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Italy Is Red Zone: Draconic Measures to fight the Covid-19
The first new episode of Montalbano was finally starting yesterday evening. Most of us, in Italy, were ready to watch after dinner our most famous fictional detective in Sicilian Vigata in pursuit of the murderer. The usual commercial break ended, but the news started instead, on our great surprise. The Extraordinary Edition of the news opened on our popular journalist Francesco Giorgino, from the channel RAI1, who in a controlled, yet, excited tone informed his audience that our Premier Giuseppe Conte was on the verge of giving a speech to the entire nation.
By Raffaella Ferretti6 years ago in Longevity
What I Learned When I Sprained My Butt and Injured a Rib While Sneezing
Aging and still doing what you love Earlier this year, I sprained my right butt cheek. I pulled a neck muscle while putting on a T-shirt, and I sprained a rib while sneezing. Last year, I broke the tip of my left pinky. I often wake up in the morning with a stiff neck because I “slept wrong.” In last night’s soccer game, I either suddenly developed appendicitis or was trying to pass a kidney stone while shielding a defender.
By Jeff Livingston6 years ago in Longevity
Angel of Miracles
April 20, 2008: “I got your blood test results from the physical I gave you last week. After watching your white blood cell count rise the past few months, I need you to make an appointment with Anne Mellott. She’s a hematologist/oncologist …” The squirrel cage runs in my head. Let’s see: Hema-. That’s blood. Oncologist. That’s cancer. Blood … cancer … blood …. cancer. Where have I heard that combination before? DAD. “Wait a minute,” I said to the doctor. “Do you think I’ve got leukemia?” A pregnant pause. “Yes,” she said.
By Michel Schwartz6 years ago in Longevity
Living with Fibromyalgia Part 01
You know, I really wish that back in 2015 the chaotic move from a single story apartment to one only 1/2 a mile away JUST to change my address so my Rapist of a grandfather couldnt find me, wasn’t the catalyst that sent my chronic pain condition into a spiral down.
By The Rainbow Ram6 years ago in Longevity
The Five Worst Types of People at your Gym
The fitness center industry has been in a growth cycle the last decade, with more than 61 million people a member of a fitness center. There are more than 36,000 fitness centers in the U.S. and they gross more than $26 billion annually. In those 36,000 fitness centers there is a melting pot of exercisers – from Yoga enthusiasts to body builders, cardio fanatics to no-body-fat HIIT acolytes. However, accompanying these fitness fans, there are those workout wannabes that constitute the worst five types of people you can see at your gym.
By Frank Racioppi6 years ago in Longevity
The Opioid Crisis Is Punishing Those with Real and Serious Conditions
She’s experienced this since her high school days in the 1980’s. And even then she started seeing a chiropractor on a frequent basis. This proved for quite some time to be an effective way of helping her with most of the pain she experiences. But as she got older, pain management became an even trickier task. Now, as her pain has gotten significantly worse and most other forms of relief have shown to be useless, medication has become a necessary factor in her life. However, due to the recent opioid crisis, obtaining the medication found proven to keep her living a productive and normal life has taken jumping through hoops and a lot of judgement from doctors and society altogether to receive. It’s imperative that we take the necessary steps to keep the number of opioid addictions and opioid related deaths down. But I’ve attended enough doctors appointments and emergency room visits by my mothers side to know that treating people with chronic pain like drug addicts is neglectful.
By Sydney Lovell6 years ago in Longevity
VoiceForVoiceless
ALZ caregiving is not about the caregiver. Inside of each patient with cognitive brain disorder is a beautiful individual with a good heart wondering what’s going on in their heads. My husband was diagnosed in 2009 with Alzheimer’s Disease. I’ve been his 24/7 voice and caregiver since that date. From the onset of my husband’s ALZ attack, I had to learn by trial and error. It soon became very clear, in our situation, that this was our journey. I had to figure out so much about something I knew so little about. However, I knew without a doubt that I needed to learn, “How do I become what he needs when his reality is not real and is not mine.
By Patricia Stone6 years ago in Longevity
