I am small and my sister and I chase each other in and out of the house. In to all the rooms! One day I jump in the big white smooth receptacle and it is full of water! Warm! and I can’t touch bottom! I can’t get out! I HOWL!
Mother comes, fishes me out and puts me down. I run out of that room. She drops a big cloth over me and rubs me a little. I am drenched and I smell like flowers! It takes hours to clean up. My sister sniffs me and laughs.
This is a brazen water vessel that belonged to my grandparents. My maternal grandmother was born in Turkey, because her parents were Congregationalist missionaries to Turkey, my great grandfather running Anatolia College. They were escorted to the border in 1915, when my grandmother was 16 years old. Thrown out.
I have a picture of my mother, dressed in a Turkish outfit, with it on her shoulder. I wish I had more of the story!
I took the photograph Tuesday night, from the garden behind the Bishop Hotel. “So what?” you say, “She’s just lying there.”
Let’s pan out.
She is on the hill up to the right. She is listening to the jazz, Johnathan Doyle and friends, first time this year playing outside on Tuesday night. She has at least one fawn, too. I spotted it in the garden on the other side of the band. Mom deer came behind the band, stopped and considered whether the jazz was up to her standards or not, and then she went to the hill. The fawn stayed hidden, back to the left of the dancers.
Mom deer stayed close to keep an eye on everyone and she listened to the jazz.
I am attending multiple Zoom conferences on Long Covid and Chronic Fatigue and PANS/PANDAS and fibromyalgia. The speakers are talking hard science, digging in to the immune system to figure out what is wrong. Then they can find a drug to fix it.
Maybe it doesn’t need to be fixed. I think the immune system is smarter than we are and it knows that Covid-19 is a really really bad virus. What the immune system wants is to keep from getting any other infections so it shuts us down. It hits the chronic fatigue button, so we stay home or in bed. It hits the fibromyalgia button so that it hurts to move: we stay home or in bed. It hits the PANS button so that antibodies seriously change our behavior and we stay home or in bed. Anyone see a theme here? I think that the immune “over-response” is not an over-response. It’s not broken. It is trying to reduce exposure and just maybe we should pay attention. I thought that in residency, in the early 1990s, when chronic fatigue patients would interview me to see if I “believed” in chronic fatigue. Heck yeah, I said, but I don’t know what it is or how to fix it. My chronic fatigue patients had something in common: they were all either working 12-14 hour days continuously when they crashed, or they overworked and had insane stress, deaths of loved ones, car wrecks, accused of a crime, something horrible. The workers all wanted “to get back to where I was.” I would ask, “You want to work 12-14 hours a day again?” “Yes!” they’d say, “I want to be just like I was in the past!” “Um, but that’s what crashed you. Do you think maybe your body is not up to that?” “FIX ME.” I would try to improve things, but fix them back to what crashed them? No way and anyhow, that is not really sane.
There are some levels of illness where we have to intervene. In really bad PANDAS, antibodies to the brain are followed by macrophages that destroy brain cells. I was horrified and wanted to run around screaming “NOT MY BRAIN!” when I heard that. Then I thought, don’t be silly, I am in my 60s and if I had brain eating cells it would have happened by now. I consider myself really really lucky to have the mildest version. At least, that’s what it seems to be. (Officially we don’t believe in PANS or PANDAS in adults in the US but we do in Europe and Canada. Ironic.) With that version, especially in children, I am all for intervention, as soon as possible. And it’s not that I do not think we should intervene in these illnesses. I just think we need to step back and think a little and just maybe listen to our bodies and listen to the immune system. Slow down. Breathe. Watch some stupid cat videos. Whatever makes you relax and laugh. Reduce stress. Limit stupid hyper news to 15 minutes a day and not before bed, ok? Reduce the drama.
I am liking movies less and less. The drama bugs and bores me. I might last an hour. I have nearly quit going to our downtown movie house because it’s always “moving” and art films. Bleagh, drama. Also when it’s about illness or addiction, I want to argue with it. Easy lying endings which are nothing like reality. I like cartoons and sometimes superheroines, but it’s all drama too. I am tired of people behaving badly and don’t want to watch it on tv or a movie. There’s enough for me in the real world. I think it’s time to bring back musicals. I would watch them. Maybe. My father’s last movie was Blazing Saddles. He refused to ever go to another movie. I think I understand that now.
None of us are immune to stress or immune to infection. A person might be immune to Covid-19, or they might be immune until the tenth or hundredth strain shows up. I chose Family Practice for my specialty because I wanted to have children and be able to see them. I thought about Obstetrics-Gynecology or General Surgery, because I loved babies and loved surgery, but the Ob-Gyn residency was 4 years and General Surgery was 7 years and I was starting medical school five years out of college. Choose the more flexible and portable specialty and go rural.
Doctors and nurses are burning out because hospitals and administrators “maximize production”. Hospitals and administrators are stupid and destroying medicine. It’s not about money, it’s about helping people and science and healing. Having it be about money is soul-destroying and causes moral injury to any ethical provider. If we’d prefer unethical ones, keep on the present path. Otherwise we need single payer health care so that any physician or nurse can take care of whoever shows up. The system is breaking down more and more and it is hard to watch. Another nail of stress in the coffin of ethical medicine. I suppose when enough people die, change will come.
My working theory is that anyone can get one of these immune system illnesses: chronic fatigue, fibromyalgia, PANS/PANDAS and so forth. Medicine says that Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis, antibodies to the thyroid is the most common autoimmune disorder, but that may change. The evidence is mounting that Long Covid and these other “vague” illnesses are immune system shifts. Immune systems in “Code Red”, let’s not catch anything else. Are they an illness or are they our immune system trying to keep us quiet to protect us? I think the latter. Time may tell. I am listening to the science and listening to my body, both.
The photographs are from 2016, when a flock appeared in my yard. They demanded money to be moved to the next house.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: fiddlesticks. Oh, fiddlesticks, we have to figure out the very very complicated immune system. Or listen to it.
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