.

 

A few visitors have told me they read this column which of course pleases me very much. Nancy Lee and Adam Braik of Reedsport, Oregon read me, and so does Las Conchas resident Mike Milianta. Mike even remembered the column where I reported selling, some twenty years ago, Charley Gould’s beach lot for $6,000 and made a thousand since he’d asked only five. Always flattering to be recognized and I feel doubly paid.

 

We’d never dined at Plaza Las Glorias, it looked too frightenly fancy but I took Blades there for a Valentines Day dinner, and darned if the price wasn’t downright reasonable! I’d ordered a bouquet of roses and there it was, beautiful, but knowing this was a night for romance they’d tucked us in an alcove lit by one candle so I couldn’t see what I was eating. It was good though.

 

Our good Las Conchas neighbors Chuck and “Little Bit” Smith have sold their beautiful house and I’m told have moved to Sun City, a big step down it seems to me. Sun City’s nice but I’ve always said if I had a heart attack in Sun City I’d stumble to the nearest saloon and drop dead on the sawdust. My kind of people don’t belong in Sun City, it’s too neat and clean. Not a hair out of place.

 

I’ve just been shown some correspondence between two officers of our Las Conchas Board of Directors, two who apparently disagreed so heartily that they ended their last face-to-face conversation with one slamming the other against a car, maybe cracking a rib. Another board member had to step between them.

This seems to be the story of the human race—we get along fine with cats and dogs but can’t stand each other. I had the same experience some years ago when I was on the Board of our townhouse complex in Phoenix. Got in a hot argument with another member, threw my drink in his face, he took a swipe at me and the next minute we were rolling on the gravel and had to be pulled apart. And this on the day after my 72nd birthday!

The next morning I got a call from a lieutenant Shabloshky of the Phoenix Police Department. He asked a few questions, very decent about it, and when he finished I said “Well officer, now that I’m a certified thug what happens next?”

I remember his exact words: “I don’t want to be a smart aleck, Mr. O’Malley, but at your age I wouldn’t lose any sleep over it.”

It’s a wonderful world.

 

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