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Peripheral neuropathy – result of radiation therapy?
Cataract surgery – 20/20 vision (but still need reading eyeglass)
Reviews in Goodreads
Peripheral neuropathy – result of radiation therapy?
Cataract surgery – 20/20 vision (but still need reading eyeglass)
Topic: “idiopathic peripheral neuropathy” according to Mayo Clinic “Idiopathic Polyneuropathy” according to Johns Hopkins.
The reason is that several months ago I noticed that the bottom of my toes and the balls of my feet felt like I was wearing something thick that was absorbing the normal feeling of walking around. When I touched the areas that felt that way, I could feel my fingernail, so I didn't think it could be called 'numbness'. When I looked up the topic on line it appeared that I was possibly experiencing 'neuropathy' – but as it didn't seem to be getting worse, I didn't rush to my doctor. After two months, with no change, I did go to my internist, who confirmed that what I was experiencing suggested 'neuropathy' – the problem is, the change in the nerves for which neuropathy is general name has many causes. The single most commonly known cause is diabetes, which accounts for about 30% of the people with some form of neuropathy. After that, the internist listed a whole bunch of other potential causes, which online in medical sites are bunched into groups of causes. The problem, however, is that somewhere between 30% and 40% of all instances have no known cause, which is what 'idiopathic' means – and when the nerve change happens in the feet or the hands, it's referred to as 'idiopathic peripheral' neuropathy.
The other aspect of this that can be confusing is that there is a range of potential symptoms – not just numbness, but tingling, prickling, sharp pain, burning pain, pain during activities that shouldn't involve pain, or even just extreme sensitivity. It was all these symptoms listed online that led me initially to question if I actually had that sort of problem – and decided to wait before seeking medical review.
So after an initial examination by my internist, along with just about all the possible blood tests that might reveal one of the many causes, I scheduled an examination by a recommended neurologist – who's not available until just before Thanksgiving. So I won't know much more for some time.
What I do know, however, is that some form of neuropathy is common – according to Cleveland Clinic, it's 25 to 30% of all Americans at some point. As a number of medical sites report, it is with aged adults that neuropathy of some sort becomes relatively common – and I am aging. It was Kate's dad, Robert Flanagan, who had serious neuropathy – which is why Kate was familiar with the name as well as some of the bad potential consequences if it progresses significantly in the body.
Now, I suppose I could spend a lot of time anguishing about what this might mean for me. That seems pointless at this point, especially since what I am experiencing now really has not changed my life. It's just a minor sensation that I am sometimes aware of – and as long as that is all that it is, I just feel like there are far more things about my physical future that I should be thinking about.
As I've aged I've had to deal with some of typical problems, of which prostate cancer has been the most significant so far. After surgery, followed by radiation, it's unlikely that prostate cancer will be my cause of death, unlike my father.
What has surprised me is my cataract surgery. I simply thought that would mean that the slight fuzziness in sunlight that the cataracts were starting to cause would simply be ended. What I did not realize was that my perception of color and sunlight would suddenly be very more intense – a reminder of what my vision was like when I was young and my eye doctor told me I needed to wear sunglasses because I was very sensitive to sunlight.
What I did not realize was that the cataract surgery actually also eliminated my astigmatism – which meant at age 74 I was returned to the 20/20 vision of my youth, before I started wearing glasses for most of my life. The only difference, of course, is that as one with aged eyes, I do still need reading glasses. So that was the surprise – one age-related medical treatment that actually made me feel younger – and now I am learning what it is like to live without having to have glasses on my face throughout the day. Of course, I read and use the computer so much that I do spend a lot of time with the reading glasses on – but reading glasses I can buy online or from a local store for $30 or less.
One of the Write.as features is that one can create a post by email. Obviously, the email is rather strange – not something one can remember – but of course the computer and that iPhone records are sufficient.
So, this is my first such post – as of 22/04/22 9:01 PM
Today, walking back home, I saw a bright shiny new penny laying on the sidewalk. Only a single penny, but it was so bright in the sunshine that I picked it up. Looking ahead, I saw what looked like another just a few feet away. I picked that bright new penny up as well.
Published in 2020, the book's subtitle is “Cats and the Meaning of Life”.
I first learned about the author, Thomas Chatterton Williams, when I was checking Wikipedia for Coleman Hughes. Coleman is a young black intellectual whose YouTube interview with John McWhorter had intrigued me. According to Wikipedia:
JL and I had a good phone conversation on Sunday, January 3. Our chat reminded me again what an affable person my friend has always been. JL was both liked and respected by his employees. He hired diverse staff, and was more interested in what one could do rather than their formal training and education.
The truth is that, as of now, I haven't actually read Jordan Peterson's premier book, Maps of Meaning – I simply read the Blinkist summary of the book. Shortly before, however, I had watched The Mikhaila Peterson Podcast #34 – Coleman Hughes with Jordan and Mikhaila Peterson because I am an enthusiastic supporter of Coleman Hughes. I knew nothing of Mikhaila, only to learn that most of the conversation would be between Coleman and Mikhaila's father, Jordan Peterson.
I've never approved of Trump as president. I was raised in middle America, where Trump got lots of support; however, as a moderate liberal, I've lived for decades in New York City. I am unlike many of the folks who live in this huge liberal bubble because I still have Republican friends and relatives, most of whom not only voted for Trump, but still believe pretty much whatever comes out of his mouth.
Two hardcore Trump supporters die and ascend to heaven. God meets them at the pearly gates and asks if they have any questions. One of them says, “Yes, what were the real results of the 2020 election and who was behind the fraud?”. God says, “my son, there was no fraud. Biden won the electoral college fair and square, 306 to 232”. After a few seconds of stunned silence, the one guy turns to the other and whispers, “This goes higher up than we thought”.