Category Archives: rural doctor

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Mortal

I am feeling mortal.

I am in my post-pneumonia phase where people say, “Well, you LOOK great.” This is round four, so it’s not a surprise. It just took two years this time, instead of two months. In 2003 it took two months.

There are various things feeding in to this. A friend my age has had a stroke. “NO!” I think, “TOO YOUNG!” The death of the actor from friends bothers me mostly because he’s nearly a decade younger. Drugs and alcohol shorten the lifespan by quite a bit. A study checking for five things: inactivity, drugs, tobacco, alcohol and very heavy weight showed that the people with all five tended to die 20 years sooner than the people with none. That study was at least a decade ago if not two. So cross off about 4 years for any of those, sigh. A cardiologist recently said tobacco is worse than alcohol and now I am wondering how much worse? And how do they measure that? Tobacco kills more but serious alcohol use is a lot faster at killing people. Both of them affect all body systems: GI, heart, lungs, brain, bone marrow, liver, kidneys, and so forth. Even skin.

Also, the last lung test was still abnormal even though I am off oxygen and feeling mostly good. I am having muscle trouble though. Every morning I wake with really bad pain in both thighs and whatever muscles I’ve been trying to build. This has been going on since at least August. Since I think that this is an antibody disorder, it implies that the antibody baseline has risen to the point where my muscles are grumpy and hurt. Alternatively it could be a Long Covid issue: microclots could be clogging the capillaries in the muscles when I exercise and causing hypoxia in muscles, which means they can’t build. Muscle cells are fascinating. When you exercise the cells need more food and build new insulin receptors in the cell wall. So exercise changes the individual muscle cells! How very amazing. My muscles are resisting the build and it is very annoying. There is research going on re the microclots, but there is bleeding risk from the anticoagulants including strokes. So, um, well, I seem to be stuck. It is not stopping me from hiking and dancing and being active but boy does it hurt in the mornings.

This is not very bucolic, is it? I am still attending the Long Covid talks and it is really fascinating and quite scary. It’s just a very very nasty virus. I wish it would calm down. The 1918-1921 influenza really calmed down after three years, but there are no guarantees. Anyhow, at least I can dance!

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bucolic.

The photograph is taken in Michigan in 2014.

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Ready

My camellia is on the south facing wall of the house and is budded and ready to bloom. It usually blooms here in late January or early February. The seasons confuse me here: I still expect it to be warm by April and it really is not warm then at all. We often see very erratic sun until July fourth, when the sun deigns to shine on us. By then the days are shortening already!

With the climate changing, I don’t know what the camellia will do. We had our record breaking day of 100 degrees Fahrenheit two summers ago. My plum tree had about three plums this year and one rhododendron died slowly over the next year after the heat. It put out blooms last spring but it was cold and cold and cold and it finally just moved on to leaves and died. I did water for the hot two weeks, but it was not enough. What further changes will we see?

For Cee’s Flower of the Day.

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Messy

Everyone I get to know and really become friends with, has a messy life with difficulties. I think we are terribly afraid to admit it, with the curated lives on the place that is not a book but has lots of Faces. I write that all of my patients are smart and they are. I had my own rural family practice for eleven years. My goals were more time with patients and to do good medicine. I succeeded at both. With more time, I could learn a little more about my peoples’ lives. People that I would never suspect of having very messy lives still have them. Does everyone in our culture have estrangements, family that they don’t talk to, parents that they find difficult, friends that they have gotten upset at and abandoned?

In high school my daughter says, “Most of the fights are stupid. Usually someone says something without thinking, even in passing. Person B takes it personally, gets upset, talks about it to others and then person C or D says something back to person A or shuns them. Person A has no idea what is going on and is hurt and upset. It is stupid.”

Adults do this too. I had a friend where I would think about something for a week and then go back to him. “You said this. What did you mean?” Usually he didn’t mean anything or meant something very far from what I was thinking. At least I went to him and did not add person C or D or E to the mix. He said, “You think about it for a WEEK.” Well, that was his own fault, actually, because he can’t tolerate anger. Even if I was upset or hurt, it was still interpreted as anger. Raised in an alcohol household and trained by medicine, I can hide feelings. After a while he could tell when I was chewing on something.

We grow up physically by our mid twenties, but often we don’t grow up emotionally. Especially if relationships are interrupted and colored by drugs and/or alcohol. People miss developmental stages. Everyone is trying to cope as best they can, but I do wish our culture celebrated mature calmness and quiet adulthood, rather than just the wild youth. Wouldn’t that be a change?

If you were to curate your life for something like the site that is not a book and has Faces, what would your ideal be? What do you aspire to? Kindness? Emotional maturity? Peace? My feed has friends, insects, birds, rocks, fossils, funny animal videos and music. I get almost no politics in it. I have not blocked anyone or anything. I try not to friend people I do not know. It is peaceful and a celebration of nature and yes, that is what I would like to curate.

Blessings.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: curate.

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Birth

I am born today anew. Why does birth feel like a rejection, like a spitting out from the shelter of a womb, a body, a mother, a community, a job? I gasp in the new unfamiliar air, unsure how to use my lungs in this place. This labor was not terrible, not as hard as ones in the past. The air and light are shocking, I open my eyes, what is this place? Too bright, I close them. Hands have me and then I am back with my mother. Not inside but against her skin. The lights are down and I open my eyes. It was dark, dark, dark in that womb, so I open my eyes wide, to take in all the new information. I am shocked and afraid, but my mother’s heartbeat reassures me. I hope I won’t be eaten. What is this place? And now I am hungry and I start to search, not sure how to do it, search for food.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: birthday.

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Marijuana update

https://newsroom.heart.org/news/marijuana-use-linked-with-increased-risk-of-heart-attack-heart-failure

Marijuana is still illegal at the federal level, but some states have legalized it. I agree with legalization but I don’t think of it as benign or safe at all. It’s clear that it can be addictive. A study of teens (with parental consent and where they paid the teens to try to quit for a month) showed that the teens that smoked daily had real trouble stopping, even when quite motivated. The U of WA Pain and Addiction telemedecine said that about half of daily users have “overuse syndrome” and have trouble quitting.

I worked with two people who were trying to quit. The big issues for them in quitting were insomnia and anxiety. Marijuana can suppress both anxiety and help with sleep. However, our brains do not really like that sort of daily interference. The neurons can remove receptors from the cell walls if they are feeling overwhelmed. It is like trying to listen to music with ear plugs. You turn the music up. The drug is the ear plug: when the earplugs are gone, the music is way too loud. We can’t really “turn the music down”, so it is not much fun letting the neurons recover.

With the edibles and THC vs the other one, it’s even more confusing. I had many patients taking edibles or tinctures to sleep. Some said, “Oh, it’s CBD, so it doesn’t make me high. So it is not addictive.” We do not know it that is true. With opioids, people can have opioid overuse syndrome without ever getting high, just from being on pain medicine as directed. And marijuana does not have only CBD and THC. There are over 300 different cannabinoids in the plants, and CBD and THC are just two of them. I have no idea if the edibles and tinctures have the other 298 or more and what they do to the cannibinoid receptors in our brains alone or in combination.

I don’t want to have any overuse syndrome: alcohol, opioids, gambling, marijuana, whatever. I know I can get off caffeine in 24 hours, though it involves an awful headache. I am nearly off coffee now, because my body only likes coffee when I have pneumonia. I quit coffee from 2014 to 2021 and now am quitting again.

The two studies in the article look at people who do not smoke tobacco and who are using marijuana. They are seeing an significant increase in heart disease, heart attacks, sudden death and congestive heart failure. Congestive heart failure is pump failure, where the heart does not pump correctly. This is a major problem, as you might guess.

Be careful out there.

I took the photograph at Fort Worden last week on a day where both the wind and the tide were howling.