Highlights of 2015: Health investment

Back to my Highlights of 2015 (it’s March, right?).

I made a lot of investments in my health in 2015. Working on Centennial Campus, I began to take regular walks around campus during lunchtime, often clocking 20 minutes or more of walking that way. When I took my new job in October, my office was within easy walking distance of my home. I began walking to work on a regular basis. Add this to a morning dog walk most weekday mornings and an occasional evening dog walk and I routinely clock over an hour of walking each day.

I also got on board with the Veterans Administration healthcare. This was spurred on by my ususal health issues that I suspect are related to my Gulf War service. As I mentioned recently, the VA has taken pretty good care of me. I am also now in the middle of a drug trial for prednisone for treating Gulf War illness, but that started in February and not 2015!
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Enhancing Cognitive Function with Pregnenolone – Life Extension

I’m participating in a VA research study on pregnenolone and its helpfulness in treating Gulf War Illness.

As a result of normal aging, key hormone levels decline, resulting in a detrimental impact on memory and cognitive function. Scientists believe that the hormone pregnenolone has vast potential for maintaining healthy cognitive function and may be “the most potent memory enhancer yet reported.”

Pregnenolone is the first hormone in the pathway that generates a host of key neurohormones in the brain that are known to affect nerve cell growth and to modulate various moods. Pregnenolone therefore has a dominant effect in a wide range of nervous system functions. This is borne out in research that has demonstrated pregnenolone’s ability to reduce the risk of dementia and improve memory, while also alleviating anxiety and fighting depression. Increasing cognitive function is a key goal for any aging baby boomer.

As natural levels of pregnenolone fall, ensuring optimal levels may represent a crucial cornerstone to every adult’s cognitive wellness program.

Source: Enhancing Cognitive Function with Pregnenolone – Life Extension

The Penguin Tamer moves on

On Monday, I put in my notice at my current job in preparation of starting a new adventure next month. It was a decision I made with much regret as I loved the work, the team, and the company. What I didn’t like was being awakened by my pager on countless nights as some production system or another at work melted down. That, and the several weekends of marathon maintenance work, some keeping me awake all night. I have been hit hard enough lately with the Gulf War Illness fatigue that I couldn’t pile on weeks of guaranteed disrupted sleep. It was affecting my health, it was disturbing my wife’s sleep, too, and taking family time away from me on those work-filled weekends. Unfortunately, no other relief was in sight other than to change jobs.

It wasn’t log into my job search that I realized just how in-demand my skills were. My resume on CareerBuilder attracted 2-3 job opportunities each day. Unfortunately, many of those were generated by lazy recruiters doing keyword searches and consisted of far-flung jobs that often didn’t match my skills or interests. On the bright side, several actual, clueful recruiters did reach out to me with decent opportunities. One of them wrote that this was the hottest IT job market his firm has seen in years, and I believe it. Actual quote:

We are in the strongest market for IT careers that we’ve ever seen and will be sending out lots of emails today.

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Privatizing veteran’s care? I don’t think so

Journalist Charles Lane

Journalist Charles Lane


Washington Post opinion writer Charles Lane suggested today that “market signals” can do a better job than the Veteran’s Administration in taking care of our nation’s veterans.

Without market signals to help allocate resources, long waits and other patient frustrations are inevitable, no matter how sincerely, or how threateningly, Washington orders their elimination.

Ah yes, market signals. That must be why every hospital in America is clamoring to staff its cardiology department, since heart disease is the leading cause of death in the United States. Cancer is #2, so cancer centers are springing up everywhere, too. There’s a huge market for these services but do they do anything to actually advance medical science? The vast majority of them do not. They are, however, unbelievably profitable for the hospitals that have them.

“Market signals” would say every hospital needs heart and cancer centers, but what about the other diseases that are just as deadly if not as popular? ALS was off the public’s radar until last year’s “Ice Bucket Challenge.” The fad brought in more research money for ALS than ever but will the interest remain? Should we not pursue research and treatment because the “market signals” say it’s not as profitable as cancer? Do you tell your loved one with ALS, “sorry, dear. Our death panels, … er, I mean “Wall Street analysts” … say you should’ve gotten cancer instead.”
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Part of the puzzle to be revealed?

Tomorrow is when I talk to the neurologist about the results of Tuesday’s test. The doc has initially diagnosed benign fasciculation syndrome. I’m curious to learn whether he maintains his diagnosis tomorrow.

Twitching continues, mainly in my glutes now. My left bicep has been feeling fatigued for two days, too, though I have not done anything strenuous with it.

On another note, I was checking the Gulf War Illness page on Facebook today when a visitor posted about her veteran husband’s cramp fasciculation syndrome:
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Mitochondria disease

The past few weeks have been so busy for me that I’m only now coming up for air. Going through my list of to do items that had been piling up, I chanced to put in a Google search in an effort to see what my New York illness episode potentially had to do with Gulf War Illness (GWI). A search for “gulf war” and “capillaries” brought me to an online announcement of a recent research study that links GWI to something called mitochrondria disease.

Reading about mitochondria disease was both a revelation and … well, a bit anticlimactic. Checking off the list of symptoms that matched what I’ve had it just seemed like well, of course you have mitochondria disease. While this does give me satisfaction in knowing what I have, simply having a name for what I’ve been suffering from doesn’t bring me any closer to a cure. But at least there are some strategies for mitigating it. I haven’t been officially diagnosed but I’m going in to see my doctor as soon as I can.
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Highlights of 2013: Health

It’s that time when I take stock of the passing year. Kicking off this year’s list is health, both mine and others. I was fortunate again this year that all of my loved ones lived another year. I know I won’t always be able to say this and I know how fortunate I am that I still am graced by the presence of some truly wonderful people.

As for my own health, I began taking it more seriously this year. The new job I took in February and the schedule it required kept me from my daily early-morning dog walks I had enjoyed. I began to miss this simple daily exercise and it soon began to show in my elevated blood pressure. Last winter I had gotten fit enough that I had to take out a few links from my wristwatch to keep it from spinning around my wrist. I was thrilled when I realized that a belt I had last worn a decade ago now fits again.

This progress didn’t last long, though, as the stress of my job and easy access to breakroom snacks led me to mindless snacking at the office. I finally wised up, cut the snacking, cut way back on my beer intake (ooh, that was hard), and cut my weight from 182 pounds earlier this year to 169 pounds Friday morning. This is the first time my weight has dipped below 170 in at least a decade and I couldn’t be happier. I’m even wearing slacks again that last fit me over ten years ago!
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Busy week

Well, last Thursday I caught some kind of cold thing and the massive cold front passing through that day squeezed my sinuses something fierce. My body went berzerk over the weekend and I wound up missing a day and a half of work. I swear the stuff I’m dealing with must be Gulf War Illness (GWI) and I intend to get things checked out as soon as I can.

Anyhow, in spite of my being knocked for a loop earlier this week, I managed to help get Little Raleigh Radio over the first FCC hurdle in its quest to get an LPFM license. The filing window was supposed to be Thursday but got extended until Friday. Ours got filed Thursday evening and it looks good.
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Soldiers Returning From Iraq Suffer From Impaired Cognition

That America-hating newspaper The New York Times says that duty in Iraq appears to have a significant impact on U.S. soldiers’ ability to think:

The research team led by Dr. Vasterling administered a battery of mental tests to 654 male and female soldiers who served in Iraq at various times from April 2003 to May 2005. The tests, more than 20 in all, were given before and after deployment, and included one in which participants had to pay close attention to a computer screen as letters flashed by, waiting to flag each F they saw. In another test, they were asked to memorize simple diagrams and try to recreate them 30 minutes later.

The soldiers did significantly worse in tasks that measured spatial memory, verbal memory and their ability to focus than did 307 soldiers who had not been deployed to Iraq.

Sound familiar? Veterans returning from the Persian Gulf War of 1991 reported similar congnitive problems. Some researchers have attributed this to exposure to nerve gases, the wearing of pesticide collars, and plain old post-traumatic stress syndrome. Could these two be related?

I am a Gulf War veteran myself, but one who has never seen combat, worn a pesticide collar, got gassed, been abducted by space aliens or experienced any of the other potential causes blamed for Gulf War Illness. In spite of this, I have occasional night sweats, chills, rashes, aching joints, low-grade fever. Even occasional dizziness and cognitive issues. Usually I’m just fine. Even great at times. But occasionally things get bad enough to miss work. On those days I’m actually afraid to drive.

I have tried to have an open mind about potential causes and not point the finger at my service in the Gulf but no one has been able to tell me otherwise. In fourteen years of various tests, doctors are clueless as to the cause. All they can do is rule things out. What’s even more frustrating was signing up for a Gulf War study at the local VA hospital a few years back. I had high hopes that by going to a group familiar with Gulf War Illness, I’d finally get a decent diagnosis. Instead, I was told that according to the survey I submitted I was “too healthy” to participate! Perhaps I’m better off, as the few interactions I’ve had with the VA have been less than inspiring, to say the least.

So veterans like me are left to fend for themselves, as the federal government is so eager to explain it away lest it has to actually do something. Meanwhile, the chickenhawks in Congress and the White House happily trade VA funding for large tax cuts, all the while whistling a patriotic tune. It’s so easy to “Support The Troops” when they’re marching off to war and so easy to neglect them when they return.

I say ‘welcome home’ to the soldiers and sailors leaving Iraq. Just don’t count on Iraq leaving you any time soon.

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A Destroyer – By John Steinbeck

USS Elliot (DD-967) in North Arabian Gulf, circa 1998

John Steinbeck spent a few weeks aboard a destroyer in World War II, the USS Knight (DD-663), and wrote this ode to destroyers called “A Destroyer” in 1943. It appeared in a collection of his dispatches published in 1958 in a book called Once There Was a War.

I think it sums up life on a destroyer quite well.

A destroyer is a lovely ship, probably the nicest fighting ship of all. Battleships are a little like steel cities or great factories of destruction. Aircraft carriers are floating flying fields. Even cruisers are big pieces of machinery, but a destroyer is all boat. In the beautiful clean lines of her, in her speed and roughness, in her curious gallantry, she is completely a ship, in the old sense.

For one thing, a destroyer is small enough so that her captain knows his whole crew personally, knows all about each one as a person, his first name and his children and the trouble he has been in and is capable of getting into. There is an ease on a destroyer that is good and a good relationship among the men. Then if she has a good captain you have something really worth serving on.

The battleships are held back for a killing blow, and such a blow sometimes happens only once in a war. The cruisers go in second, but the destroyers work all the time. They are probably the busiest ships of a fleet. In a major engagement, they do the scouting and make the first contact. They convoy, they run to every fight. Wherever there is a mess, the destroyers run first. They are not lordly like the battleships and the men who work them are seamen. In rough weather they are rough, honestly and violently rough.
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