archive of the ‘health’ topic
Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.
Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.
Live with enthusiasm and empathy.
Make time to pray at least 10 minutes each day.
No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up. »→
Some 88 % of diarrheal deaths worldwide are attributable to unsafe water, inadequate sanitation and poor hygiene, including lack of hand-washing with soap.
An estimated 2.5 billion people don’t use adequate sanitation facilities, and about 1 in 4 people in developing countries openly defecate.
Access to clean water and good hygiene practices, including hand-washing, are extremely effective in preventing diarrhea, which kills millions of children through dehydration.
Hand washing with soap has been shown to reduce the incidence of diarrheal disease by over 40%, making it one of the most cost-effective interventions for reducing child deaths caused by this neglected killer. »→
Monday, July 12:
In Hospital Pulau Pinang, I asked a nurse at the nurses’ desk if someone would raise my bed like a few others that I pointed to. I wished that I had known last night that the beds could articulate. My back hurt all night and morning, seemingly from the weight of my body on my spine. If I had my bed jacked-up to a 45° angle, it might’ve alleviated some suffering. I ambled back toward bed two, and while I waited for a nurse or orderly or anyone I looked out the south windows of C-block to the playground and the street beyond. Though several windows were tilted open and the ceiling fan above beds 1 and 2 was whirring at top speed, I began to feel very hot, as if I’d just hiked up Bukit Bendera. »→
Monday, July 12:
About 12:15 my bed was pushed to the radiology department again, and someone thrust another bottle of banana-flavored contrast medium for me to drink. Afterward I struggled to shift my body from the bed to the curved tray that slides into the CT scanner. I was glad that I had received an analgesic recently. I got several scans, from my groin to my cranium before inching off the tray onto my bed. I was returned to the multi-care ward at 1:00. I was too late for lunch, but I wasn’t very hungry. I just lay on the bed, wondering what’s next. I’d heard that the CT scan results would be available in the evening. I wanted to know if any damage showed in the new pictures of my shoulder and back. »→
Sunday night — Monday morning:
I was laid-up in bed 2 in ward C10, on the third floor of Hospital Pulau Pinang, not sleeping as I gazed at the white ceiling and a furiously-spinning ceiling fan which dried my eyes.
I was there overnight because I felt too battered, pained and weak to go home. My upper back and lower neck hurt, where my neck joins my skull hurt, some ribs ached, I felt like my heart was being stabbed by a pencil, my shoulders were swollen and painful, the right knee hurt, my right hip and thigh were bruised and swollen, and I was rather immobile. I wasn’t breathing deeply, either. At home I wouldn’t have a health aide, so I thought that a hospital loaded with health care professionals which has strong pain medicines was the place to lay low for now. »→
I have a headache, and I don’t feel like writing, but I’ll hunt-and-peck, anyway. Sunday evening, as I rode my motorbike toward home, another small motorbike collided with mine, almost head-on, I think. I seem to have been thrown sideways, or I vaulted over my handlebars, breaking off the left mirror with my shoulder. I haven’t talked to a witness, I don’t have a video record of the incident, and I was knocked unconscious. »→
