Showing posts with label Health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Health. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Betrayed

Trey Smith


In a little less than 2 weeks, I will make a trip to Seattle to see a Rheumatologist. A recent blood test showed that I have a sky high sed rate and my RH factor also is very high. Add to this the shape of my hands and I will be absolutely shocked if I am not diagnosed with Psoriatic Arthritis or Rheumatoid Arthritis.

So, what is it about my hands? Over the past year I have developed a number of nodes on the knuckles of both hands. I also have 2 or 3 nodes in areas just above my wrists. Both of my index fingers are turning inward toward the other fingers -- my right index finger has almost turned 90 degrees. Needless to say, both of my hands hurt a lot, particularly the left one. I have taken to wearing my arthritic gloves 24/7.

And it's not just a hand problem either. I'm having the same sorts of problems with both of my feet: nodes in my knuckles and big toes that are becoming misshapen.

Ah, just another way my body seems to have betrayed me!

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

What the Doctor Ordered

Trey Smith


For years, doctors have told me that, if I only would walk more often, I would be surprised how much better my ailing left hip will feel. Well, since moving to Ocean Shores, I have been walking far more than I have since my 20s. Most days, Jaz and I go out for a 20 - 40 minute walk twice per day. We walk on the beach. We tromp through the dunes near the beach. Intermittently, we go to one of the three state parks nearby and walk through the forests just off of the dunes and beach.

While I think these walks are good for my overall health -- certainly benefits my cardiovascular system -- I can't say that my hip feels significantly better. It still hurts at about the same rate as before. In fact, there are many days in which the act of walking is a struggle in and of itself. I often must lift my left leg with my hands and arms to get it back into the car once the walk is done. And I still lay in bed at night trying to get to sleep with throbbing pain in my hip and knee.

But hey, it is what it is. It is better to walk with pain than not to be able to walk at all. And so, every morning I get up to take Jaz out and...we walk.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

How "Thinness" Leads to Obesity

Trey Smith


It has been noted by many that the US has a weight problem. Simply put, a significant number of Americans are fat! This unhealthy situation knows no bounds. It affects rich and poor, male and female, young and old. While obesity crosses many categorical demarcations, it remains true that it touches the poor more than any other group.

On the surface, it sounds like a contradiction in terms. Obesity -- which often erroneously is equated with little more than overeating -- would seem to be the kind of issue at the opposite end of the spectrum for those who struggle to find enough to eat. When we think of the malnourished in the developing world, the pictures we see are of individuals who look like matchsticks! In the US, however, the malnourished often are grossly overweight.

How can this be?

It ends up working out this way in America because of the simple fact that good food is far more expensive than worthless crap. If you are financially poor -- I write from experience -- purchasing organic produce on a regular basis is out of the question. In fact, buying fresh produce of any kind -- including the majority which has been bombarded with all sorts of noxious pesticides -- is vastly more expensive than buying starchy and salt- and/or sugar-laden processed food devoid of much nutritional value.

To make matters worse, while a record number of Americans have signed up for Food Stamps, the program itself has been cut significantly -- you might say said program has been thinned. And so, with less food assistance, even conscientious consumers like Della and I (as of Jan. 1, our monthly Food Stamp allotment will drop to $158/month -- less than $40 per week for 2 adults) are being forced to purchase less nutritious foodstuffs than we would like.

It really comes down to pushing back against hunger. If we were to continue to purchase as much produce as before, we would end up missing a lot of meals each month. The rate things are going, I may turn into the vegetarian who eats few fresh vegetables!

Thursday, October 24, 2013

The Silent Enemy

Trey Smith

We have previously discussed how Congress and the White House continues to spend hundreds of billions on foreign wars without pause but have failed to address an emerging global threat to humanity: antibiotic-resistant strains of bacteria. It is part of the lunacy that governs this nation. We spend wildly on wars while largely ignoring a threat that could endanger the entire population. Recently, Thomas Frieden, director of the Center of Disease Control and Prevention, put it in the starkest terms to try to get someone to pay attention. Indeed, Margaret Chan, director general of the World Health Organization, has warned that we are moving into a “post-antibiotic era.” That means “an end to modern medicine as we know it. Things as common as strep throat or a child’s scratched knee could once again kill.”

The CDC has been presenting data on the rise of bacteria resistance to carbapenems, the most powerful antibiotics that represent our final line of defense. CDC is reporting the appearance of the bacteria now in every state and what it describes as the realization of the “nightmare” scenario for the medical field. Frieden puts the estimate now at over 2 million Americans with infections each year that are resistant to antibiotics. Of those, at least 23,000 people die as a result. To get perspective, we have been waging wars for over ten years at a cost of over a trillion dollars after 3000 were killed by Islamic fanatics. Almost ten times that number are dying each year from this crisis and we are looking at an exponential increase. Yet, few members of Congress have even mentioned this threat or the need for a “war on resistant bacteria.” It just doesn’t get you the same popularity and votes as demanding more defense appropriations. While money has been gradually increased in recent years, it is still a fraction of our appropriations given to pork projects and war efforts.
~ from The End Of Modern Medicine: CDC Reports Millions Faced With Drug-Resistant Bacteria And Rising Death Toll As Washington Ignores The Emerging Crisis by Jonathan Turley ~
You want to know one of the primary reasons WHY there are antibiotic-resistant strains of bacteria? It is because we overuse antibiotics! Instead of only using them when needed, the marketplace is flooded with them.

The meat industry is largely to blame. Cows, chickens and pigs that are destined to be served on American dinner tables are force-fed antibiotics. That keeps them healthy enough -- often in unsanitary conditions -- to pass inspection and to become the meat that you meat-eaters eat! Meat producers follow this strategy because (surprise, surprise) it cuts costs and increases profits.

Health advocates have been warning for years that this doomed strategy would lead us to where we find ourselves today, but the powers that be didn't care. As long as those short-term profits kept rolling in, our political leaders and the corporate meat industry was more than willing to turn a blind eye. And now, it doesn't matter if you are a meat-eater or not; this vexing problem can strike A-N-Y-O-N-E at any time. Even worse, there's not a whole helluva lot you can do about it!

Fido Getting Jerked Around

Trey Smith


There is a recent report that 580 pet dogs and cats in the US have died after eating jerky-type treats. The FDA suspects that these treats have been imported from China, but they can't be sure. Why can't they be sure?
Manufacturers of pet foods are not required to state the country of origin for each ingredient in their products.
We see the big food conglomerates fighting labeling of GMOs for human consumption. We've seen them also fight having to list the country of origin for products used by humans. And why do they fight such initiatives tooth-and-nail? Because they don't want us to know the crap they put in the products we buy!!

Wholesome, healthy and safe ingredients can cut into a corporation's profit margin. Since profits are god, we certainly can't have that! So, in order to keep prices within reach of middle America, companies search for and utilize a variety of questionable ingredients and this "stuff" helps to maintain a company's market share and profits.

Now we know that it is not only we humans who ingest substandard food; our pets also are made sick or less healthy by the commercial crud we feed them.

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Three Cheers For Alcohol!

Trey Smith


Investigative reporting ain't what it use to be. Today's mainstream media tends to go for the sensational story that often ends up being more misleading than helpful. Here's an example of what I'm referring to: Is Hand Sanitizer Toxic?.
You squirt it on your hands as you catch the office elevator for lunch, and then again on your way home. You have bottles in your bathroom and kitchen, too -- and you use them often.

You think (hope?) that your hand-sanitizer habit is protecting you from colds and flu and gross bugaboos like E. coli. But even if it isn't, it's harmless. Right?

The rumor: Hand sanitizer is not only ineffective, it's toxic

Word on the street has it that despite how clean your hands feel after using a hand sanitizer, they're actually still dirty -- and using sanitizers might actually lower your resistance to disease. Is it true?!

The verdict: Soap and water beats sanitizers hands-down

When it comes to safety and effectiveness, the main concern with hand sanitizers is triclosan, which is the main antibacterial ingredient in nonalcoholic hand sanitizers.

"There's no good evidence that triclosan-containing products have a benefit," says Allison Aiello, associate professor of epidemiology at the University of Michigan. In Europe and the United States, hospitals won't even use them, she notes; it's thought that they don't reduce infections or illness.
So, what's the problem here? The two leading brands of hand sanitizer in the US -- Purell and Germ-X -- are alcohol-based and do not contain triclosan. The issue, it would seem, concerns generic and knockoff products (ones you might find in a discount store). This point is not emphasized in the story at all.

As it turns out, alcohol-based hand sanitizers ARE effective at killing germs. This is what is used in hospitals across the country. But the average consumer who reads or hears this dire-sounding report most likely will come away with the idea that all hand sanitizers are potentially dangerous. In a world bombarded with bacteria and viruses, that incorrect message could lead to more illness, not less.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Far Worse Than a Headache

Trey Smith

The U.S. Food and Drug Administration has long been aware of studies showing the risks of acetaminophen – in particular, that the margin between the amount that helps and the amount that can cause serious harm is smaller than for other pain relievers. So, too, has McNeil Consumer Healthcare, the unit of Johnson & Johnson that has built Tylenol into a billion-dollar brand and the leader in acetaminophen sales.

Yet federal regulators have delayed or failed to adopt measures designed to reduce deaths and injuries from acetaminophen overdose, which the agency calls a “persistent, important public health problem.”

The FDA has repeatedly deferred decisions on consumer protections even when they were endorsed by the agency’s own advisory committees, records show.

In 1977, an expert panel convened by the FDA issued urgently worded advice, saying it was “obligatory” to put a warning on the drug’s label that it could cause “severe liver damage.” After much debate, the FDA added the warning 32 years later.
~ from Use Only As Directed by Jeff Gerth and T. Christian Miller ~
The snippet above is from Part 2 of a 3-part series. It makes for interesting, albeit disturbing, reading. While I was aware of the potential damage that acetaminophen may inflict on the liver, I still was surprised by the number of annual deaths. You would think that either the manufacturer or the government would do something substantive to try to minimize the problem!

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A lot of the people I know pop pills without thinking much about it. Trouble with a headache or a nagging backache? Take some aspirin, acetaminophen or ibuprofen. Suggest that such over-the-counter drugs may cause more harm than good and a lot of people will scoff at you.

I am on the opposite end of the spectrum. A lot of people think I'm a masochist because I won't take any pain meds unless I am basically in agony and even then I sometimes forgo them. Why? Experience!

When I was in my early teens and experiencing a lot of trouble with navigating the social environment, my parents sent me to a shrink. Rather than investigate as to whether or not I might, possibly, be autistic (?), Dr. Shrink merely prescribed some tranquilizers for me. They didn't work as intended as they hyped me up even more than I already was! We tried several different varieties and none of them did the trick. While none of these prescriptions lessened my anxiety to the sought after levels, each one caused side effects that I was none too pleased with. At some point, I told everyone concerned that I wasn't going to take any more of those damned pills and I damn well didn't.

Also, at about this time, I really started to suffer greatly from pain associated with my diseased left hip. My doctor grandfather prescribed a series of pain relievers. While some were more effective than others, I again suffered from the side effects. My most common complaint was that they made my irritable bowel syndrome even more irritable than usual.

These two situations taught me a valuable lesson. Why take a drug that addresses one problem while creating another? While I certainly don't enjoy dealing with anxiety and pain, I'd rather deal with the devil I know than to deal with one I'm not accustomed to. In addition, as someone who researches the drugs doctors attempt to prescribe for me, I am well aware that many -- particularly pain relievers -- can be hard on a person's liver. Why take the chance of compromising this needed organ for a brief respite from pain?

If a person's liver fails, that will hurt a lot more than an aching hip...and possibly kill you in the process!

Monday, August 12, 2013

Dry As a Friacking Bone

Trey Smith

Beverly McGuire saw the warning signs before the town well went dry: sand in the toilet bowl, the sputter of air in the tap, a pump working overtime to no effect. But it still did not prepare her for the night last month when she turned on the tap and discovered the tiny town where she had made her home for 35 years was out of water.

"The day that we ran out of water I turned on my faucet and nothing was there and at that moment I knew the whole of Barnhart was down the tubes," she said, blinking back tears. "I went: 'dear God help us. That was the first thought that came to mind."

Across the south-west, residents of small communities like Barnhart are confronting the reality that something as basic as running water, as unthinking as turning on a tap, can no longer be taken for granted.

Three years of drought, decades of overuse and now the oil industry's outsize demands on water for fracking are running down reservoirs and underground aquifers. And climate change is making things worse.

In Texas alone, about 30 communities could run out of water by the end of the year, according to the Texas Commission on Environmental Quality.

Nearly 15 million people are living under some form of water rationing, barred from freely sprinkling their lawns or refilling their swimming pools. In Barnhart's case, the well appears to have run dry because the water was being extracted for shale gas fracking.
~ from A Texan Tragedy: Ample Oil, No Water by Suzanne Goldenberg ~
Gee, as if there aren't enough reasons already to oppose fracking!!!

Monday, July 22, 2013

Time Marches Slowly

Trey Smith


When something stands on your horizon that you aren't looking forward to or you dread, time seems to race by. However, when you're anxious to hear a piece of good news, time seems to march by ever...so...s-l-o-w-l-y.

It's not that time shifts its definition depending on the situation or circumstance; it's just that we perceive time differently.

Take, for example, my brother. He's been unemployed for quite some time. He interviewed for a position recently and was told that he would be notified of the decision -- yea or nay -- in one or two days tops. Well, two days passed and no word. On the third or fourth day, my brother called the potential employer. Oh, sorry, the fellow told him. It turns out there were another two candidates that needed to be interviewed, but the decision definitely would come in the next day or two.

It didn't. So, Sean has had to agonized for the better part of two weeks. As he mentioned to me the other day, time seems to be oozing at the speed of the thickest molasses!

Della and I know how he feels. We interviewed for a subsidized apartment in Westport at the end of May. Since our names are at the top of the list, it supposedly was only going to take a week or two to finalize the lease. Yet, here we are entering the latter days of July and nothing has been finalized yet. We think we should be able to get things wrapped up this week, but we thought the same thing last week, the week before and the week before that. We have yet to be told by anyone why this supposedly quick process has dragged on for weeks. All we hear is "be patient" and things will sort themselves out.

We did receive some good news at the end of last week. Della had applied for disability and Medicaid during the first week of April. Though we had to wait four agonizing months for a decision, we learned last week that both applications have been approved. It means $356 more each month and, just as important, Della can finally receive the follow-up care for her condition.

That said, until we know where we will be moving to, it makes it kind of difficult to schedule doctor's appointments. We don't want her to start receiving care from one specialist and then, if she needs to switch her primary care physician, be referred to a different specialist to begin the process all over again.

So we wait as time marches ever...so...s-l-o-w-l-y.

Friday, July 19, 2013

The Last Day

Trey Smith


This past Monday was supposed to be the last day. It was supposed to signify the end of a six month period of civic-minded volunteering. It was supposed to be a day filled with of a mixture of sadness, happiness and relief.

But Monday was none of these things. It was just a day.

You see, back in January, we thought that Monday (July 15) would be Della's last day of service at the Head Start Center in White Salmon. It would mark the end of 6 months apart and, if she had lined up another AmeriCorps opportunity, the beginning of a new shared adventure together.

Unbeknownst to us in January, the pivotal day would not be July 15; it would be March 26. That is the day Della was admitted to the hospital with acute respiratory failure. By April 1, everything had changed. July 15 no longer held any unique significance.

This is but one example in a sea of examples. Every human life experiences changes of these sorts. Our expectations line up one way and life goes off in another. When this happens -- it happens frequently -- a person has one of three choices.
  1. You can try to force reality to meet your expectations, though this strategy rarely proves successful;
  2. You can lament the change and get all tied up in knots blaming kismet, karma, fate or dumb luck; or
  3. You can accept the change for what it is and move on from there.
Basically, we have opted for choice #3 with some brief glances at choice #2!  

We certainly aren't where we thought we would be this week, but we are where we are.  In the end, wherever you are at any given moment is where you must start before taking your next step.

Monday, July 1, 2013

World in a Barrel

Trey Smith


About a decade or so ago, I experienced a circumstance that I fervently hoped I would never have to experience again. For nearly 6 months, I couldn't hear very well out of my right ear. It is not that I experienced deafness; it was more like the world had been dropped into a deep barrel and I was standing several feet away from the cylinder!

It all started one June with a bad cold. I am one of those individuals who doesn't merely sneeze politely -- my sneezes tend to be sudden and violent. One of the dangers of constant violent sneezes is that one or the other of the Eustachian tubes adjacent to the ears will become clogged and the unfortunate soul will be unable to get the ears to pop (i.e., equalize the air pressure). That's what happened to me and it took nearly 6 months for the problem to rectify itself.

And here I am again in a very familiar situation. As with the first episode, my right ear has clogged as the result of a June cold. I have tried and tried to get it to pop to no avail. I went to the doctor last week and he prescribed a steroidal nose spray and a decongestant. Neither of these medicines will directly address the problem because...well...it is almost impossible to gain access to this small part of the body. So, you try to alleviate the congestion in the sinus cavity in the hope that it will relieve some of the pressure on the Eustachian tube.

Mind you, my sinuses aren't that congested and the area around my ear doesn't hurt. There simply is a lot of pressure behind my eardrum and this pressure, of course, interferes with the mechanism of the eardrum.   What this means is that the hearing in my right ear is very muffled plus I must deal with tinnitus (ringing noises in the ears). In addition, I am plagued by waves of vertigo. On the positive side, I probably will lose a few pounds since vertigo has a tendency to make one's stomach queasy and my gut certainly has been feeling queasy.

But the worst part of my current ordeal is that I know from past experience that it is likely that this annoying problem will not go away anytime soon. This is not to say that my current experience will match my former experience precisely -- it's more than my previous experience INFORMS my current one. I understand the physiology far better and I know that such things generally take a good long time to remedy themselves.

As much as I find my current situation distasteful, it is what it is. My wanting the circumstances to be different will not magically make them different. So, I'm just going to have to muddle through as best I can. The same can be said for much of our lives.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Mao, Stalin and Bicycle Nazis

Trey Smith

Wall Street Journal editorial-board member Dorothy Rabinowitz is the object of deserved mockery this week after arguing that New York City's new bike share program is evidence of an "autocratic" mayor with a "totalitarian" mindset who has "begrimed" the best neighborhoods in the city.

If only she weren't representative of a larger trend.

There is no one in America who objects more consistently than me to Mayor Michael Bloomberg's initiatives: This is a man who favors stop-and-frisk, racially profiling and spying on innocent Muslims, restricting the size of soda New Yorkers can buy, salt limits, a trans-fat ban, and a pervasive surveillance state. Left up to me, no one like Bloomberg would ever exercise political power. My disdain for his paternalism and disregard for civil liberties is what inclines me to defend his bike initiative. It is the least "totalitarian" major initiative that Bloomberg has undertaken, yet is denounced with some of the strongest language. If the critics were merely expressing their personal displeasure at the prospect of cities better suited to bike travel (or doubts about the efficacy of a particular policy aimed at making cities more bike friendly) that would be fine. Instead they co-opt the language of freedom and oppression, as if orienting cities toward automobiles is natural and libertarian, while bike shares and bike lanes are harbingers of tyranny.

That is vapid, paranoid, philosophically incoherent nonsense. By frivolously trafficking in it, I fear that Rabinowitz and friends will diminish all warnings about liberty and government overreach. Even the boy who cried wolf was invoking the specter of an actually frightening creature.

Rabinowitz is crying bicycle.
~ from The Paranoid Style in Bicycle Politics: A Bicoastal Freak-Out by Conor Friedersdorf ~
Ah yes, the "totalitarianism" of bicycle riding! Mao, Stalin and Hitler too are shaking their fists from the grave.

I have news for people. Cars and highways aren't mentioned in the Holy Bible. None of us has been blessed with a God-given right to pollute our planet at will.

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In a nation plagued by obesity, it seems sort of natural that fat asses would object to any strategy that encourages physical activity! Too many of the powers that be like having a fat and lazy electorate. They want us to eat and drive, not exercise and think. Do too much of the latter and, maybe, we might get wise to the games they are playing with our lives.

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I know first hand of the all too common reticence of the establishment to promoting the use of bicycles as an alternate form of transportation. During my first year in South Bend, I tried to interest our Mayor and City Council on working to gain for South Bend recognition as a "Bicycle Friendly" community. We needed to take a few steps and it wouldn't have cost that much money, but these people reacted as if I had suggested that we paint all public property purple!

Monday, June 3, 2013

Lack of Zs

Trey Smith


Each of us possesses our own set of unique traits and quirks. One of mine is that, when sick with a bacterial or viral infection, I don't sleep. This appears to be opposite of most other people I know. When most of my family members or friends come down with something, they come home and go to bed. I may be IN bed, but sleep evades me.

As I have noted in my few posts of the last 2 or 3 days, I have come down with a virus that is making the rounds in South Bend. From Friday night through Sunday afternoon, I may have slept a total of 3 or 4 hours. That's it! This lack of sleep makes it difficult for me to concentrate on much of anything because I feel punch drunk. I just sort of sit around in a haze as the world moves around me.

But here is what I find the most interesting. Due to a lack of adequate sleep, one might think that I have a difficult time getting over an illness. When fighting off an infection, one of the requisite things our bodies need is adequate sleep. And yet, I tend to get over illnesses faster than most people. It doesn't make a lick of sense!

In talking to folks around town, I've learned that most people have been down for nearly an entire week with this virus. The general symptoms of head and chest congestion, sneezing, coughing and feeling generally rundown lasts for 7 - 10 days. Me? I felt altogether crappy for 2 days. My head and chest are already clearing out and, except for the fact I'm exhausted for lack of sleep, I am already feeling much better and I will probably be back in the saddle again today or, maybe, tomorrow.

I'd write more, but I need a nap!