Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 05, 2021

Taking precautions

 For the record, Covid vaccinations:

  • Pfizer EL9262 01/26/21 at FCHD
  • Pfizer EN6200 o2/17/21 at FCHD
  • Pfizer FF2589 10/14/21 at CVS

Also, 

  • Shingrix 9/29/21  first of two shingles shots
  • Flu shot 9/21/21

Still to come,

  • a second shingles shot
  • pneumonia vaccine

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Vaccination

I've been trying to figure out when I got my pneumonia and shingles vaccinations.  I just came across a record of the shingles shot: "1/6/2012, Dr. Ingrid Chung, Zoster Vaccine Live."  I still don't know when I got the pneumonia shot, but I think it was about a year and a half earlier, say June of 2010.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

120 over 74 ??!!

This darned BP machine must be kablooey. My blood pressure hasn't been that low since . . . EVER!

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Getting and spending

  • Our Dell laptop's battery will no longer hold a charge for more than about 10 minutes.  Dell wants $135 for a new one, which is too rich for my blood.  I decided to try one I found on Buy.com that only cost $33.  It arrived yesterday.  As I was installing it, I had some concern that it wouldn't fit or that the computer would refuse to charge it because it's not a Dell product or that it wouldn't hold a charge.  So far, however, it's working perfectly!
  • I've got a cold, so I bought some Mucinex on Sunday.  I had it in my mind that the last couple times I've had colds, Mucinex "D" had helped me a lot, but all I saw on the shelf at the drug store was Mucinex "DM," so I thought I must be remembering incorrectly.  "DM" hasn't been helping me much, so last night my wonderful nurse went shopping for me.  She didn't find "D" on the shelf either, but she asked at the pharmacy counter and found it there; I guess it's a controlled substance of some kind, because she had to sign for it.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Health report

About 2 months ago, I hurt my back moving the heaviest @#$^$#%! refrigerator God ever created up a short flight of steep, narrow concrete steps with an inadequate hand truck and not enough muscle on the other end. Well, I guess there wasn't enough muscle on my end, either. Anyway, the sciatica pain arrived the next day and gradually got worse over the next 5 or 6 weeks. At it's worst, it wasn't anywhere near as bad as the sciatica I had 25 years ago, when I came within an ace of having surgery, but it sure was uncomfortable. My doctor didn't have much to suggest to me: "Give it time, take Advil, maybe some physical therapy." My wonderful wife was more helpful: "Call Clara." As in Clara Yi, acupuncturist extraordinaire. Yeah, acupuncture. Maybe it's all mind games or placebo effects or voodoo. I don't know and I don't care. All I know is that my leg and my backside don't hurt any more. Yeay, Clara!

Anybody out there dealing with physical issues that don't respond to traditional medical remedies? Anybody want me to ask Clara to recommend an acupuncturist in your area?

Friday, October 15, 2010

When is a high risk not a high risk?

A few days ago RBC had a post about vampire numbers -- statistics that don't have any good basis in reality but that are impossible to kill. You know, like 8 glasses of water a day.

One of my favorite vampire numbers is "A woman has a 1 in 9 chance of getting breast cancer during her lifetime." (Recently I heard "1 in 8.")

It's absolute baloney. Even a spokeswoman for the American Cancer Society, which touts the "statistic" at every opportunity, admits that it is "more of a metaphor than a hard number."

Um, er, . . ., no, lady. "A might fortress is our God" is a metaphor. "1 in 9" is, indeed, a hard number. And it's a lie.

What "1 in 9" really means -- if it means anything -- is something like this: Suppose a baby girl is born. If she is to live 110 years, she has a 1 in 9 chance of contracting breast cancer at some time. (Not die of breast cancer, mind you: Worldwide, apparently, about two-thirds of breast-cancer victims survive.)

Needless to say, most women (and men too, unfortunately) find lots of other ways to end their lives -- heart attacks, strokes, traffic accidents, other forms of cancer, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera -- long, long, long before reaching 110.

To be clear:

Obviously, breast cancer is awful, awful, awful.

Awful.

My only point is that "1 in 9" is a dopey statistic. The idea that 1 woman in 9 will get breast cancer is just silly. At age 40, a woman's risk of breast cancer is something like 1 in 1,000; at age 60, her risk would be about 1 in 500.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Give the devil his due

This, from "The Reality-Based Community," a blog with undeniable progressive credentials:
I give primary credit to President George W. Bush for helping end the culture war about HIV/AIDS. After a decade of hand painted “Thank God for AIDS” signs, President Bush showed how true Christians react to human suffering by creating PEPFAR [the President's Emergency Plan for AIDS Relief]. This remains the largest effort by any country in history to fight a single disease, and two of my Stanford colleagues recently calculated that it has already saved over a million lives. In one stroke, President Bush created humane policy and shattered the meme that there was something Christian about attacking people with AIDS.
Bravo, W!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Letting go

That's the title of a wonderful essay by Atul Gawande in a recent New Yorker. Articles like this are the reason I subscribe. It's available on-line (but who knows for how long?) at http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2010/08/02/100802fa_fact_gawande

A few quotes:
The soaring cost of health care is the greatest threat to the country’s long-term solvency, and the terminally ill account for a lot of it. Twenty-five per cent of all Medicare spending is for the five per cent of patients who are in their final year of life, and most of that money goes for care in their last couple of months which is of little apparent benefit.
Recently, while seeing a patient in an intensive-care unit at my hospital, I stopped to talk with the critical-care physician on duty, someone I’d known since college. “I’m running a warehouse for the dying,” she said bleakly. Out of the ten patients in her unit, she said, only two were likely to leave the hospital for any length of time. More typical was an almost eighty-year-old woman at the end of her life, with irreversible congestive heart failure, who was in the I.C.U. for the second time in three weeks, drugged to oblivion and tubed in most natural orifices and a few artificial ones. Or the seventy-year-old with a cancer that had metastasized to her lungs and bone, and a fungal pneumonia that arises only in the final phase of the illness. She had chosen to forgo treatment, but her oncologist pushed her to change her mind, and she was put on a ventilator and antibiotics. Another woman, in her eighties, with end-stage respiratory and kidney failure, had been in the unit for two weeks. Her husband had died after a long illness, with a feeding tube and a tracheotomy, and she had mentioned that she didn’t want to die that way. But her children couldn’t let her go, and asked to proceed with the placement of various devices: a permanent tracheotomy, a feeding tube, and a dialysis catheter. So now she just lay there tethered to her pumps, drifting in and out of consciousness.
And, at the risk of violating the author's copyright, one more:
I confessed that I was confused by what Creed [, who is a hospice nurse,] was doing. A lot of it seemed to be about extending [her patient]’s life. Wasn’t the goal of hospice to let nature take its course?

“That’s not the goal,” Creed said. The difference between standard medical care and hospice is not the difference between treating and doing nothing, she explained. The difference was in your priorities. In ordinary medicine, the goal is to extend life. We’ll sacrifice the quality of your existence now—by performing surgery, providing chemotherapy, putting you in intensive care—for the chance of gaining time later. Hospice deploys nurses, doctors, and social workers to help people with a fatal illness have the fullest possible lives right now. That means focussing on objectives like freedom from pain and discomfort, or maintaining mental awareness for as long as possible, or getting out with family once in a while. Hospice and palliative-care specialists aren’t much concerned about whether that makes people’s lives longer or shorter.

Like many people, I had believed that hospice care hastens death, because patients forgo hospital treatments and are allowed high-dose narcotics to combat pain. But studies suggest otherwise. In one, researchers followed 4,493 Medicare patients with either terminal cancer or congestive heart failure. They found no difference in survival time between hospice and non-hospice patients with breast cancer, prostate cancer, and colon cancer. Curiously, hospice care seemed to extend survival for some patients; those with pancreatic cancer gained an average of three weeks, those with lung cancer gained six weeks, and those with congestive heart failure gained three months.

Read the whole thing!

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Placebos

Studies show that between 30 and 40 percent of patients report feeling better after taking dummy pills for conditions ranging from depression to high blood pressure to Parkinson’s. Even sham surgery can work marvels. In a recent study, doctors at Houston’s Veterans Affairs Medical Center performed arthroscopic knee surgery on one group of patients with arthritis, scraping and rinsing their knee joints. On another group, the doctors made small cuts in the patients’ knees to mimic the incisions of a real operation and then bandaged them up. The pain relief reported by the two groups was identical.

Monday, January 04, 2010

For the record

Elwood P. Dowd had a lesion removed from his scalp on 12/2/09. The biopsy results (12/15/09) said that the growth was a "very early evolving squamous cell carcinoma" arising in an area of Actinic Keratosis; the growth did not extend deeper than the first layer of skin.

Update: On April 21 I had another spot removed, this time from my left ear. The biopsy results (4/27/10) were identical: a "very early evolving squamous cell carcinoma" arising in an area of Actinic Keratosis; the growth did not extend deeper than the first layer of skin. This time she added that it was very superficial and "in situ."

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Checklists

A checklist for surgical teams that includes steps as basic as having the doctors and nurses introduce themselves can significantly lower the number of deaths and complications, researchers reported Wednesday.

'Surgical complications are a considerable cause of death and disability around the world,' the researchers wrote in the online edition of The New England Journal of Medicine. 'They are devastating to patients, costly to health care systems and often preventable.'

But a year after surgical teams at eight hospitals adopted a 19-item checklist, the average patient death rate fell more than 40 percent and the rate of complications fell by about a third, the researchers reported.

"Checklist Reduces Deaths in Surgery,"

New York Times

. . . the average patient death rate fell more than 40 percent and the rate of complications fell by about a third . . . ??!!

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Hospitals

Studies have confirmed the common-sense notion that practice makes perfect, and the medical profession has known for at least 30 years that how well people fare after surgery often depends on where it was performed. For a given operation, outcomes are generally best at “high volume” hospitals, which perform it often. The difference between high- and low-volume centers is not just the surgeon’s skill, but also the level of expertise in other areas that are crucial after surgery, like nursing, intensive care, respiratory therapy and rehabilitation, Dr. Koniaris said. The same principles apply to treating cancer.
. . .
(For people who want to find out how a specific hospital performs in treating certain illnesses and performing operations, the government Web site www.hospitalcompare.hhs.gov provides information. In addition, some states require that hospitals publish their infection rates; that information is at www.hospitalinfection.org.)
[Write your own transition paragraph.]

I looked at HospitalCompare's data for heart bypass surgery at GW, Fairfax, and Fair Oaks hospitals. GW wins in almost every medical category. For example:
  • Percent of surgery patients who were given the right kind of antibiotic to help prevent infection: GW,96% -- Fair Oaks,76% -- Fairfax,93%
  • Percent of surgery patients whose preventive antibiotics were stopped at the right time: GW,91% -- Fair Oaks,71% -- Fairfax, 89%
And yet, and yet, . . .
  • Percent of patients who reported YES, they would definitely recommend the hospital: GW, 61% -- Fair Oaks, 78% -- Fairfax, 72%
(How in the world is it possible that one out of four bypass patients at Fair Oaks is not given the right antibiotic to prevent infection?)

And no, I'm not having any health issues at all at this time, but thanks for caring.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

ClinSeq, follow-up

I guess I'm going to live forever. My ClinSeq report arrived yesterday:
Based on some of the evaluations you had as part of ClinSeq, such as your cholesterol level and blood pressure, we were able to calculate a Framingham risk score for you. This score calculates your risk to develop coronary artery disease in the next 10 years. You risk is 4 %[!]. This risk is below average [duh!] or someone of the same gender and similar age.

Monday, October 27, 2008

No good deed goes unpunished

While helping a friend do some landscaping the other day -- moving some railroad ties that must have weighed at least 2,700 pounds -- I bumped my hand into a post. The post didn't mind; in fact it didn't budge a bit. The 2,700 pound railroad tie was not bothered by the collision either. The little finger on my right hand, however, objected vehemently. Today I learned why: it's fractured. Nothing to do about it except immobilize it and let it mend. Fortunately, there should be no long-term consequences other than a slightly bent pinky.

If you're in Northern Virginia and need some orthopedic attention -- say, for a broken finger or a bum knee or a sore rotator cuff -- may I recommend Dr. Mark Theiss? He's treated me for all three of those complaints and he's been great. Admittedly, today's case was probably one of the easier ones he's dealt with in a while and probably anybody would have put a splint on my finger and said "Come back to see me in 10 days." What was most remarkable about today's visit wasn't the treatment he gave me but the fact that I had a visit at all. I didn't phone his office until around 9:15 this morning and told the receptionist that I think I broke my finger last week. Surprisiingly, she said that if I came over this morning, she'd try to squeeze me in. "Gosh," I said, "I can't. I'm on my way to Manassas right now. I was kind of hoping maybe for this afternoon?" She studied her schedule for a minute or so and then "OK. Go to the radiology department at 3:15. I'll send an order down for an x-ray. After the x-ray, come on up to our office." And that's exactly how it came to pass. I was x-rayed, diagnoosed, splinted up, and on my way home by 4:00.

Friday, September 26, 2008

ClinSeq

I went to NIH today as a "subject" (i.e., guinea pig) in their "ClinSeq" research study. My schedule called for me to arrive at 9 a.m.; my last appointment would be at 4 p.m. In the event, I got there around 8:50 or so and was heading home by 1:25. This is a very efficient operation.

Today's procedures:
  • Sign-in
  • Give blood
  • EKG
  • Nurse takes height/weight/blood pressure
  • Talk about family medical history with a genetic counselor
  • Give personal medical history to a nurse
  • Echo-cardiogram
  • MDCT scan
All of the procedures were conducted at NIH except for the MDCT scan, which was done across the street from NIH at Suburban Hospital.

When I signed up for this thing, I thought this was all there was to it: I'd spend a day there and in return I'd get a free echo-cardiogram and a scan (MDCT) of my coronary arteries. Well, yes and no. I got the free tests, and in 4 - 6 weeks I (and my doctor) will receive the results of the tests, but that is emphatically not all there is to it. These people are studying virtually ALL the genes in the body! The want me to come back a couple times a year for 10 years!

Which I think is cool.

Sort of.

Again, when I signed up, I thought they would collect information (including DNA) on me and on hundreds of other "subjects." Then, 10 or 30 or 50 years from now, when all us "subjects" are dead, they would try to correlate gene variations with causes of death. And they probably will. But it turns out that they already know a lot about (some) gene variations that are associated with disease. And they might find some such variations in these (or future) tests. "If we find something like that in your DNA, Mr. Larkins, we'll contact you and ask if you want to know what we've found." Well, now. That's a good question, isn't it?

My inclination is to say "Of course I want to know about it."

But if I know about it,
  • Do I tell my brothers, who might share the same genetic variation? What if they don't want to know?
  • I'll have to tell the other people who love me. They might well be happier not knowing that I'm likely to come down with, say, Alzheimers. Should I burden them with this information? In a case like this, ignorance really may be bliss.
  • What do I do if the news is absolutely calamitous -- say, a 95 percent chance of getting Lou Gehrig's Disease? OK, I take up sky diving, but what if the damned chute opens every time? What do I do then?
There's lots more to say about all this, but I've got to go see our presumptive president confront Senator Strangelove in tonight's debate.

Update: (Sigh.) Score one for Strangelove.

Later Update: Shows how much I know. CNN and CBS say the good guy won!

Friday, August 01, 2008

The Larkins diet

No beer.

No lunch.

No snacks at night.

Supper (including dessert)? Whatever (as long as it includes a bottle of wine.)
(I just typed "dessert" into yahoo to check the spelling -- I can never remember whether it's one "s" or two.) The first hit was "White Chocolate Cheesecake with White Chocolate Brandy Sauce." I have GOT to try that!

Anyway: How effective is the Larkins diet? 16 pounds and counting.