Today’s Democracy Now! was a must see. The hour was spent re-broadcasting all three of their 2010 interviews with Canadian physician and bestselling author, Dr. Gabor Maté. Check it out…
Tag: Medicine
Different and Proud
I’m often asked if I’m up to date on advances scientists are making on spinal cord research? Honestly I don’t know much about my injuries. Nor do I know, or have much interest in what “they” could do to “fix” me. Mostly on account of I’ve always seen my situation as something that just happened to me. A modified part of an existence that I needed to learn to deal with if I ever hoped to continue to live a productive life.
I don’t or have I ever considered myself as broken. Just altered. Of course I appear different than most blokes on the street. But no matter how hard or soft you look, everyone is different. That doesn’t necessarily mean you’re better than me on account of an assumed “inability.” No matter how fair that assumption may appear to be. And by no means does that mean I’m better than you. Continue reading Different and Proud
Paging Dr. Gupta
Last week Elizabeth Cohen, on CNN’s American Morning spoke about a newly released study comparing the effectiveness of three different diets–a low fat diet, the Mediterranean diet and a low-carb diet–and with results in hand, quite surprisingly gawked at the findings. I’m sure if she went further into specifics of said study, it would tell quite a different story. But I digress…Â
The study followed a bunch of people over a course of a two year period and tracked their weight-loss. I’m not sure about any specifics of the study, I’m too lazy and I don’t really care to cite it. But I have to mention this study was conducted by a group with a stake in the findings. And, rather shockingly the findings favored this group.Â
Not my point… Continue reading Paging Dr. Gupta
All Things Come To Pass
Not so long ago in a vehicle not all that far away life took a most interesting turn. I was involved in the MOST spectacular car crash in automotive history…
OK, maybe referring to my accident as a spectacle is excessive, if not a figment of my over-active imagination. Fortunately I was told something a little different. Actually a lot different. No fires. No roll-overs. No explosions. It was nothing more than a big loud bump in the quiet rural night.
But where a few tons of hurried steel stumbling upon a well anchored roadside monstrosity lacked any discernible value, it’s cost landed a legacy through consequence. Simply put, I got “thumped.” Continue reading All Things Come To Pass