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September 1, 2009

It’s Not About the Hike

Filed under: General,Health & Wellness,The Great Outdoors — akascribe @ 10:13 pm

A few buddies and me, we’ve established what now can reasonably be described as an annual tradition.  Every June we head out of town for a weekend.  The locale usually varies but the constants are: an all-day hike, good food and lots of male camaraderie.  I think I can speak for the others when I say it’s become a major highlight on the calendar.

I’ve known the other three – Arthur, Edwin and Marco – for varying amounts of time and through differing connections, and I’d been happy socializing and even hiking with each of them before we started doing these wilderness pilgrimages, but it soon became apparent that we’d stumbled onto something special after the first trip together to Yosemite.  Actually, Art didn’t make that one, owing to a bicycle accident, but since I’d hiked Half Dome with him once before, it seemed like he was present.  We rectified it the next year, though, with a less strenuous but still beautiful hike in the Sierra south of Yosemite with our full compliment of four.

The original idea, I think, was something closer to camping.  Maybe not full-on backpacking, but at least cookouts and sleeping bags. Somehow it has morphed into staying at rustic but nicely equipped vacation rentals, with real beds and a kitchen.  I don’t think any of us minds.  We’ve all roughed it before and, speaking for myself, I’m unashamed to admit that at my age the creature comforts suit just fine.

That first year was the oddball, since we stayed in Curry Village tent cabins, which is neither fish nor fowl – you’re not really camping but you can’t cook for yourself either.  Which was just as well, as anyone who has climbed Half Dome knows.  You rise before 6 am, eat your own hastily-prepared breakfast in the dark (since the cafeteria isn’t open yet) then start hiking up.  And up.  After five hours of nature’s StairMaster and if you time it right – and we did – you’ll get to the cables before the crowds and then summit before noon. Eating lunch at the top, almost 5000’ above the valley and having survived (at least one-way) the infamous cables, can’t be adequately described. You really have to do it once, especially since there are routinely calls for the Park Service to impose restrictions on hiking Half Dome whenever some unfortunate climber tumbles off the cables to his death.  The hike down is long, hard on the legs and around mile 14 exhaustion sets in.  I don’t ever remember pizza and beer tasting so good, or sleeping so soundly.

Don't Look Down!

Don't look down!

Since then, however, the vibe has been more easy-going and less focused on the hiking. Perhaps a bit too much, as we discovered to our chagrin last year.  Everything was great – we’d found this amazing little slice of heaven in the Trinity Alps – but we’d started our hike without a real trail map (very uncharacteristic of me) and missed the trailhead altogether.  It was, in retrospect, an honest mistake, since the signpost was missing and the trail seemed to logically be an extension of the fire road that departed the parking area. If we hadn’t been talking and laughing and generally having so much fun, however, we might have noticed earlier that this “trailhead” didn’t exist.  When we were already a mile in and the fire road petered out, we were left with two choices: backtrack or try to bushwhack up and over the mountain’s shoulder to our alpine lake destination. We chose the latter.

Bushwhacked

Bushwhacked

I don’t believe we were ever in jeopardy, but it was an object lesson in preparedness.  Not only were we not carrying a proper trail map with contour lines, but I had foolishly neglected to bring my water pump that filters out bacteria and other nastiness from streams. After slogging it upward for several hours and finally throwing in the towel in an impenetrable Manzanita grove, we scarfed our sandwiches clinging to the side of the mountain, then retreated back down.  But we’d used a lot of the water on the way up and the day was only getting hotter.  Thank goodness we have a good collective sense of direction and no one had gotten injured.  After (mildly) kicking ourselves, we especially enjoyed those first cold beers at the cabin and vowed to return to finish the hike the next year.

Which we did.  Partly this was to complete the hike, but – to be honest – we’d enjoyed the place so much that we figured, why not? Cooking and eating hearty-gourmet fare (steak and potatoes figure prominently on the menu), swapping stories we’ve probably told before but don’t mind hearing again, and generally relaxing in the midst of friends who can be counted on to laugh at our dumb jokes, while returning the same in kind – this is what our guys weekend is about.

It's Not About the Hike

It's Not About the Hike

It’s interesting.  We all love being with our significant others and kids (we can now add Art to this category, and Edwin in the kid department), but there’s something to be said for reaching middle-age and hanging out without females in the mix.  This isn’t to say women don’t work their way into our conversations, but not in any manner that our own ladies would find problematic.  It’s guy talk. Healthy doses of sports, politics, history (you’d have to know the players), career musings and just general bullshitting.

I once had a seminar on medicine and philosophy in college that included a visit with Norman Cousins, the late editor of The Saturday Evening Post.  Cousins had just survived a serious illness and had written a book called Anatomy of an Illness about the mind-body connection and how (in his belief) laughter had healed him back to health.  He told us how he’d bought videotapes of every Marx Brothers movie available and then watched them over and over in his hospital room.  It’s become a cliché but only because it’s true: laughter is the best medicine.

I remembered this after watching a video Art recently assembled from stills and footage he took on this year’s trip back to the Trinity Alps, where we finally completed our hike.  The soundtrack (recorded on his innocuous-looking, compact digital camera – incredible!) included some of our laughter and I realized how much of the weekends are spent… laughing.  No wonder it feels so good.

We haven’t picked next year’s destination yet but I’m not too concerned.  We might not finish the hike we intend but we’ll have a hell of a lot of fun.

August 28, 2009

Michael Jackson’s Doctor and the Law

Filed under: General,Health & Wellness — akascribe @ 3:27 pm

So now we learn that the Los Angeles County Coroner’s office has ruled Michael Jackson’s death a homicide.

Let’s assume for the sake of argument that Dr. Conrad Murray, Michael Jackson’s personal physician, admitted administering propofol to Jackson, in addition to other sedatives.  It sounds like the Medical Examiner concluded that this was a lethal dose.  If we are correct to understand that propofol is so strong that it is only used as an anesthetic under the constant supervision of a physician, not as a sleeping pill, then I don’t see how the District Attorney would have any alternative to bringing manslaughter charges against Dr. Murray.  If Dr. Murray had merely made a mistake in the dosage (e.g. misreading the numerals on his hypodermic), that would be enough for negligent homicide.  But the additional fact that he was using this particular drug in this manner, and then didn’t monitor his patient’s respiration and heart rate around the clock, would demonstrate a reckless disregard for the life of Jackson.

Why punish a doctor in this fashion, you might say?  After all, the damage has been done.  Why not just find him guilty of malpractice (i.e. negligent homicide)?  Because there’s a deterrence factor involved with a manslaughter conviction.  We want to do more than just punish the criminal or make sure he isn’t a further risk to society.  In the future, we want physicians to think twice before giving such inappropriate narcotics to otherwise healthy people in a non-hospital setting.  This whole “doctor to the stars” industry is a scandal that besmirches the reputations of thousands of legitimate, thoughtful physicians out there and these so-called “personal physicians” prey on the wealth and neuroses of celebrities.  Does Jackson bear some responsibility for his own death?  Absolutely.  But he undoubtedly had no idea this combination of drugs could kill him.

So, just to be clear:  Dr. Murray of course is innocent until proven guilty, even assuming charges are brought against him.  But if the facts fall the way they appear, the judge should throw the book at him.

August 25, 2009

À Votre Santé

Filed under: Health & Wellness,Politics — akascribe @ 5:32 pm

With all the weighty political issues swirling around the U.S. in recent years, it’s bizarre that the current health care reform debate has inflamed the most passion.  I mean, there have been, by my tally: (1) Two Ongoing Wars, one of which (Afghanistan) was started on valid principles but waged poorly, and which now threatens to bog us down in the kind of quagmire that dragged down two great empires, and the other (Iraq), which was started on false pretenses, often conducted in violation of international law, and has exacted an ungodly toll in lives, money and moral standing; (2) Domestic Fiscal Policy, i.e. the compiling of massive deficits from a combination of tax cuts and huge non-infrastructure spending (See Item 1); (3) Energy Policy, aka a failure to invest in new technology or otherwise regulate a dirty, non-renewable 19th Century power source (petroleum), thereby both enriching and putting ourselves at the mercy of foreign oil producers (See Items 1 and 2); (4) Environmental Policy, where we stuck our head in the sand about global warming, thereby both missing an enormous high-tech business opportunity and quite possibly rendering our planet unfit for habitation by our grandchildren; (5) Various “Family Values” Issues, such as abortion, same-sex marriage and affirmative action (each too complex to summarize here); and (6) Education, where we have made some noise about teaching better but don’t have the money or resolve to do much about it (See Items 2 and 5). And there were plenty of others.  But what really gets people onto the streets, screaming bloody murder at their members of Congress? Whether to provide a public option to private health insurance. Go figure.

Part of the reason, we are told, is the core culture of America.  We are still a young nation, founded on a frontier mentality where people don’t want to take orders from Washington and don’t want to be taxed more than absolutely necessary.  Personally, I don’t buy it.  That kind of Jeffersonian ideology went out with the New Deal.  People want and expect the government to provide them with all sorts of goodies, from the so-called basics (national defense, police and fire protection) to infrastructure (interstate highways,  safe water and sanitation) to cheap food (subsidized corn and dairy products) to psychic enrichment (NASA’s space program, National Parks).  Just not, apparently, health care – seemingly one of the most basic necessities of life.

So what gives? I hate to be cynical, but I have to believe it’s because the Democrats are finally in power and have an opportunity to do some real good, despite the laundry list of policy obstacles that I enumerated above.  And for some ideological Republicans, the idea that overall success would further diminish their political viability is so unpalatable that they are willing to drag the whole country down with them.  Now if that isn’t cynical, I don’t know what is.

As to the specifics of the health care debate itself, I must confess that the issues are so complex that I haven’t been willing to wade into the minutiae.  My elected representatives are in favor of reform and that’s good enough for me – I’m willing to let the policy wonks hash out the details.  The fact that the current system is broken is so obvious that a right-winger would be much more credible arguing that President Obama wasn’t born in Hawaii or that Darwin’s theory of natural selection is misguided.  But if anyone out there is still in doubt about how medical costs in the USA are untenable, let me provide one personal anecdote as Exhibit A.

We recently got a referral from our son’s pediatrician to see a surgeon for an elective procedure.  We made an appointment for a consultation, where we were asked to provide lots of personal information (health history, insurance coverage, etc.) but were not charged a consultation fee or co-payment (nor were expecting to).  Once in the consultation, the doctor confirmed that insurance would not cover the procedure at issue and he spent half an hour happily discussing the details, encouraging us to contact him again if we had any further questions.

So imagine my surprise when we received a statement from Blue Shield, stating that the doctor had billed them $652 for the informal consultation!  My wife shook her head in similar dismay, so I immediately called the doctor’s office.  After leaving multiple messages, his billing assistant finally called back and “explained” that this is the way their office handles consultations.  I “explained” that this was not acceptable – we had not been informed in advance that the consult would be other than free.  Oh no, she said – if we preferred, we could be billed a $100 consultation fee, otherwise we would be responsible for a $25 co-payment and Blue Shield would pay the difference (from $652).  At this point, I figured I had either uncovered the most blatant insurance scam in history or was losing my mind, so to handle either situation I called our pediatrician (who happens to also be a family friend).

Now it gets worse.  She was initially as troubled as my wife and I were by what had transpired, so she promised to talk to the surgeon personally.  But when she called back a couple of days later, she was singing a different tune – basically echoing the billing assistant’s statement that “this is the way it’s done” even though it seems odd.  I probed her a little – how can this make any sense? – but it was like she’d already drunk the moral Kool-Aid and wasn’t going to admit what was now painfully obvious: the system had corrupted two otherwise fine and decent physicians.  Things have apparently gotten so bad for doctors that they have no way to survive other than go along with these sorts of smoke and mirror accounting shenanigans.  With the result that few can afford medical insurance (we’re both self-employed and are barely hanging in there) while the insurance company CEOs bring in multi-million dollar salaries.

Then I read that Whole Foods is being boycotted because John Mackey, its CEO, has been so brazen as to write an op-ed piece for the Wall Street Journal suggesting eight issues the Obama Administration should consider in the health care reform debate without adding to the deficit.  Huh?  I quickly read the editorial and found myself, a card-carrying liberal, agreeing with most of it – read it for yourself.

Mackey proposes such zany notions as: Remove the legal obstacles that slow the creation of high-deductible health insurance plans and health savings accounts.  Or, Make costs transparent so that consumers understand what health-care treatments cost. And, Equalize the tax laws so that employer-provided health insurance and individually owned health insurance have the same tax benefits.  Treason!  Revolution!  Citizens, man the barricades!

So it isn’t just the opponents of health care reform who have wigged out.   Some of the so-called proponents are losing it too.   If all these folks would invest as much energy in eating better and exercising more (another one of Mackey’s calls for action), they’d unclog the arteries in their brains and we’d probably save enough in health care costs to fund Medicare until 2012 – when we can re-elect President Obama to finish cleaning up the mess he inherited.

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