Are Too Many Pharmaceuticals Round And White?
Last week one of the nine pills I take was changed from a small plain cream pill to one that was white, slightly larger with a slash on it.
I now take nine pills daily of which five are white and round, with two having slashes on them.
It didn’t cause any confusion with the dispensing, as I made sure I only pre-loaded a week’s drug containers. But, when I went to fill up Tuesday’s and Wednesday’s containers for this week, I couldn’t find the new drugs, as I’d confused them with the other drug with a slash and put them in the wrong drawer of the cabinet, where I store the drugs.
I put the confusion down to two many similar white drugs.
As a child, I used to build radios and amplifiers, so to avoid mistakes electricians and engineers started to use colour-coded wires, for all the different signals.
It became important, as some voltages used in high-power amplifiers could kill you. As Keith Relf of the Yardbirds was!
But then white drugs are cheap, just like grey cables.
Drinking And Me
Today, I got up at five and was able to drink my morning cup of tea very quickly.
In fact, I’ve been drinking cups of tea all day at a fast speed.
I’ve also drunk two bottles of Adnams 2.5 % alcohol Ghost Ship beer at a fast pace.
But on other days, I pour a lot away, as I just can’t force it down.
Is it the weather, as it is rather unusual today?
The Americans Who Think RFK Can Make Them Healthy Again
The title of this post, is the same as that as this article in The Times.
This is the sub-heading.
They are poor, sick, jobless and trust no one. But people in one of the most deprived parts of the US are putting their faith in a man who doesn’t believe in vaccines
These three paragraphs introduce the article.
The phone signal vanishes as you drive over the ridge into the purple valley and down to the town of Paw Paw, West Virginia, population 410.
Being born here deals a person a certain hand. A life six years shorter on average than those from California. A likelihood that you’ll be poor and suffer from disease (one in three adults here have a disability).
A high chance of addiction from the opioid epidemic that was brought here by rapacious pharmaceutical companies that has left the valley peppered with children brought up by grandparents.
It is a powerful piece from Louise Callaghan.
These are my thoughts.
As a coeliac myself, I do wonder if there is an epidemic of coeliac disease in Paw Paw.
Coeliac disease is genetic, so once it gets in a close community, it can spread through marriage and childbirth.
My coeliac disease came from my father, who was never diagnosed, but he got it through the generations from his great-great-grandfather, who was a tailor from Konigsberg in East Prussia.
If a coeliac is going to a country, where gluten-free foods are unavailable, they are advised by doctors to take steroids like Dexamethasone. American doctors regularly prescribe this steroid to coeliac patients, as it does work to a certain extent.
Everybody in Paw Paw should be tested for coeliac disease and those with the disease should go on a gluten-free diet.
But I suspect a plan like this wouldn’t go down well in Paw Paw.
Indian Minister’s Health aAdvice: Lie In A Cowshed To Cure Cancer
The title of this post, is the same. as that of this article in The Times.
This is the sub-heading.
Senior politician in Narendra Modi’s party says he drinks cow urine every morning to kill bacteria and eliminate negativity
These are the first three paragraphs.
The humble cow has long been venerated in India. Revered by Hindus, pictured with the prime minister, Narendra Modi, and long used by his Bharatiya Janata Party to promote the leader’s own politically charged brand of nationalism, the animal plays a central part in Indian life.
That adoration could grow further after a senior politician claimed that cows could cure cancer.
Sanjay Singh Gangwar, 48, a BJP minister for sugarcane in the northern state of Uttar Pradesh, said patients could eradicate their symptoms simply by cleaning and lying down in a cowshed. They would be cured by the “positive aura and energy” of cows, the minister said.
When I found a peer-reviewed paper entitled Coeliac Disease: Can We Avert The Impending Epidemic In India?, I discussed it with my GP at the time, who was of part-Indian extraction, and I got a rant about Narendra Modi.
I now take anything Narendra Modi says with a very large dose of salt.
Gangwar’s advice doesn’t stop there.
These two paragraphs give more pearls of wisdom.
The health benefits of a cow do not end there, added Gangwar. He advocated drinking “filtered” cow urine — which he said he did every morning — and use cow dung as flooring in village homes. And anyone suffering from high blood pressure should simply stroke a cow — once in the morning and again in the evening.
“If a cancer patient starts cleaning a cowshed and lying there, even cancer can be cured,” he insisted as he inaugurated a cow shelter in the city of Pilibhit. “If you burn cow dung cakes, you get relief from mosquitoes. Everything that a cow produces is useful in some way.”
So to Gangwar, the global-warming methane, that cows emit is useful, but in what way?
Is Gangwar, Donald Trump’s long-lost Indian son from a dalliance in the country?
Am I Sleeping Better Because Of Ocado?
A couple of months ago, I switched to shopping for food on-line at Ocado, and I am certainly sleeping better.
The only big change in my eating habits, is that I am now having a Marks & Spencer’s Lamb’s Liver and Bacon ready meal once a week.
Is that Vitamin B12 making a difference?
I do wish, that someone would do a proper Italian fegato, like Carluccio’s used to do. It’s virtually unobtainable in London.
After they stopped selling it, I used to have lunch with a friend in a pub in Oxfordshire. But sadly they died a couple of years ago.
If anybody knows of a decent country pub, by a station, that services excellent liver please let me know.
My Worst Part Of A Visit To The Dentist
This afternoon, I went to the dentist.
My dentist is only a couple of stops away on the 141 bus route at Newington Green and getting up the hill is easy, once the bus arrives.
It used to be a route, where two buses, the 21 and the 141 doubled up, but now there is only one bus; the 141, so the journey takes longer.
Coming down was particularly bad, as I had to wait perhaps twelve minutes for a bus to roll down the hill.
To make matters worse, it was school throwing out time and there wasn’t any space left on the bus.
Have bus services deteriorated as bad as this all over London?
I suspect, I shall be using a taxi for my next dental appointment! Or cancelling, if it’s not a fine day, so that I can walk down the hill.
World-First Operation To Treat Rhino’s Broken Leg
The title of this post, is the same as that of this article on the BBC.
This is the sub-heading.
A rhinoceros with a broken leg is back on its feet after a world-first operation.
These are the first three paragraphs.
Amara, a southern white rhino at Knowsley safari park, was given keyhole surgery and had to wear a cast for four weeks.
Surgeons took what they knew about operating on horses and applied it to Amara because there was so little information about rhinos which had been injured in this way.
A team of 10 vets was involved in the operation, which they described as “unlike anything we’ve experienced previously”.
I bet it wasn’t like a horse, as equines in my experience don’t have a bodger on their bonce.
The BBC featured the story in BBC Breakfast this morning and I wouldn’t be surprised to see it turn up later or on the Internet.
Some may say, is the expense worth it to operate on a rhino.
But I would say, that the experience gained by the University of Liverpool, will be applied to the treatment of other large animals, like buffalo, bison, draught horses, elephants and hippotami.
Also, knowing Scousers as I do, I suspect that some of the techniques used, will be scrounged by Liverpool’s medics and applied to humans.
A Funny Turn On Thursday
Because of my endoscopy at five on Thursday, I had a quiet day. I wasn’t allowed to eat anything for eight hours before or drink anything but water for four hours.
About one in the afternoon, I was sitting at my computer, typing a post into my blog.
And then everything, went rather fuzzy and words were coming out garbage. Often each letter was replaced by one of the next on the keyboard.
I was also a bit unsteady on my feet and as I was alone in my house, I decided to go out, so that if it was something worse and I collapsed, there would be someone to help me.
As I got to the bus stop, which is about fifty metres away, a violent thunderstorm broke out.
On the bus to The Angel, I tried to check my phone to get the time. It didn’t respond and I couldn’t unlock it. And even with help from the EE Shop and a guy on the bus, the phone wouldn’t respond to my fingers.
At the Angel, I did at least have a sensible conversation with an assistant about a clothes purchase, but in the end I bought nothing.
I left the Angel earlier than I’d intended and as I was on a 38 bus, which starts my journey to Homerton Hospital, I gave up on the idea of going home for some water.
I had a long change at Dalston Junction for the 242 bus for the hospital, but at least the rain had stopped somewhat and I was by now steady on my feet.
My phone was also working, so I was able to read the instructions about where to go at the hospital.
So what had happened to me at one in the afternoon?
Was there a low pressure before the storm, that sucked all the water out of my body and in the process made my fingers dry, so they didn’t work the phone?
Interestingly, I lost 0.9 of a Kg between 08:00 on Thursday and 08:00 on Friday. Was that just the fasting?
My INR also dropped from 2.4 at 08:00 on Thursday to 2.0 at 08:00 on Saturday. Was that because of all the fluid I lost, thickened my blood?
I Had My Fifth Endoscopy Yesterday And The Fourth Without A Sedative!
After two at Addenbrooke’s in Cambridge, this was my third endoscopy at Homerton in East London.
The most difficult part was not eating for eight hours before and only drinking water for four hours before.
I have mild anaemia and they were looking for cancer.
Luckily for me, they didn’t find any.
I did however lose nearly a kilo in weight.
Was that the diet or the long walk to the bus, which took me home?
Endoscopies At Homerton
On their information, they sent me, Homerton said they prefer to do endoscopies without a sedative.
I suppose it is more efficient, as Addenbrooke’s told me nearly thirty years ago.
Conclusion
I am certainly not worried about endoscopies and if your doctor says you have should one, make sure they talk you through it sensibly.
Years ago, I was on holiday in Capri and met a party of about six American gastroenterologists, who were horrified, that I had had two endoscopies without anaesthetic.
But then, I think they were more worried about the fees, that the anaesthetist didn’t get.
When Homerton investigated my gallstones, I said I’d be happy to undergo the procedure without a sedative, although, the specialist private surgeon, doing the procedure for the NHS, was accompanied by an anaesthetist. In the end the anaesthetist just stood by, in case he was needed and the surgeon did his first endoscopy without a sedative. He was very pleased with everyone’s performance including mine.
Liver From Ocado
I like to eat liver, as it supplements my B12 injections.
So I was pleased to see that Ocado stock Marks and Spencer’s Liver and Bacon meal-for-one.
Note, that I cooked it in the oven, which is recommended.
I enjoyed it and I will cook it more often, provided Ocado keep delivering it.
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