Archive | June 2016

United Kingdom Declares Independence

banner-71125_960_720Today, 24 June 2016, will for ever more be  Independence Day for the United Kingdom because its citizens in a free election withdrew from the 28 country European Union. They did this because they said they are tired of bad trade agreements not of their making, tired of unchecked immigration flowing into their country, and they want borders. In other words, they want to once again be a sovereign nation creating their own rules and answerable to no one but themselves. If this sounds familiar, that would be because its the very same reason We in a act of defiance declared Our independence from the United Kingdom in the Declaration of Independence, a historic document drafted by Thomas Jefferson,  on 4 July 1776. It’s also the platform Donald J. Trump, presumptive Republican nominee, is running on; creating a sovereign nation with borders that makes wiser trade agreements.

Coincidentally, Mr. Trump was in Turnberry, Scotland with his two sons and one daughter for the ribbon cutting ceremony at his newest golf club, and Press from the United Kingdom appeared at site to interview him, and solicit his opinion on their decision. He gave it a thumbs up saying he was all for borders and free trade, and an hour later the Prime Minister of United Kingdom, David Cameron, in a temper tantrum, much like the Democrats at the Capitol throwing a sit down strike  over the defeated gun control Bills, announced he would be stepping down from power in three months because he would not be the one to officially sever the tie. Shame on him. Our President, Mr. Obama,  who took the bust of Winston Churchill out of the oval office, released a statement that said We support the voters,and still consider the United Kingdom a trading partner. Let’s be brutally honest here; without the United Kingdom there is no European Nation but a bunch of little countries wondering where the umbrella flew to.

Can we compare this to anything in Our 2016 Presidential Election? We can but be hopeful, but imagine this scenario. On a sunny day down the road, the United States shakes free of the North American Free Trade Agreement (NAFTA), the agreement signed into effect by President Clinton on 8 December 1993 which plunged the industrialized States of America into total collapse. Now that would totally be a great day.

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Terrorism 101

The story, sadly, is becoming an old one, and if my words appear blunt, you must forgive me for I too have had a brush with terrorism, and I am damn tired of seeing this story as front page news.  Norman_Garstin_-_A_Woman_Reading_A_Newspaper_1891

The below except was taken from a book I wrote some years back after walking away from the Pentagon disaster. That particular incident happened on 11 September 2001 on a clear autumn morning. The terrorists did not use assault weapons but hijacked three American Airline jets, and went on a suicide mission taking down the World Trade Center in the process, tried to fly through the Pentagon, a virtual fortress, and the third was brought down by the passengers when they attacked the terrorists.

What this clearly illustrates is terrorists do not need machine guns to commit mayhem, and the argument about gun control is a moot point. It is now fifteen years later, we are still dealing with terrorism, and there is no end in sight. I don’t expect anyone to buy the book to read the excerpt, so here it is in a tidy package.

Terrorism is a nasty concept, and one hard to grasp;  there are those who hate us for what we are; the proud Americans and the infidel dogs.

Furthermore, terrorism is a killer machine that has nothing to do with climate control, global warming, greenhouse gases, the ozone layer, clean energy sources, or the possibility the icecaps may or may not be receding causing stress to the polar bears. Nor does it have anything to do with political correctness, the subliminal war on women, perceived racial imbalance, transgender restroom preference, or gay pride and same sex marriages. What it does have a great deal to do with is politicians who refuse to acknowledge the threat, and broken congressional bodies who refuse to entertain any notion that would curtail mass immigration into the free areas of the world. Although it is fact terrorists strike fear in the hearts of man by attacking the cities where there is a high concentration of bodies, collectively, the politicians  have no working plan to eradicate the offenders, but possess the audacity to tell the huddled masses waiting for the next attack to stand united,  love each other, and sing silly love songs.

NEWSFLASH: As the huddled masses are standing as sheep in a pasture milling about, there are wolves circling the fence line. Someone had better do something, and do it soon, or that pasture will be reduced to a burnt out cinder.”

If, however, you desire to read the book here it is. It will not provide the solution to this ghastly ongoing scourge, but it will drive home the point you are not alone. The solution, of course, lies in the leadership of this great Nation of ours. Fortunately, we have an Election in November just for that reason. If you believe in your heart, we are being sold a faulty bill of goods, and used as pawns in the game, the option of choice is in your hands. As we file to the polls, so goes the fate of our Nation. Let us really unite, and turn this ship around. Our very freedom depends on it, and wouldn’t you rather sing ‘We Are the Champions of the World’ rather than ‘All We Need Is Love’?

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Stop Smoking The Easy Way

smoke-314984__180I wanted to stop smoking for no good reason except it was time, and I knew about a secret weapon. I knew about Zyban.

Zyban was marketed in 1969 as an antidepressant for clinically depressed patients because the side effects were less severe, but I have also heard it was first marketed as an antipsychotic drug. At any rate it had something to do with brain waves, but doctors noticed that patients stopped smoking while taking the drug. Now days it is prescribed exclusively for smoking cessation, although I’m not so sure it doesn’t have antidepressant qualities because it does tend to mellow a person out.

The routine is you take two pills a day, but keep smoking and pick a stop date 10 to 14 days distant. I chose a 10 day date and a 14 day date.  At the my ten day mark and still smoking I panicked, and hid the cigarettes. If I wanted one, I first had to find them.  On the 14th day, I stopped although I wasn’t sure I wanted to. The first day was the worst, but each day was easier. Seven days after I officially stopped smoking, I had a cigarette with my morning coffee to see if I still wanted them. It was like licking an ashtray, and I had to go brush my teeth.

I’m fairly confident I am smoke free because the cigarettes are in plain sight, and I just walk by with no thought what so ever of smoking one; however, I have dropped the Zyban down to one pill a day because I don’t want to be so mellow I am found dancing on the freeway in my underwear.

The real secret weapon is twofold. It has to be Zyban and not a generic version, and you have to want to stop smoking. My husband who really didn’t want to stop is still smoking, and something tells me I will have to one day pry a cigarette from his cold dead fingers.

Prince’s Accidental Overdose

Prince_at_Coachella_001The Midwest Medical Examiner’s Office reported, “Prince died of an accidental opioid overdose after he self-administered fentanyl.”

Something about that statement does not compute. How does one accidentally overdose when the drug is self administered, and why would he do it in an elevator fully dressed and wearing shoes and a hat?  That sounds more in line with a sudden death episode than a drug overdose, not that he was not taking pills, lots of pills because clearly he was, and the news is not that shocking.

But here’s the thing. When interviewed his personal cook told a tale about Prince not being able to eat because he had sores in his mouth, and if he did eat the food came right back up. Consequently, Prince was very thin, something he attributed to lack of appetite. Couple that with his doctor saying Prince had a low body temperature, low pulse, fatigue, and was fighting the effects of the flu, and what you have is the classic symptoms of ‘Addison’s Disease’.

Undoubtedly, drug usage factored into Prince’s sudden death, but in the mad dash to get his body to the crematorium, was he checked for anything else? It could be he succumbed to ‘Addisonian Crisis’, and maybe, he was taking opioids not so much for pain but because it made him feel better because he was at death’s door.

I guess, I just don’t know enough about drugs in general and fentanyl and opioids in particular, and how they can trigger a sudden death episode in a elevator wearing a hat. It’s the mention of the hat that bothers me. Who wears a hat to a sudden death episode? However, I do know a thing or two about ‘Addison’s Disease’ and ‘Addisonian Crisis’; without medical intervention and a cortisone injection and sodium/potassium infusion, one loses consciousness, goes into shock, and dies rather suddenly where he stands.

Of course, it’s supposition on my part, but it would be a sad thing indeed if a talented entertainer could have been saved by a simple prescription for cortisone. As for the opioid usage, isn’t that what rehab is for? Damn! I wish he hadn’t been wearing the hat. The hat haunts me.

 

The Funny Thing About Addison’s Disease

emergency-ambulance-306183_960_720Actually, there is nothing funny about Addison’s Disease except you may end up on the medical’s examiner’s table awaiting autopsy before you are diagnosed, unless of course, you are the President of the United States as John F. Kennedy was.

Addison’s Disease is the great pretender in that it mimics many illness, and patients are routinely dismissed and sent home with a bottle of pills, and given some vague diagnosis such as flu, fatigue, female or male difficulties, backache, headache, or just plain hypochondria.  Addison’s Disease is also rare with only a 1 to 100,000 ratio. With such odds, a doctor could conceivably spend his entire career without encountering a single case of Addison’s Disease.

Addison Disease seems to arise between the age of thirty to fifty, and has no known cause.  Apparently, it just happens, and the lucky recipient can expect to exhaust an entire line of physicians in several states before receiving the proper diagnosis, and only then if he or she is lucky enough to be referred to an endocrinologist. Addison’s Disease comes in shades of primary and secondary; primary if the condition involves the Adrenal Glands only, secondary if the origin is associated to a tumor in another gland such as the pituitary.

To fully understand Addison Disease, one must first understand what is involved. Addison is a malfunction or injury of the Adrenal Glands which sit atop the kidneys and produce cortisol, which in turn secretes adrenalin which provides strength, stamina, and stimulates a fully array of body functions. When the Adrenal Glands cease the production of cortisol, the patient gets weaker and sicker until he goes into Addisonian Crisis which causes confusion, fever, loss of consciousness, and eventual death. At the point of Addisonian Crisis, prompt medical intervention is required and involves hydrocortisone injections and a saline drip administered by emergency personnel. This can only happen if the patient is wearing a medical id tag on his person that reads, ‘Adrenal insufficiency, cortisone dependent’. Otherwise, the EMT’s will think the patient is having a heart attack, and can break your ribs but not save you as what is needed is cortisone.

The symptoms are vague and could be many things or nothing; fatigue, low sugar levels, low blood pressure, depression, irritability, low pulse, nausea, dehydrated, and sensitivity to cold. You could show up at your nearest emergency room with those symptoms, and if you are lucky, receive an aspirin.

At the point the person receives a diagnosis, he is indeed a sick puppy with cravings for salty foods, low body temperature, sores in his mouth, unable to eat without the food coming right back up,  possesses no appetite, and has experienced an extreme weight loss. It’s hard for any doctor to tell an 85 pound patient who is projectile vomiting on the floor and  too weak to stand that he should go home and take an aspirin. Unfortunately, this is the point where patients are usually diagnosed, and it will be an uphill battle to regain former health.

Only then is the patient with Addison Diseases free to resume his life. Usually, stunned that a little pill twice daily is all that was needed, and most grateful he had been diagnosed. It is not uncommon for a Addison patient to thank the doctor who has diagnosed him because for the first time he begins to realize it was not ‘all in his head’.

All that is left is to take the meds twice daily as prescribed, and wear a medical alert necklace or bracelet that clearly identifies the condition as ‘Adrenal Insufficiency -Cortisone Dependent’. Not one of those cutesy things, but something the paramedics can see at first glace, because the Addison patient no longer possesses the ‘fight or flight’ instinct, and could easily go into shock by trauma or injury. Wear that tag, and wear it proudly. You have survived Addisonian Crisis, and lived to tell about it.