Not exactly how the kick ass AC/DC song goes but close enough to make the point of this somewhat poignant post (ah, the hackneyed beauty of alliteration) which is:
If you are a Covid-19 survivor, we, as in humanity and as represented by the Red Cross, need your blood.
April 10 of this year is the ten-year anniversary of my bone marrow transplant; in addition to my awesome bone marrow donor who saved my life, I required bags and bags and bags and bags of lifesaving donor blood and platelets in the lead up before the transplant and long after.
So obviously, blood donors are near and dear to my heart…
Especially since so much of their blood has pulsed through it.
It was catching the leukemia cold ten years ago that got me into blogging (for better and/or worse). My original site was dedicated solely to my cancer experience, which includes a bad case of lung disease as an unfortunate side effect of the transplant. I’ve incorporated all the posts into this site so you can click on the categories or search key words, or you can visit the original called Marrowish.
But enough about little or’ me and back to the somewhat poignant point of this promise-seeking post: if you got Covid-19 blood, we want it!
P.S.: If you’re a blogger or a tweeter or a conspiracy theorist on Conspiracy Theories Central (aka Facebook) or a nude exhibitionist on Snapchat or what ever your social media flavor of the week is…
SPREAD THE WORD!
I keep coming across trump cultists on Conspiracy Theory Central aka Facebook breathlessly claiming that the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention has drastically downgraded the number of coronavirus-related deaths. They haven’t; in fact, based upon their data set – death certificates – it appears the rate is actually higher, but because there is a significant lag in reporting that can be up to eight weeks, the numbers they are reporting appear lower to those who don’t dig into the data.
But don’t take my word for it…
These numbers are preliminary because death certificates take time to be processed and collected, and complete death tallies from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention can take up to eight weeks to become final. The speed of that data reporting varies considerably by state. In Connecticut, for example, where reported coronavirus deaths are high, the C.D.C. statistics include zero reported deaths from any cause since Feb. 1, because of reporting lags.New York Times, April 28, 2020
And for all you cultists brainwashed to hate the NY Times, here is the fine print from the actual CDC report that says exactly what the Times reported because it’s where the Times got it:
NOTE: Number of deaths reported in this table are the total number of deaths received and coded as of the date of analysis and do not represent all deaths that occurred in that period.Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, Provisional Death Counts for Coronavirus Disease (COVID-19)
*Data during this period are incomplete because of the lag in time between when the death occurred and when the death certificate is completed, submitted to NCHS and processed for reporting purposes. This delay can range from 1 week to 8 weeks or more, depending on the jurisdiction, age, and cause of death.
Anyway… Thanks for listening to me whine.
I know it won’t matter a hoot but…
I feel better now.
…is actually a form of human therapy.
UPDATE: Shift Change
Just had one of those bizarre trapped-in-between-sleep-and-consciousness morning dreams that starred Sam Rockwell and Dwight Yoakam. Not sure why but I think I was fanboying and trying to get them to star in my next movie.
Regardless, I now have Dwight’s song stuck in my head and, in the spirit of friendship and camaraderie, I offer it here so it can be stuck in yours as well…
I have whined a lot here in the past, and I mean a lot… no, really… a lot, about how screwy my brain has become ever since I caught the leukemia bug nearly a decade ago and was deluged with excessive amounts of chemo.
Not to mention I still take a daily dose of the stuff as a prophylactic so I don’t come down with that nasty little bug ever again.
Anyway, long story short — I have developed some pretty heavy duty vestibular issues and other funky brain-related stuff as a result, so for the past little while I’ve been working on various techniques and exercises to try to strengthen the ol’ noggin up a bit.Continue reading “Rememborizing*”
A few years ago I started getting migraines. I didn’t know they were migraines at the time because they weren’t painful, they just knocked me for a loop – dizziness, nausea, in need of sleep, lights too bright, ears ringing, the usual suspects.
The first one I ever had scared the bejesus out of me, hitting me so hard while I was out mowing the lawn that I almost fell to my knees. It even knocked loose vitreous from my left eye and to this day I have little black gnat-like floaters buzzing around in there and annoying the hell out of me.
Continue reading “Here’s to blood in the eye…”
FDA warns about increased risk of cancer relapse with long-term use of azithromycin (Zithromax, Zmax) antibiotic after donor stem cell transplant
The French study which the FDA based a recent safety announcement on had to be discontinued after two years because the rate of the return of cancer and even death was too high in those patients with cancers of the blood or lymph nodes who undergo a donor stem cell transplant and were taking the antibiotic azithromycin (Zithromax, Zmax) long term to prevent a certain inflammatory lung condition [LUNG GVHD/BOS].
Did not know Wayne Static had died in 2014.
What a frikkin’ bummer.
I’m a fan of Industrial Music — Rock, Metal, Electronic — with Nine Inch Nails being my typical band of choice whenever I’m jonesing for a deep, dark, dystopic fix.
But whenever I was in need for an adrenaline fix, Wayne Static — his stage name obviously — with his band Static-X would always get me to where I was fixin’ to go.
It’s been a while since I needed a high-tempo rush like that so I hadn’t heard nor thought of Static-X in many o’ moons; however, now that I’m to the point where I’m working out regularly, a Static-X classic popped up on my Apple Music Industrial Rock Workout Playlist that Apple nerds had kindly and conveniently curated for me.
Warning: If you’re not familiar with this genre of music, you may want to check, first, with your doctor to ensure your heart can handle it, and then, second, with your Priest/Spiritual Advisor to ensure your spirit can handle it, as well…
Continue reading “Drugs, Death, and Rock & Roll”
If you’ve never heard of Hof before… prepare to have your mind blown.
This dude, known as The Iceman, can withstand the coldest colds and endure the hottest hots for practically as long as he wants all because he can control his mind and, through that, his core temperature, all through a radical breathing technique of his.
I’ve lost nearly half of my lung capacity due to a side effect called graft versus host disease after from my bone marrow transplant so, apart from the fact my survival rate chances were in the cellar, I never expected to be able to do much in the way of cardiovascular work ever again.
My son turned me onto Hof last year and, while I’m still in my initial stages of learning from this guy, you should see me going for it on the exercise bike and with the weights. I cannot imagine how much more I will be able to progress the more I progress with Hof’s techniques.
Reminder, as per clearly stated in my Terms & Disclaimers I am not a doctor so don’t go doing this stuff without consulting the experts first.
But if you want to experience a new reality of living… watch the fascinating Vice documentary about him below and then go check out this wild man’s youtube site.
When it comes to physical pain, it’s purpose is hardly in question: It focuses us to where our immediate attention and action is required.
We accidentally rest our hand on a hot stove top burner and, without our sense of pain, our hand, if it weren’t for our sense of smell, would become cooked well enough to serve up at the next meal.
We could laugh at this, but sadly and horrifically there are some who do not experience the sense of physical pain due to a rare condition known as congenital analgesia.
Hey! How about that?!
Pretty cool, no?
You can learn more about the magazine and all the good folks there doing God’s work here.
You can learn more about my book here.
You can check out the post the book was inspired by here.
And you can learn how I feel about pink as the color of cancer here.
So… based on your very kind, honest, and funny feedback to my last post, it appears that Cards Against Humanity, while being fun and completely aligned with my temperament, may not be the game best suited for building up my brain muscle.
I know there are several companies out there now that say they have games and apps that will improve one’s cognitive function and may hold diseases like Alzheimer’s at bay. However, those companies were pretty much debunked by a group of neuroscientists with this.
The good news is that there may actually be one game out there that does improve brain function.
From the LA Times:
If you’re intent on keeping dementia at bay, new research suggests you’ll need more than crossword puzzles, aerobic exercise and an active social life. In a study released Sunday, researchers found that older adults who did exercises to shore up the speed at which they processed visual information could cut by nearly half their likelihood of cognitive decline or dementia over a 10-year period…
The data that the LA Times is reporting from was presented at the Alzheimer’s Assn.’s International Conference.
The study the data was drawn from was conducted by the National Institutes of Health’s National Institute on Aging.
The game used in the study found to be effective is called Double Decision.
Of course you have to become a paid subscriber to play the game. If you pay monthly, it costs $14.00. If you pay annually, it costs $8.00.
A monthly membership to Golds Gym costs around $25.00 a month.
I am not yet sure if I am going to subscribe to play the game but I am sure, based upon your feedback and my research, that muscles, brains or otherwise, are expensive to build and maintain.
So… yeah. I’ve been having some chemo brain issues for quite a while now and I’m in search of interesting ways to build up my brain muscle to counter these “cognitive disorder” side-effects, as my neurologist so neatly calls them.
I’ve never been a board game – or any game for that matter – kind of guy, but I’ve read and I’ve heard anecdotal evidence that board games do help with one’s focus and clarity issues.
And I found this:
As you can see, it tags itself as “A party game for horrible people.” And while I don’t feel that I’m all that horrible, after reading a few of the many thousands of reviews, it does seem like a game that would appeal to my interests.
Does that make me so horrible?
That was rhetorical.
Which brings me to the point of this pointy post…
Research, with you being my source information.
Have you played the game? And if so, what do you think of it? Is it fun? Challenging? Stoopid? Do you feel you have a stronger brain because of your playing it?
And don’t worry, just because you played the game doesn’t mean I will judge you as a horrible person.
I will, however, admire your courage for admitting it.
If you’re not familiar with the game, you can learn more about it here.