The Witch and Silk

This is part of a series called The Witch of Fourteenth Street. I wrote it when I was hanging out with someone very very inappropriate. After another pneumonia, so I can blame that. Inspired by Louis Carreras’s story: Covert.

The Witch and Silk

The Witch is hanging out at the Giant Shed, watching the Cave guy work. She admires his muscles. She is listening to him talk, sort of.

“Men’s group meets tomorrow night.”

“A men’s group?” said the Witch, disbelieving. These guys are hyper conservative. “You play drums and beat your chests?”

“No!” says the Cave guy. “We meet Tuesday nights. We are learning skills for the coming collapse. You know that civilization as we know it is going to collapse. Spengler said so.”

The Witch has the book now, but hasn’t it read it. She doesn’t care. “What sort of skills?”

“Lighting fires last week.”

“What, with a bow and wood?”

“Do you know how difficult it is? Wait, how do you know about starting fires with a bow?”

“Another set of kids’ books. Earnest Thompson Seeton. Also tracking and snares and shelter building.”

The Cave guy rolls his eyes. “KIDS’ books. This week we are building rabbit cages. Rabbits for meat.”

“Ok.” says the Witch. “Can I come?”

“NO. THIS IS MEN’S GROUP.”

“Ya’ll will need some women when civilization collapses, though. Unless ya gonna be the last generation.”

“What skills do you have for the collapse? You must be prepared.”

“Two major ones.” says the Witch. “One: I am a physician. That is hella useful. Two: I know 500 or more songs, all twelve verses. I am entertainment when the televisions go dead. Very valuable.”

The Cave guy is silent, glaring. “Humph.” He goes back to the purpleheart.

The Witch grins. “Well, have a good Men’s night. Build those cages. Can I build one in the daytime?”

“All right,” says the Cave guy. He shows her the pattern.

The Witch watches the men come and go from the Giant Shed, where the Cave guy holds court and works as a Shipwright. The teen boys are there too, the mountain bike racing team, the Flying Monkeys. This is all ripe for someone to come in and use them, thinks the Witch. For something covert. I mean, it’s perfect. They are conservative, paranoid and listen to Fox News all the time. I’m surprised no one has already used them.

“My son and I are building frames.” says the Cave guy.

“Frames?” says the Witch. Frames are not boats.

“My friend Silk, the computer expert. He wants us to build them because he doesn’t want to source from China. They are our enemies.”

Oh, thinks the Witch. Oh, wow. “Uh, what sort of computer expert?”

“He says he can make any sort of money on the internet. He’s made his pile. Bitcoin early adopter.”

“The silk road? Are you sure you want to be involved?”

“Oh, he didn’t sell drugs!”

The Witch meets Silk. He is small and quiet and has a wife and a three year old. His house has a high earth berm to hide everything and a sheep that is about to die from not being shorn. Poor sheep, thinks the Witch.

“Silk is turning one of his computer programs over to me!” says the Cave guy. “Easy money!”

“And what are the frames for?” says the Witch, but she’s already scoped it. Black frames. For fake certificates, of course, which Silk is turning out. Silk has moved from a big city and perhaps had a different name. Well, thinks the Witch, Silk is busily setting up the Shipwright to take the fall for the fake certificates and the “easy money” computer program. The Shipwright is six foot 5 inches and apparently thinks his size means he’s smarter than Silk and also thinks that he’s leading the group. Silk is happy to be low profile. Silk takes the Shipwright along when he cashes in a huge amount of Bitcoin, as a body guard. And or fall guy, but there is no raid.

The Witch doesn’t think that Silk is as smart as he thinks either. Well, perhaps with computers. His escape plan is not so good. He takes the cash and a boat and his wife and his three year old and heads for Panama. “He’s taking his three year old daughter there right in the midst of Zika?”

“Silk knows what he’s doing,” says the Cave guy.

“No he doesn’t,” says the Witch. “Um, he may understand computers, but not infectious disease!”

“Zika is all hype, it’s not real.”

“Guess they will find out, won’t they.” And the Witch is not sorry for Silk. Only for the daughter.

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The photograph is of another project that is not a boat.

Establishing a diagnosis

All of the Long Covid information is pretty confusing, isn’t it? I’ve read that most of it resolves at nine months. Another article says a year. The conference last week says that 96% are clear at two years if they are treated. What percentage are being treated? The US defined Long Covid as symptoms lasting over a month at first, while Europe said three months. I think they have now agreed on three months. This will continue to change and evolve.

When viagra first came on the market, women complained that there was not a drug for them. Pharmaceutical companies were working on it, but you cannot treat anything unless you establish a diagnosis first and women’s sexuality is more subtle then men’s. Anyhow, I wrote this silly poem making fun of the whole thing.

Little Blue Pill

Little blue pill
Little blue pill
Help me help me
I’m over the hill

Don’t wanna have sex
Nope nope nope
Little blue pill
Gives my husband hope

Can’t make a pill
Til we define the disease
Doctors would you
Hurry up please

Little blue pill
Little blue pill
Help me help me
I’m over the hill

Thought them hormones
Would make me hot
Doc was right
They did not

Hot flashes make me
Sweat and moan
No help from that
Testosterone

Little blue pill
Little blue pill
Help me help me
I’m over the hill

Doctor this
Is really no joke
My husband says
He’ll slit his throat

Can’t make a pill
Til we define a disease
They’re trying hard
Those drug companies

I think we’ll know
If they define a disease
Drug companies will plaster it
On tv

Doctor I found
Just the thing
A brand new stimulating
Clitoral ring

Don’t wanna have sex
Nope nope nope
Little blue pill
Gives my husband hope

____________________________

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: establish.

I took the photograph of the old drug bottles today. I like that the potassium oxalate just says POISON on it and gives antidote instructions. Also, no guarantee on the clitoral ring, ok?

Neurogognitive effects of Long Covid I

Here is the first part of my notes from this lecture: May 24, 2023 Neurocognitive effects of Long Covid (International) part 2, by Dr. Struminger PhD, neuropsychologist.

I am trying to make this fairly clear to almost anyone. Some words may be unfamiliar to start with, but I will bet that you can sort it out. I would be happy to try to clarify any part if needed. These are my notes from the first half of this lecture, fleshed out to be clearer.

This is the Schmidt Initiative for Long Covid Global in English with real time translation into Arabic, French, Spanish, Portuguese and closed captions. Session recordings: https://app.box.com/s/onh1ma57ttjpi2c19qqxvmdao0kd2nsr

Dr. Struminger said that 1/4 to 1/3 of Long Covid patients have cognitive symptoms. A study comparing Long Covid patients with people who never got Covid-19 shows the Long Covid people to be three times more likely to have attention deficits or confusion. Part of the barrier to treatments is to define the problem, figure out the mechanisms and then start studying treatments. She said that she would share a few proposed mechanisms for cognitive impairment in Long Covid, but that it is probably multifactorial and it’s a rat’s nest. (Ok, I said rat’s nest. Dr. Struminger did not use that term.)

There are two main phenotypes of Long Covid brain problems: Hypoxic/anoxic and Frontal/subcortical. In hypoxic/anoxic certain brain functions are intact: Attention, visuospatial, cognitive fluency and memory encoding. There is impairment in problem solving and memory retention. This pattern is associated with the people who were hospitalized, deathly ill, on ventilators, or heart/lung bypass machines.

Frontal/subcortical is more common in the people who were never hospitalized and were not on a ventilator or ECMO machine. It can show up even in people who seemed to have mild Covid-19. The impairment is in attention, cognitive fluency and memory encoding, while the intact functions are visuospatial, memory retention and problem-solving.

Here are those lists in a table, HA for hypoxic/anoxic and FS for Frontal/subcortical.

Attention: HA intact, FS impaired
Visuospatial skills: HA intact, FS intact
Cognitive fluency: HA Intact, FS impaired
Memory Encoding: HA intact, FS impaired
Memory retention: HA impaired, FS intact
Problem-Solving: HA impaired, FS intact

The two types probably have different mechanisms and the super sick are more often the hypoxic anoxic. And there can be a mixed or both presentation.

Neuropsychologists test people to see what parts of the brain are working. Testing locally usually takes about four hours or more. Some brain functions have been mapped to parts of the brain but others are still mysterious. Efforts continue to match function to neuroanatomy. Going through each of the brain functions, some are mapped and others are not.

Attention is mapped and mediated by the frontal lobes. Attention is impacted by physical fatigue, dysautonomia, pain, shortness of breath, further impacted by emotional symptoms. It is REALLY easy to get stuck in a vicious cycle where physical symptoms or pain or hypoxia decrease attention function, which in turn makes physical symptoms worse. For example, hypoxia can decrease attention, which makes the person anxious and tachycardic, which in turn affects attention more.

The frontal lobes are very sensitive to hypoxic damage and to inflammation. Any inflammation in the body messes with them. The frontal lobes need oxygen and glucose. If a person can’t breathe, this messes up attention; if they are dizzy, it messes up attention.

Cognitive fluency. The anatomical correlates are less clear. Probably frontal and temporal, vulnerable to hypoxia and broad networks in the brain, vulnerable to physiological and mood disturbance. So vulnerable to the same things as the frontal lobes.

Learning and memory: Map to the hippocampi – sensitive to hypoxia and can be injured while the rest of the brain is comparatively unscathed. People have difficulty with retention of new information and not just attention/encoding problems. Neuropsychology distinguishes between attention/encoding and retention/recall problems. Those are different. In alzheimer’s, there is trouble retaining new information, even though people can encode it. In the frontal/subcortical long covid brain fog, there is more difficulty with attention/encoding. That is, if the person is tachycardic or in pain or dizzy or short of breath, it is more difficult to pay attention and encode information into memory.

Executive functioning. Frontal lobe: sensitive to hypoxia and metabolic dysregulation, significantly impacted by physical symptoms and mood disturbance.

The hypoxic/anoxic pattern has effects more like Alzheimer’s or a dementia. The frontal/subcortical is more like a concussion or traumatic brain injury. Neither sounds great, but there is more healing from the second than the first. Treatments for now are coming from the Alzheimer’s/dementia established treatments or from the concussion/traumatic brain injury established treatments. The first part of treatment is rest, rest, rest, and try to keep the brain from getting overwhelmed. I will write more about the ongoing changing recommendations.

More at: https://hsc.unm.edu/echo/partner-portal/echos-initiatives/long-covid-global-echo.html

The photograph is a screen shot of the brain from below from one of the conferences. There were over 300 people attending this zoom lecture, which is encouraging and hopeful.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: covert. The covert damage from Covid-19 is being sorted out.

Stone heart

My mind is done and unsurprised. My heart a stubborn rock.
My heart does not give up: loves where it loves. It doesn’t care
about reality or whether it is derided or mocked.
My mind moves on and kicks my heart, wondering where
this tenacity stems from. My heart is done with tears.
It agrees to new friends and joys in dance.
When my mind says forget, my heart jumps and steers
my body into a warrior fighting stance.
My mind is cynical and laughs and derides my heart.
I let them fight back and forth every day.
I cannot reach an end unless I start
to honor my feelings, the heart must hold sway.
My mind moves on, ignoring what you do.
Yet my stubborn heart remains a friend, strong and true.

The New Old Time Chautauqua

Funny how our brains work. I think of going to the other computer and then think I will look in this one for a moment. I have photographs from years past of the New Old Time Chautauqua. I open the file of Nikon photographs. There are 28 subfiles. I go to July 2018. At the end of the file, here is this motley parade. The New Old Time Chautauqua with our local Unexpected Brass Band and Other Friends.

I didn’t “know” that these photographs were even on this laptop. At least, not consciously. These are taken at the fairgrounds, August 11, 2018, in Port Townsend, Washington.

The New Old Time Chautauqua is the last one on the road. They are fundraising to go work and play with the Blackfoot Confederacy in Canada and the US. There are too many people dying from fentanyl, so the Chautauqua is part of the healing process. They are fundraising as they hit the road. I wish all of them the best.

And here is the Unexpected Brass Band at THING last year. You can hear them even if you can’t see them!

To donate to the New Old Time Chautauqua, go here. No, I mean back there. Right.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Chautauqua.