PAWPAW leaf tea, juice and salad are catching on. I almost let out the cat in today’s bag at 6:59a.m last Sunday when Mr. Abayomi Olugbemi, 55, a civil servant in Kogi State telephoned me to say he was an avid reader of this column, read the previous week’s hints on the use of pawpaw (papaya) leaf for detoxification and wished to know how to boil and use the tea extract. Had I told him that, this week, I planned to say something more about the medicinal values of pawpaw leaf, he would have thought he was clairvoyant or clairaudient. I suspect that common thoughts linked us. For when I called him at about 11:00a.m, about six hours later, his kettle was already on the stove, and he was about to make pawpaw leaf tea. I told him he could chew the leaf on empty stomach, juice and drink it, or eat it as salad with a meal. For that was what a group of us did the previous day’s afternoon in the office of Budget Travels, a friendly neighbour of my health food store.
Saturday February 4 was like any other day at Budget Travels office. The previous day, Friday, I arrived too early for work to the concern of almost every-one. Normally, I work from the health food store at home and arrive at that in the office between 2:00p.m and 3:00p.m. But, last Friday, Florence Akibom Fusi came visiting at home to pick up some bottles of Coconut oil and to give me a plantain head from her farm. It was a gift exchange for the many health ideas gifts she obtains from me, including, recently, the uses of sensitive (Touch Me Not) plant and pawpaw leaf juice. That same day, she unloaded a pile of pawpaw leaves which my son, Seun, dressed up and refrigerated. That Friday, we took some to the office, to be eaten with our lunch. Mrs Bukola Azeez, Chief executive officer of Budget Travels, decided to try out a cutting. The regular partakers had been Mr Dotun Akintoye, Mr Yahaya Saidu (a.k.a Alhaji and my goodself). Mrs Fusi was going to see her doctors at the Lagos University Teaching Hospital (LUTH) and had decided to stop over at my office which, until now, she had not visited. She was well received. But my acquaintances did not know she was the Miracle Woman I often wrote about or mentioned in my Kusa Green Pasture Herbs chat group, a talk forum for many long-standing readers of this column. Mrs Fusi is like the proverbial cat with many lives. For her nowadays, everyday has to be lived in thanksgiving to the Almighty Creator and Ruler of All the Worlds. She recognises her doctors and many friends as the tools, of His healing Rays or Power. These doctors are in two groups. The first attend to her outside LUTH and Facilitate her connection with various specialists at LUTH. In the first group are Dr. Abayomi Aiyesimoju, Dr. Fagbemi and Dr. Wale Ogunbadejo.
When she came back miraculously to life again about eight months ago, each one gave her a different first name…Miracle, Gratitude, Grace!
Behind her hospital medical scenes were many back-room workers. There was, and still is, Mrs Modupe Ogunwale. There was, and still is, Mrs Norma Ojo. She calls them “mothers”. There are her two daughters, Caroline, the elder, and Cella, the youngest of her three children. Caroline is struggling through a second Master’s degree in England and with finances to keep going with two pretty twin baby girls and a nanny for them. Despite the odds, she still finds the money to send to Lagos valuable nutritional supplements to address her mother’s condition. There is another young woman abroad who is worth mentioning. She is Chidima, a gynecologist. When she was a young girl in Nigeria and struggling, Mrs Fusi stood behind her like a rocky mother. When she learned that Mrs Fusi could do well on ZEOLITE, for detoxification and alkalisation, she researched literature on this wonderful natural detox agent and then purchased some for her.
I have digressed somewhat to talk about Mrs Fusi because (1) I met with her personally again last Friday for the first time in about eight months, including the months she was in hospital, watching many people die around her, although we spoke frequently on the telephones and (2) because she understands well now the importance of detoxification, the subject of this column today.
The day after Mrs Fusi’s visit, that is last Saturday, was a usual Saturday, except that it was the birthday of Mrs Bukola Azeez. She had hoped none of us would remember, and it would pass quickly and privately. I missed it on FACEBOOK notification. So did many of us, especially Mr Akintoye, who always wanted a “happening” on such landmark days. But Mr Seun Babalola did not forget. He came all the way from Lekki to Ilupeju and “broke the speaker”. In a twinkle, everything was happening. Seun bought me a can of unsweetened yoghurt because i was off alcohol which, in any case, Mr Akintoye prohibited on that day to the pleasure of Mrs Azeez, whose husband, like her, is a teetotler. Of the group, only Mrs Francisca Bello was absent. She had known of the birthday, and had wished to come. But Mrs Azeez was going to be out till late in the afternoon, so they agreed to meet last Monday, two days after. So, the train had to move in her absence after Mr Babalola spilled the beans.
It was a small but beautiful party. Mr Seun Kusa brought out the box of pawpaw leaves he had brought from home. Mrs Azeez testified that the one she ate the previous day moved her bowels so wonderfully she had to eat in urgency. Mr Akintoye had the same experience. His wife had to quickly fix a meal a few hours afterwards. That afternoon, I, too had to rush a meal prematurely. In the morning, I had had for breakfast whole pap from the whole grain powder of white corn, yellow corn and guinea corn to which soya bean powder was added pre-cooking. After serving, the gruel was joined by carrot powder and one tablespoonful of Blackstrap Molasses. Ordinarily, that should have taken me to mid evening when Banana and pawpaw snacks would have tied the day’s diet. But I must have eaten one whole pawpaw leaf either on empty stomach or to safeguard the consumption of a birthday cake from Spar with the icing top made from milk and butter. As I know, butter and milk are fatty and pawpaw is proteolytic enzymes of Papain, Lipase and Amylase will easily deal with them. So hungry did I become by about 5:00p.m that I had to ask Miss Rosemary Bassey, Secretary of Budget Travels, to find me a meal urgently. She returned soon after with fufu, a dense carbonhydrate food made from cassava tuber. I hardly ate it because of its denseness and because it may come smelly and slimy, evidence of microbial degradation, perhaps the handiwork of fungi or mold and, therefore, aflatoxin loaded. To worsen matters, the fufu was wrapped with cellophane which should have impacted it with zenoestrogen and other petroleum residues. But I was hungry, gulped half of it down with vegetable soup and ate more pawpaw leaves, afraid, though, not to overdo it, as this leaf is reported to stimulate the production of blood platelet cells.
One lesson we all learned was that pawpaw leaf was a blood sugar burner and, most likely, good for diabetes like orange peel.
After the publication last week (Aflatoxin in Nigerian Foods, Cancer, Hiv…Antidotes), I received enquires regarding the possibility that cooking will destroy aflatoxins. My response was that this is wishful thinking. Prolonged exposure to aflatoxin-loaded foods such as beans, peanuts, dried fish, palm oil, yam, maize etc damages DNA of cells, cause their mutation, impaired function or loss of function and even cancer.
Aflatoxin targets in particular the p53 gene of the human cell. This gene is the regulator of a cell’s growth, suppressor of tumours and the suicide trigger of a cell. If a cell is stepping out of tune from the rest of the body, the p53 gene is naturally equipped to make the cell commit suicide, a process scientists call apoptosis. In 1993, the p53 gene was named Molecule of the Year by science magazine. Different kinds of carcinogens (cancer-causing substances) target different “hot spots” in the p53 human cell gene.
Dr. Thomas Kensler, Ph.D., professor at John Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health, says in www.dnalc.org:
“I believe the importance of aflatoxin and the causation of liver cancer results from a life long series of exposure. Intermittent sort of random exposures are not likely to sort of tip the balance and create the cancer cells; our defence mechanisms are pretty good for those very low levels and intermittent levels of exposure. But there is a chronic long-term exposure through the diet in many of these high-risk areas. In turn, that means we need a chronic long-term commitment to a preventive intervention. We need an intervention that people could take everyday or at least several times a week, but not just for weeks to make the problem go away, but for the rest of their lives. For as long as the aflatoxin exposure is there, the need for counter manding or intervention approach is also very importan.”
This was the question Mr. Abayomi Olugbemi asked me on Sunday morning during his telephone call from Kogi State.
He was alluding to the column of last week in which studies were reported which found that as much as 40percent of Nigerian foods sold in the markets were aflatoxin poisoned, and a possible cause of why cancer of the liver and other cancers were now prevalent in the country, especially among young people. Mr Olugbemi thought we should be talking now about how to engage aflatoxin everyday in the diet. I replied that was the thesis of last week’s column titled AFLATOXINS IN NIGERIAN FOODS, CANCER, HIV…ANTIDOTES, which has been posted on www.olufemikusa.com.
We live in a poisoned world from which we cannot flee, I said, and only detoxification can help to prolong our lives and make us free of pain and disease, as already demonstrated in the chicken heart tissue experiment which made chicken heart tissue live for about 34years against lifespan of five. (You will find in www.olufemikusa.com previous articles on this subject which address detoxification of the human body).
In their pH Miracle, Dr. Robert O. Young and Redford young lead us back to the “New Biology of Health” which suggests that there is nothing we can do about fungi, mold and aflatoxin except we co-operative with Nature. The story of the New Biology of Health goes like this…
…inside every living cell, man, animal or plant, there is a microorganism called the microzyma. It is inactive for as long as the cell is alkaline. If it is acidic, microzyma becomes active, and its job in Nature is to decompose the cell to its building blocks. That is what makes cells decay or rot. Acidity and alkalinity are measured on a 0-14pH scale in which 0-6.9 is acidic, 7 is neutral and 7.1 to 14 is alkaline. The cells are pain and disease free at about 7.4, it is said.Cooked food is acidic. Raw food is alkaline. Processed foods such as milk and white sugar foods are grossly acidic, sometimes at 3.5PH. When the cell is acidic, microzyma devolves into bacteria. Antibiotics will kill the bacteria, alright. But more bacteria will resurface as the antibiotics make the cell more toxic and acidic. As the cells become more acidic, the bacteria devolves into strains more resistant to antibiotics. When higher antibiotic dosages are deployed, or when stronger and new antibiotics are employed, the bacteria devolve into viruses or fungi and terrible strains of mold. At this stage, the decomposition of the cell, such as that of pawpaw or tomato or breast cancer, is in full gear.
…In test tube experiments, Dr. Young showed that mold can evolve into fungi, virus and bacteria and then into microzyma as the acidic environment in which the experiment is carried out is altered to alkalinity. This suggests that, in disease conditions, respite may come if the body is detoxified and its pH made alkaline.
Dr. Young and Shelley Redford, Young say:
“Acid imbalance is perfectly natural when we are dead. The chaos of acid imbalance and microform overgrowth is an entirely natural and orderly process when life is ending. The body automatically becomes acidic upon death. Once a body stops breathing, oxygen levels of course decrease, creating the anaerobic (“without oxygen”) environment microforms thrive in (in addition to the acid they love). Then these little buggers get down to work. Their one big job is that they are principal “undertakers” when we die. Those mycotoxins are designed to decompose our dead bodies. The microforms and their toxins are here to reduce us into our simplest component parts-back to microzymas. Biologists call it the carbon cycle. It is the literary meaning of “ashes to ashes and dust to dust”. In less technical or poetic language; they are what make our corpses rot. With microform overgrowth in overly acidic living bodies, that process is set in motion prematurely. Yeast and fungus start their takeover while we are still living. We are basically rotting inside. Fermenting. Molding. Take your pick! Keep in mind however that there is nothing inherently bad about microforms themselves. If anything, they are actually good.
From the account of the Youngs, every-one with a coated tongue or women who suffer from vaginal candidiasis or people who belch or fart are dying instalmentally without knowing they are, because these are symptoms of Candida activity going on inside them.
I am all apologies I cannot address today the roles pawpaw leaf can play or does play in helping us to not only alkalize our bodies, but to also bring down the microbial load and save us from decomposition while we are still alive.