Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Thursday, September 2, 2010
New Age.
I haven't posted much of anything lately because I'm busy selling SaaS (Inside Baseball, I know, but geeks unite! You know all about it and 99.9 % of you are probably slinging code for an application right now.)
Anyway, I'm not a geek, but I work with 'em--I stare at a screen all day; I conduct webinars hour after hour and when I come home my eyes fall out. So all that time I used to spend blogging is now spent chasing my eyeballs around my living room floor.
I haven't caught up with 'em yet.
Anyway, when I began this thing, a blog was a "web log."
(Write something personal, OK? We want a bloodletting. What is a"web log," anyway? I have notebooks full of bloodletting; the last place that shit will ever show up is the Internet.)
Still: I know it ain't much, either, but this atheist, epileptic leftist who's unwilling to blog under a real name or link to Foursquare is pretty happy that you chose to spend a little bit of time visiting JackRabbitCafé. I have some juicy stories to share, but my typing is so poor you'll probably never see 'em here.
Very un-blogger-like, I know...
(OK, just a l'il bloodletting:)
My back is killing me, and I'm wondering if walking barefoot for miles at a time is causing it. I can't sleep and I have to pee at 3AM. My knees have ached since Duran Duran, but they are much worse now. I didn't shop for a bong yesterday; I went to Target and bought two pillows instead. I like Lady Gaga, but if I say that to her real fans, they smile and call me, "Sir."
"Sir." Me?
Welcome to the New Age.
I was so much older then; I'm younger than that now...
Oh, Bob--if only that were true...
Enjoy yourself--it's later than you think..
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Some Seizure Meds Increase Suicide Risk: JAMA Study.

Before May 25, 1998, I would have read this item in the Los Angeles Times, shrugged and moved on. But that was before the seizures:
Researchers led by a team from Brigham and Women's Hospital in Boston, analyzed data from almost 300,000 people who had begun taking an anticonvulsant. They recorded reports of suicide, attempted suicide or violent deaths in the first 60 days of use. The patients were ages 15 or older. The study found an increased risk of suicidal acts and violent deaths for the drugs gabapentin, lamotrigine, oxcarbazepine, tiagabine and valproate when compared with a standard anticonvulsant, topiramate. For example, there were 5.6 cases of attempted or completed suicide per 1,000 person-years among gabapentin users, 10 cases per 1,000 person-years among oxcarbazepine users and 14.1 cases per 1,000 person-year among tiagabine users compared with topiramate users. The increased risk began about 14 days after the start of treatment.
No one knows why certain anticonvulsants increase the risk of suicidal behavior, however, they are known to produce mood and behavior changes. The FDA requires anticonvulsant drug products to carry a label with information about the suicide risk. Perhaps a stronger warning, such as black box warning on the medication, is warranted. Certain anticonvulsants such as gabapentin have soared in popularity in recent years, often used off-label for psychiatric disorders and various pain conditions. The drugs may be effective to treat disorders other than epilepsy, but they are not without risk.
My history with anticonvulsant drugs is easily defined. There was the Dilantin Era--marked by two-and-a-half years of ineffectual lethargy and a frustrating sense of having lost a lot off my fastball--and the Trileptal Era, defined by an almost immediate lessening of harsh side effects and a renewed optimism that maybe every three months wouldn't bring about a severe seizure and more injuries.
I will almost certainly be in the Trileptal Era for the rest of my life, and I am largely seizure-free. The only side effects may actually be a result of the epilepsy itself and are confined to occasional dizziness and balance problems.
I struggled mightily with Dilantin; I was never suicidal, but it wreaked havoc with my mood, memory and energy. It also did a really shitty job of stopping my seizures. In short--it didn't. But I noted that its active ingredient--phenytoin--isn't listed in the study, while Trileptal's compound--oxcarbazepine--is. Yet I've tolerated Trileptal well, almost from day one.
I am now on the lowest recommended dosage, which was a result of my own experiment with self-medication. I didn't tell my neurologist that I had steadily cut my dosage until a couple of years after I had been taking the minimum on my own. Although my prescription still reads as four tablets a day, we've agreed that I'll take half. It may be the only instance in my life where I advocated that less of a substance was better than more.
Reading about an increased risk of suicide due to anticonvulsant medications is sobering, and there is always a need for continued research and development. A seizure already feels like the whole world is kicking your ass, and I hope that someday every epileptic experiences the beautiful feeling when the kicking finally stops and a peaceful, happy life forever takes its place.

Friday, March 19, 2010
Get Well Soon, Vin.

From the L.A. Times:
Scully was taken from his Hidden Hills home to West Hills Hospital and Medical Center for precautionary reasons and will stay overnight for observation.
Rawitch said the Dodgers expect him to re-join the team in Glendale, Ariz., at Camelback Ranch this weekend for Sunday's telecast between the Dodgers and Cleveland Indians.
Scully is entering his 61st season as the Dodgers’ broadcaster. He is scheduled to broadcast all of the Dodgers’ home games, as well as their road games against National League West and American League West opponents.
UPDATE: Vin's OK, and there's a nice piece here.
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baseball,
health,
los angeles dodgers,
vin scully
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