Archive for October, 2009

The unsung benefits of diabetes, pt 1

Tuesday, October 27th, 2009
I got diagnosed with diabetes almost a month ago.  The process of being diagnosed was fairly interesting, and I’ll write more about that later.  What I want to talk about here is a bizarre little phenomenon that happened in my body that I had never heard of before.
I had had symptoms of diabetes for about three months before I was diagnosed.  Diabetes affects your body’s ability to absorb glucose–sugar in your blood.  Your cells can’t eat the sugar, for a number of possible reasons, and so it stays around in your body.  When I was diagnosed, my blood sugars were 10-20 times that of a non-diabetic, and I was promptly admitted to the hospital.
I was put on an insulin drip, which lowered my blood sugar, and given insulin to inject, which I’ve been doing for the past month.  As I was leaving the hospital, a nurse told me–”Don’t go to an eye doctor for about three months.  Your vision is going to be changing until then”
This seemed strange to me, so I looked it up once I got home.  As it turns out, when your blood sugar is high, fluids all over your body have increased glucose.  Injecting insulin allows your cells to absorb the glucose and bring your levels back down, except in a few places, the most notorious of which is the eye.  Your aqueous humor, the fluid in your eyeball, is very slow to drop its glucose levels, and it can take up to three months for the glucose in your eye to go back to normal.  During those three months, your eye ‘wants’ to see a lower glucose concentration in its fluid, so it takes in water to lower the concentration, and as a result, your eye swells.
This all seemed very academic until it happened to me.  Do you know that scene in Spiderman where, the morning after he gets bitten by the radioactive spider, he puts on his glasses and everything’s blurry, and then takes them off and his vision is perfect?  I normally have terrible vision–I’m very nearsighted.  About two days after I got back from the hospital, I noticed I couldn’t focus on anything while I was wearing my glasses.  Sometimes my focus would oscillate in and out wildly, but mostly it would just blur after a second or so of looking at something.  I could feel it getting worse over the course of the day, until randomly, I took off my glasses.  All of a sudden, I could see–not 20/20, but much better than I ever had since my eyes started to go bad when I was 8.  I was blown away–I had become Spiderman!
It was a bit of a problem, though, because I couldn’t see well enough to drive or get around without my glasses, but my glasses prescription was much too strong–I estimate my vision improved by 50%.  The US is not an easy or cheap place to get a new set of prescription glasses, especially if your vision is changing constantly, and any prescription you get will be outdated in a week or two.  I started desperately looking through my family’s old glasses and finally happened upon a pair of my brother’s old glasses from years ago, scratched and smudged with the coating peeling off.  They worked perfectly, and I wore them for about three weeks and my vision was perfect.
Just a few days ago, though, I noticed my vision starting to blur again.  I tried an even weaker prescription, but that didn’t help at all.  I tried my original pair of glasses, and miraculously, they worked perfectly again.  It was almost exactly a month, and my vision ended up right where it started.  While it’s nice to have my vision back to normal, it was wicked awesome to wake up one morning with supervision. 
Bam!

A good idea

Friday, October 23rd, 2009

After spending many late nights flipping through the Mayo Clinic Health Book, which is basically a well-photographed and heavily descriptive list of all known diseases and medical conditions, I got the brilliant idea for a reading companion to the Mayo Clinic book: 

Healthy People Doing Happy Things–an illustrated guide

A short thought on pets

Wednesday, October 21st, 2009

Pets are incredible.  It’s amazing how much an animal can transform and liven up a house–I don’t know anything else–people, toys, music–anything, that can cause such a transformation.  We have a dog named Bear in the coop where I live, and I have endless affection for him.  I’m much happier when he’s in the room.  I miss him when he’s away.  His presence, unequivocally, improves my life at all times.
And so it seems cruel to me that most pets have shorter lives than humans.  Why do we subject ourselves to the pain of loss so much sooner than our genetics require us to?  Why don’t we, as people, prefer pets that are longer-lived than we are?  Why aren’t there more parrots or tortoises as popular household pets?  Or…uh…elephants? 
I take a lot of comfort in knowing that many things I do are bigger than me, and will remain after I’ve moved on.  That’s one of the beautiful things about having a house–it’s always there, waiting for you to come back to it.  Same goes for family, schools, places of worship.  Although we love to go back, years later, and bitch about how crappy things have become, we secretly are thrilled that it’s still there.
So why do we spend so much time and effort in things that are, chronologically, smaller than us?  I have a bizarre, somewhat unpleasant theory:  for the most part, a pet is never a source of sadness or angst.  They don’t break up with us or have fights or make us jealous.  Is it possible that if you sum up all the time another person made you happy, that sum is shorter than a pet’s lifetime?  Is a pet the essence of companionship and comfort in the way a person can never be, simply because pets don’t exhibit the higher-level social effects that drive us nuts about other humans?  Is a pet our mental model for how a partner should act, loving and warm and…uh…licking you at all times?  Or do we know we’ll never get this kind of comfort from another human, that the expectation is unreasonable, and so we use pets as a substitute, to fill in the gaps, so to speak?
I think about this a lot.  Why?  Because I’m morbid and weird.

Happy Himalayan girlfriend day!

Saturday, October 10th, 2009

You love to travel around a lot and then try to impress your friends by showing off worldly you are.  Today, over beers with your poker buddies, you play your ace.
     “Did I tell you guys?  I got a new girlfriend.  She’s Himalayan.  From the Himalayas.”
Your friends are skeptical at first.
      “Bull-shit.  How Himalayan could she be?”

Smiling, you whip out your wallet and show them all pictures of your girlfriend in her Himalayan village.  A reverent silence descends.
     “Whew!” one of them says, giving a low whistle, “that’s pretty fuckin’ Himalayan”
     “Yeah, man.” says another, “I thought she was just going to be from a hill maybe, or the Adirondacks at best.  But no, man.  She’s pure kashmiri–the real deal”
     Your last friend is dumbstruck, mouth opening and closing.  Finally, fist outstretched, he gasps out, “pound it, bro”

You lean back in your chair and smirk.  “Didn’t I tell you?  Eh?”
“You sure did, man,” they say, “you sure did.”

Your friends fall upon you, tear you apart and devour you amidst your horrified screams.  Serves you right for making friends with the cannibals of Papau New Guinea, asshole.

undying respect to Bob Powers from Girls are Pretty Forever

Trip

Friday, October 2nd, 2009

I just got back to the states, and I’ve been going through the pictures from my motorcycle trip.  I adore this one–I was crossing the hot, desolate Thar desert, just below Pakistan.