Friday, December 31, 2010
HW 25
Two senior citizens who always paid their taxes and were “model citizens” their whole life had to sell their home and move in with their children because they could not afford the cost of the husband’s cardio treatment and the wife’s cancer treatment. Another example was that one woman had health insurance and when she had an emergency medical problem, her insurance company bailed out because she had a harmless yeast infection a few years back that she thought wasn’t important enough to mention in her insurance “signup sheet”.
People think that if you pay your taxes and follow the rules like you should, your government will take care of you. Your government will not let you get screwed over by a money hungry medical system.
Insurance companies that want to make a profit (all of them) do not want to bear the cost of an expensive treatment so they just cut the patient off. I do not even need to explain how ridiculous and unfair that is.
The drug act of 2003 which was created to help senior citizens in the US more extensively than standard health care would. What they did not mention while the elitist of that time passed the law, was that the medicine companies would be free to name their price for all the medicine that they provided. If the demand for one medicine increased, the price for it would skyrocket. Price gauging and preying on the needy should be made illegal, but why would it be? Why would the US government help the people that put them in power instead of making more money? Sources: https://www.cms.gov/mmaupdate/
I thought Sicko was an incredibly insightful movie. It was silly and a bit too obvious at some parts but at others, it provided some crucial information that most Americans are blind to. Everyone in America, yes I said everyone, thinks that if you do not have health insurance, you are in big trouble. They are right but after watching Sicko, I realized that having health insurance or being able to afford it isn’t that much better.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
HW 22
In this book I tell the story of my experience before, during, and after my brother, Devon, is admitted in a hospital in Antigua after contracting HIV. In the beginning of the book, I delve into my childhood by exploring my life complications when I used to live in Antigua. Devon was the only one among my mother's four children that was not born in a hospital. The hospital was appalling. It is not just the hospital. It is the general health care in Antigua. I had to bring a special medication made for AIDS patients called AZT from the states since they did not have it in Antigua. The hospital is extremely dirty and mismanaged. Devon was isolated because of his condition, this is the same for every other AIDS patient. One good thing that came from my brother's illness is the fact that I realized I loved him. I guess I always knew that I loved him but it was not until I saw him in the state he was, that I truly openly said it to him. Devon was surprised when I told him I loved him but he was happy in the end and replied kindly. With the help of AZT and other western medication, Devon was starting to feel better and was discharged from the hospital.
"I felt myself being swallowed up in a large vapor of sadness...I became afraid that he would die before I saw him again...It surprised me that I loved him; I could see that was what I was feeling, love for him, and it surprised me because I did not know him at all."
- Kincaid never liked her brother's morals nor his daily practices. She was distant from him her entire life and when she finally faced him again, she realizes that she really does love him.
“I had said to him that nothing good ever could come of his being so ill, but all the same I wanted to thank him for making me realize that I loved him” (21)
- People don't really miss the things they have until they don't have it anymore. Its a good thing Kincaid realized that she loved her brother before it was too late.
“I missed him. I missed seeing him suffer. I missed felling sorry that in the midst of some large thing and hoping he would emerge from it changed for the better. I did not love him.” (57-58)
- As Devon's condition improved, Kincaid grew less and less fond of him. She was starting to take him for granted again.
To be honest, I was not surprised at all when the author said she really did love her brother. Even though Devon has been nothing short of a disappointment to her and their family, he is still her brother which makes her forced by nature to love him. In my opinion, I believe this to be true for every family. No matter how screwed up it is. I personally can't say anything about this matter because thankfully, I never had a family member that I hated. But if there was, I am certain that I would be able to forgive them. No matter what they did.
Friday, December 10, 2010
HW #21 b- T/W Comments
I liked how you connection with what Beth had done for Erik and what you would want if you were ever admitted in a hospital. Like you, I also found it interesting how Erik was protected and discouraged from thinking about death. I also liked your thoughts on why Beth feels upset every time she sees anyone injured/sick.
I also liked how you ended your blog by pondering whether Beth was relieved/grateful that her husband died the way he died instead of something less painful such as a coma.
One thing i think you should include in your next blog is how you would have reacted if someone is your family was diagnosed with cancer (God forbid). Just try to make it more personal.
Overall, a really good blog. Keep it up. :)
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Amanda Pagano (classmate)
Hey Abdullah,
I think it is interesting that you felt/feel that "Erik’s fight with cancer truly motivated me to do something with my life instead of just wasting time in front of the almighty computer monitor." I find this to be interesting because I myself had a moment when I felt this way, but it swiftly passed, I don’t know if lifestyles can be changed that quickly but it would be fascinating to find out if they could and for how long the lifestyle can be altered. I am curious to know why/how hearing Beth speak about how she and Evan helped Erik motivated you.
-Amanda
Spencer Elliot (Friend)
I like what you said about illness as "a cold or a broken arm" rather than a fatal condition. It really makes me think about people's expectations of disease and how they change upon themselves or loved ones being diagnosed with a fatal illness.
Sarwar Sarker (Father)
Us human being should be there for each other, I am glad that you have same feelings as Ms. Bernett has for her husband. However, it is not clear to me as you said "made me feel a sudden appreciation for how valuable my health really is", in fact cancer may affect anyone and how we all should fight to keep patients such as Erik alive is important. You should focus on how we can contribute for similar victims.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
HW #21 - Expert #1
• Asymptomatic
• Clinical Trials
• Wanted to be treated as a person instead of a disease
• Did not want to be just another number
• Palliative care
• Hallucinations
It is never easy to talk about a loved one that has passed away, I speak from experience, and therefore, I applaud Beth Bernett for her courage and valiancy. Beth shared with the class the stories of how her husband, Erik Wood, met at a blind date and fell in love at first sight. After decades of living happily together and having two kids, Erik was diagnosed with kidney cancer. Erik was asymptomatic for a substantial period of time before he was diagnosed so he never directly expressed any discomfort which did not give his family members to be truly prepared for what was coming. Erik was placed under clinical trials and he was responding fairly well until things started to look bad. Beth mentioned how they never talked about death or dying. This struck me as really interesting since people normally want to settle their affairs, write/dictate their wills, discuss burial rituals, etc. “I didn’t even know if he wanted to be buried. He wasn’t for the record.”
Beth talked about how she tried to make her husband’s room in the hospital as homely as possible by making art with her children. She did not want people to look at Erik as a disease and pity him, she wanted visitors to look at him as the same person they knew and loved before he was diagnosed. Beth mentioned treating everyone from the doctors to the x-ray technician compassionately and respectfully. I thought that was an incredibly important life lesson. Don’t just treat people as someone who can do something for you. Treat them as someone who has a life, family, feelings and emotions. She also mentioned how when her younger son, Evan, was sick last week, the people at the hospital were more helpful and friendly to them then they would have been if they weren’t known in the hospital as a kind and caring family.
At the point at which Erik could only have been subsidized by palliative care, Beth took it upon herself and Evan to take care of him on his last days instead of having a stranger come in and look after their husband and father. Her older son, Josh, was very close to Erik and Josh was depicted as a “gentle soul” and therefore he was forced to stay at his dormitories instead of taking care of his father. Beth believed that it was best for him because the grief would be too much and Josh might have ended up in a hospital himself. I completely agree with Beth’s decision. The fact that she was able look after her dying husband still take care of her boys seemed astonishing and remarkable to me.
Listening to Beth talk about how she helped her husband do tasks like going to the bathroom every day, made me feel a sudden appreciation for how valuable my health really is. When I think of illness, it is always something such as a cold or a broken arm but I never think of anything fatal. Erik’s fight with cancer truly motivated me to do something with my life instead of just wasting time in front of the almighty computer monitor. Some people say illness is a gift. I both agree and disagree with that statement. Learning about Erik’s life was sort of a gift to me, especially since the story was somewhat connected to me since I’d like to consider myself as one of Evan’s closest friends. On the other hand, the millions of people (and their families) that died of cancer probably disagree. Yes, they did learn to cherish their lives, but at what price? I think Beth Bernett did a noble job by sharing her story with us. I think it is a much better way of remembering someone instead of the traditional way; lamenting and mourning over the deceased’s old possessions.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
HW 19
Treatments such as therapists and psychologists are some of the holistic examples that my dad absolutely despises. He believes that people spend too much time determined on letting other people fix their lives that they forget that they are the ones in control. They are “Brain washing and mind controlling schemes” according to my dad. He also says therapists and psychologists just leech money from people who are desperate and give them answers that the patients want to hear. I completely agree with my dad but I also think that just because therapists and psychologists play mind trick, doesn’t mean they aren’t helpful. If a person is having suicidal thoughts and a shrink is able to help him by using mind tricks, then why not? I see nothing wrong with that.
My family has had complete faith in allopathic medicine for generations. My grandfather was a surgeon and his father was also a doctor. My sister is also studying medicine in college and she aspires to be either a surgeon or just a hospitalist. Even though I’ve never been admitted to the hospital for more than a day, I have full confidence in the work they do. This may sound hypocritical, but my family and I also try to keep away from powerful medicine. Not because we don’t trust it but because of the possible side effects and also because you should always try and have as less chemicals as you can in your body.
When I asked my dad about what he thought about dying and how he would like to die, he closed his eyes and was quiet for a while. I thought he fell asleep or something but after I nudged him a little he simply said, “I am trying to remember something”. He could not recall where the quote he was trying to remember was from but it was, “Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.” I later looked up the quote and it is by Isaac Asimov. He confessed to me that he didn’t want a painful death. I didn’t question him about this since he is older and a lot more experienced with death than me. He suffered through the deaths of both of his parents and he knew how it would feel when I went through the same thing.
Monday, November 29, 2010
HW 18
If you haven’t guessed already, my family doesn’t celebrate Thanksgiving. Which is weird since my understanding of the origins of Thanksgiving is; the Pilgrims and Indians sharing food. (This might come off as offensive) Even though I am not the right type of Indian, I do not recall being invited to anyone’s Thanksgiving dinner party. Maybe it was because they all know that my family would not attend even if we were invited. Or maybe it was because in the past, my family is known to ignore all pointless gatherings where the only purpose was to “have fun”. Whenever I tell this to people, they always look at my family and I as unsocial. In no way is this true. We love talking to people. When there is an actual point. Otherwise, it is just a waste of time.
I just realized that I have written what I would consider two paragraphs without even addressing the question for this blog entry. How was my Thanksgiving experience? I woke up at 11PM and spent the entire day doing SAT practice problems. At around 3PM I had a very satisfactory lunch and continued to do SAT practice until 5PM. Then I put on my video game pants and got ready for my daily Call of Duty session. I was quite disappointed since all the people I usually play with were wasting time somewhere else instead. I had to fall back to my foreign friends (It’s funny that I refer to people from my own country as foreigners now). I stopped playing at around 7PM and was getting ready for bed since I had to wake up the next day at 4AM for Black Friday. That brings me to my favorite part of Thanksgiving. Black Friday. The one American tradition that I have no complaints on.
In conclusion, my Thanksgiving was more of an anti-body experience than a body-centered one. Which means that I tried spending my time according to what would be better for my mind. In no way do I say that I succeeded, but “I tried my best”.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
HW 17 Initial Thoughts on Illness and Dying Unit
As I said before, my family has never been seriously ill before and therefore I have been taught to look at illness as something that you should never have to go through. If either my sister or I fall ill, my parents look at it as if it was our own fault so we deserved it. Until last year, my entire immediate family would eat the same meals when we were at home. So, if only one of us was sick, it had to be because of something that person did wrong. If anyone in my family gets sick, we still get the same care any other family would give their loved ones but we also get a lecture so we try and never be sick again. I have been taught to look at death as a stage in life that everyone eventually has to go through. Since my family and I believe in heaven and hell, I have also been taught to look at death as a judgment call. Which basically connotes to; do not be too attached to life since you will eventually have to let go.
Death is something that scares everyone. I am no exception to that fear. People try extremely hard to try and please everyone around them. Most of the students in my grade are trying extremely hard to improve their grades so they will be able to go to a good college and have a successful life. Sometimes I question these norms that everyone has created for themselves. Why are we working so hard? We all know that we will eventually have to die and none of this will matter anymore. So why am I sitting in the train right now writing this essay the day it is due? If my grades do go up and I get into of the best colleges, and lead a successful life, meaning I have a lot of money, I will still die and that money will not account for anything. “The one who dies with the most toys, still dies” I read this quote in our social studies class last week and it really got me thinking about what my life goals should be. Does it really matter that I died rich? No. It doesn’t. So I have decided to use whatever money I have earned and saved up in my lifetime for something that will benefit other people for years to come.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
HW 11 - Final Food Project 1
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
HW 12 - Final Food Project 2 - Outline
Argument 1: Increased rates of people getting sick from eating food that is considered normal but is actually very weird.
Evidence: Obesity epidemic
Evidence: Diabetes rates in children and immigrants
Evidence: Death toll from food related incidents
Citation:
http://www.obesityinamerica.org/
Diabetes Article
Text: Fast Food Nation
Text: Omnivore's Dillema
http://www.vegansoapbox.com/help-needed-require-video-cameras-in-slaughterhouses/
http://www.socialistalternative.org/publications/fastfood/ch3.html
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1286537/
Monday, October 18, 2010
HW 7D
Friday, October 15, 2010
HW 9 - Freakonomics Response
Thursday, October 14, 2010
HW 7C
Chapter 16
Precis
The anatomy of the human digestive system is marvelous. It lets us eat a variety of food. Compared to the very picky Kaola Bear, who only eats eucalyptus leaves. Because of the thousands of immigrants in US, there is no one traditional food. So there is not nationwide food that everyone likes. This makes marketing companies's job a lot easier. Americans don't have their minds set to one type of food. They will eat everything that tastes good. That is the omnivore's dillema, they have too much choices. They cannot decide between healthy and cheap.
Gems
“Meanwhile, the kids, and Dad, too, if he’s around, each fix something different for themselves, because Dan’s on a low-carb diet, the teenager’s become a vegetarian, and the eight-year-old is on a strict ration of pizza that the shrink says it’s best to indulge (lest she develop eating disorders later on in life)."
Thoughts
Michael Pollan has changed the food habits of many many people. But those people are almost insignificant to the number of people who follow the commands of the big industrial marketing people. What the people need is a man (or woman) of power who can motivate the people to a different level. If only there was a person who was elected to govern the people by the people...
Chapter 15
Precis
I have educated my self first hand with the food from industrial farms and organic farms. Now it is time I must learn about the last category of food. Food that is hunted by me. I have never gone hunting in my life. In America, hunting is more of a recreational sport that you do with your dad. My dad was more of an indoor type guy so he never taught me anything related to hunting or foraging. Fortunately, I had met a man called Angelo who would be helping me through my journey of finding out everything about where food really comes from.
Gems
“…you have to have had a certain kind of dad in order to join the culture of hunting in America, and mine, one of the great indoorsmen, was emphatically not that dad. My father looked upon hunting as a human activity that had stopped making sense with the invention of the steakhouse.”
Thoughts
This Chapter gave us a little bit of insight into Pollan's life as a kid. Especially with the mention of his father. I finally understand why he is doing all these studies and experiments to understand where food comes from. It is not to make money from writing a book or making a documentary. It is to educate people so that people who grew up with parents like his, but aren't open minded enough to do the studies themselves. It is a study meant for lazy people who are willing to accept the truth only if people tell it to them but they will never go out to find it for themselves.
Chapter 14
Precis
After my experience in Salatin's farm, I decide to make a meal for my friends. The healthiest and the most delicious meal I can make. Fortunately, my friends like the food. That would be an understatement, they loved the food. I dedicated the dinner to the chickens that I bought from Salatin's farm. Without the chickens, my friends and I would not have the pleasure to enjoy this wonderful meal.
Gems
“One of the reasons we cook meat (besides making it tastier and easier to digest) is to civilize, or sublimate, what is at bottom a fairly brutal transaction between animals.”
Thoughts
After reading this Chapter, all I wanted to do was visit the country side and get some chicken and ask my mom to re-create Pollan's meal. But alas, with me living in the city, going to a Polyface farm is near impossible. It will probably be a 3 hour drive one way. One day, I will go to a Polyface farm and maybe then I will truly understand the beauty of organic food. Why not just go to an organic market here in the city? Like Salatin says, if you want the truly pure food from the farm, you gotta go down and get it.
Chapter 13
Precis
Salatin has a strict code of conduct; never to feed food that has been genetically modified, meaning, corn. Salatin believes that food should never be shipped cross country. This uses up fossil fuels that could be used for something else. Even though Satalin's food may look more expensive than super market food, it really isn't. With supermarket food you need to deal withthe cost of food-borne illnesses, of crop subsidies, of subsidized oil and water.
Gems
"Oh, those beautiful eggs! The difference is night and day- the color and richness and fat content. There's just no comparison. I always have to adjust my recipes for these eggs- you never need as many as they call for."
Thoughts
The consumers should always know where their food is coming from. The problem with industries is that the meat that they process is never just one animal. Beef for example, a hamburger sold in McDonald's won't contain meat from only one cow, it will always be a mixture of 5-6. This increases the chances of diseases spreading from the cattle to consumers.
Chapter 12
Precis
Today was the day. It was my turn to experience first hand what it is like to slaughter an animal. Many of Salatin's neighbors showed up to help with the slaughtering of the animals so it was more like a family activity rather than a job. It was hard for me to first get used to it. I tried not to look at the animals that I was given to kill. But once or twice I would glance at their eyes and I would only see fear. The chickens were placed upside down in cones so they would be calm and I was supposed to slit their throats. The chickens were later placed into a dumbed down version of a centrifuge where they are cleaned and their feathers plucked. After all the chickens are slaughtered and cleaned, they are placed on a separate section of the farms where people from all over the county showed up to pick up their healthy meat.
Gems
-“We do not allow the government to dictate what religion you can observe, so why should we allow them to dictate what kind of food you can buy.”
-"Make no mistake, we're in a war with the bureaucrats, who would like nothing better than to put us out of business."
Thoughts
Pollan's description of his first time slaughtering an animal was simply stunning. It made me actually imagine my self standing in his place and doing the things that he thought he was never capable of doing. Some people may argue as to why they should buy organic because the animals have the same result as industrial animals. They get slaughtered brutally. To them I say, it is not how their life ends that matter, it is how their life was that truly makes the difference in the end.
Chapter 11
Precis
Efficiency is everything in Joel Salatin's farm. What we consider early is time being wasted to the workers at Salatin's farm. Everything in the farm works in a cycle and in order. Chickens feed from broilers and their feces helps the grass grow, which the cow eats and the cow's feces also helps the grass grow which more cows/pigs can feed on.
Gems
“One of the greatest assets of a farm is the sheer ecstasy of life.”
Thoughts
Industrial farms are cheap but they harm the environment and their consumers at a rate that is unthinkable and food from Salatin's farm costs considerably more but is very healthy and good for the environment.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
HW 7B
HW 7
Precis