Category Archives: Health

Diabetes still on the rise


Whilst the world (rightly so) is horrified at the current state of zuma/zupta/corruption in south africa to the absolutely insane attacks in the UK but ALSO the ongoing terrible and unacceptable carnage in syria, iraq, afghanistan (this list is way longer and way worse than most of what the “west” has seen).

I would like to bring all of your attention to something that is “silently” killing way more people. Diabetes. Don’t believe me – look at the horrendous stats. They do speak for themselves. In both the west as well as the east as well as the poorest of the poor.

Diabetes is a scurge that is on the surge. And with no even small little sign of stopping.

What is type 2 ? A disease of wealth but also of abnormal eating. There is no reason to get type 2 diabetes unless you have actually “abused” your body OR if you have had cancer or a tumour of your pancreas.

It is a disease of too much sugar into the body. Too many simple carbs stuffed into a single body and the pancreas says ok well enough is enough and all of a sudden once you have lost 50% of them pancreas cells you find yourself diabetic.

Type 1 however is a different story. This is a case of severely unfair dishing out of disease. Mostly children and young adults who out of the blue have total pancreas failure. And become dependant (i.e. you die without it) on insulin.

Type 1 is NOT avoidable by anything you do or do not do.

Type 1’s rely on insulin, without it they die.

Diabetes is killing and causing loss of quality of life for many many people.

Educate yourself and be aware of what you say. Prevent yourself from getting type 2 and help others understand the difference.

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The wounded healer


For Jung, “a good half of every treatment that probes at all deeply consists in the doctor’s examining himself… it is his own hurt that gives a measure of his power to heal. This, and nothing else, is the meaning of the Greek myth of the wounded physician.

I have just read a great article about depression and doctors and how poorly it is managed amongst doctors. But the concept of a wounded healer has always fascinated me. As has healing. As have healers.

I am intrigued that is takes wounding to heal. And yet I guess in a karma kind of way it makes sense.

Indeed intriguing that there is power to heal. Frightening on some level.

History also confounds me and implores me to explore it. Ancient texts and characters of the past beckon to me to learn from them. Long before modern medicine existed healing existed. Long before the dawn of todays many western ideas ancient cultures treated dis ease successfully. We are here after all and did not die out as a species.

I respect deeply the ancients. I respect suffering and wounding. In a sense it is a teacher.

Grappling with self, wrestling with self is possibly also a part of this?

Wounded. In a process of healing.

Surgery as a patient


The hardest 2 things I have ever had to do is deliver 2 babies. Yes I did do it naturally and perhaps at the age of 37 and 39 I should have listened to the wise advice of so many colleagues and had 2 planned caesars. I wanted the very best for the two angels that I had waited so many years for and I believed going through the birth canal was that. What I did not realise is what it would take out of and from me.

Delivering a child naturally comes with a lot of waiting (patience has never been my forte). It then involves an “older” body “co-operating” with the birth process. If that had all happened “naturally” I guess it may have been different. My body needed help and in the second birth it needed an ocean of a medication called oxytocin (syntocinon). This very large dose into my system helped my 39 year old uterus contract in order to deliver one 3.5 kg baby.

I will keep you in a bit of suspense, like a bit of a thriller novel.

I have just (last friday) had surgery – 4 years after my precious second child’s birth. It was an operation to effectively remove my uterus. This organ that has caused a fair amount of poor quality of life. The surgeon was extremely happy with his operation (they usually are) and presented me with a photo of the wretched organ and great news that it had gone swimmingly.

Wind back 4 years. I had just delivered a baby at around 3 am in the morning. The team were tired. God knows they had had me in chunks. No nursing staff are ever delighted to “nurse” a lady doctor – goes against many grains. I was lying in a lot of blood and had already started to bleed. I was in a fair amount of pain considering I had already delivered a child. The pain escalated, the nausea escalated, the bleeding escalated. I called for help so to speak and was told to shut up and sleep (in my own blood) they had really had enough of me for one night. I tried again. I phoned a friend – no one was up at 4 am. I tried my husband – his phone was off – he was trying to sleep after a hell of a night. I phoned the neighbour and asked him to wake my husband and come to the hospital.

AT one point I left my body and watched mayhem from above.

I woke up – well “arrived” back in my body about 2 days later having been taken to theatre, resuscitated, transfused etc. They never did figure out what was causing my pain 4 years ago. I started on a long journey of recovery mentally, physically and emotionally.

The surgeon showed me (this last saturday)

what happened – my uterus had ruptured and well lets just say the human body is an amazing thing.

I do certainly wish that it had been discovered 4 years ago for a few reasons. The very first and most important being my marriage which suffered greatly for the rupture. The second being the suffering that could so easily have been avoided. I can actually deal with a fair amount (though I do believe my pain threshold is useless), but my wish would be for another women to not have to go through the journey I have travelled. The third being the faith I have lost in my own “kind”. Never did I think it possible to be treated the way I was that night or on 3 occasions where all I really wanted was an apology from the midwife and all staff closed rank and called me something close to a lunatic and just bloody well get over this and move on.

Well I can now. Move on.

I can also say that a hysterectomy is a relative walk in the park. Almost a non-event. Yes I had pain post-op and yes I required the strong stuff. But 2 days later I was not on anything for pain and today I feel like I could run a marathon (I won’t for all those urging me to rest).

Life is an interesting journey and some of the suffering actually helps create focus and for that I am grateful. The most awesome part is just beginning – a journey with Dave and my two girls.

Diabetes cure?


There are various teams around the world – dedicated scientists and enthusiastic people working on all aspects of diabetes – trying to find prevention, cure, treatments – better, onwards and upwards. The diabetic scientific community at large strive for better quality of life.

There are also many snake juice paddlers as there are fake news folk. Do not be duped or sucked into some scam.

It’s a pity that in the light of such a huge and devastating epidemic there would be folk peddling snake juice and basically lying to a vulnerable subset of people. But that is life and ours the task to engage the brain and always question.

New treatments, closed loop technology and cures are on the horizon and I salute the many people working around the clock to accomplish that. Please the internet if FULL of rubbish – surf wisely.

Women uniting


One thing’s for sure it seems that women have found a voice and their inside beast has been shaken and woken. Riled. No longer will we put up with atrocities of the past and trying to be silenced by patriarchy.

It is not ok to carry on the way Donald Trump has on videos etc and think that this can be swept under some great big male carpet.

It is not ok to break down years of progress made by women at large in terms of struggles fought on many levels.

I am delighted to see woman globally uniting and voicing their own truth.

It’s almost guttural and certainly from a very strong deep place inside. It’s certainly pro unity and taking a stand.

From madonna to Ashely Judd to Michael Moore. From the USA to australia. Unity.

Yes we are diverse. Yes we are a rainbow. Yes we are not the same. But yes we are united.

So where these odd men think they can sit around a table and legislate things that they will never understand.

A man will never understand the process of bearing a child. From conception to death of that same child.

And interestingly there is not a man on the planet who was not birthed through the channel of a women- and they dare to speak of respect – oh my word!

I would love for this to change biologically and maybe someday it will. When hormone patches were put onto men in a trial (perimenopause trial) 100% of them became unstable and unhappy to say the least, so it will truly be an interesting day if that does happen.

I am glad women at large have been riled and are speaking out. I do hope that there will  be ears that will listen and at the very least engage in debate and try to understand what it is that has riled womanhood.

I was riled yesterday to the point of boiling over into this article. Luckily in my case reason did prevail and I am very grateful. I will take this a a great positive step forward.

 

Diabetes -wish it would trend like Trump- in an ideal world (sigh)


Diabetes is a scourge of modern day living. Why are we not winning ?

This is a simple disease – type 2 that is perfectly PREVENTABLE and perfectly treatable and yet we are losing this battle left right and centre.

Dialysis, amputations, blindness abound and really should not.

WE have the tools but we do not have political will or the will of the people.

We live in an age where as humans we choose easy street time and time again. Easy street in eating, easy street in not exercising, easy street in unhealthy choices.

One hundred years ago we were skinny and ate half of what we do currently and guess what we had a almost nil type 2 problem. Fast forward to 2016 and the numbers are staggering (like a drunkard) – out of control.

For a disease that is preventable and treatable.

A sugar above 10 has an effect much like coke on the floor – everything becomes one sticky stuck together mess – that’s a poorly controlled diabetic’s body.

Keep your sugar below 10 and voila – no problems in fact, keep your sugar at target and you live longer than a non-diabetic !

Easy peasy lemon squeezy – but we are not doing it ?

I urge you to look after your body – the only one you have – check your sugar regularly -pick up diabetes early and treat it. Better still eat healthily and exercise and skip it. It is possible. It is really possible – however if you would rather just be fat and still – have some diabetes.

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How the heck?


Oh my shattered nerves how on earth has 2016 happened and unfolded this way? Is democracy the way forward ?

I am pretty sure that New Yorkers did not vote for Trump, as Londoners did not vote for brexit. Is it just me or are there way too many stupid people out there. Well if Donald Trump can say the things he has and get voted as the president, I think we should take a leaf out of his book and be less pc going forward.

Perhaps honesty may get us somewhere.

And why the heck did the media lull us into a sense of all is ok with the world by saying Hilary would win?

What does this mean? For the world at large??

Where do we stand and is the world at large a safe place ?

Donald strikes me as quite selfish, is he simply going to forget about the rest of the world?

Today, for once I am glad to live in south africa with our version of stupid as president.donald-trumpzumazump