Sunday, May 16, 2010

Pill Pusher

Most days at work I feel like a pill pusher. "Take this orange pill for your high cholesterol, this little white one to lower your blood pressure, these two big white ones for your chronic lower back pain, a big green one for calcium supplementation and this injection goes into your stomach to help prevent a blood clot from forming in your legs that could potentially travel to your lungs or heart and cause huge problems." I got into nursing because I am passionate about preventive health care. Yet here I am "pill pushing," granted I will say when patients question that they need a certain med, after educating then I do inform patients if they are uncomfortable taking some of there they have the right to refuse. But they rarely do because 1) they were already taking all these meds at home, 2) the doctor prescribed all these for them, so aren't they important?

Which leads back to doctors education and the huge HUGE influence US pharmaceutical companies play in which meds people take. Have you noticed the insane amounts of TV and magazine ads offering a pill to treat high blood pressure, atherosclerosis (say that ten times fast), high cholesterol, and depression? I will stop myself here because I could write for hours about all of this. If you are really interested consider reading "Overdosed America" or "The Truth About the Drug Companies", but take a different spin on how drug companies do not report all the research trials they do, just the ones that support the use of their, and these results are published in respected journals that doctors read to learn about the latest and greatest.

Back to the preventive education idea...Instead of giving the aforementioned pills I'd love to say (assuming this is not a critical patient) "Here are some supportive running shoes, walk a mile a day to decrease your blood pressure, lower your cholesterol, and stop eating high fat, highly processed foods, increase your calcium intake through leafy greens. And in 2+ weeks your lower back should not hurt as much, you should feel your mood has improved and additionally you may see you have lost weight, which would make all the problems you were taking pills for better as well. Oh and as for anticoagulant, if you are over 60 or have a history of heart problems take a baby aspirin everyday (as long as you do not have a clotting issue). By eating well and exercising you should see that you save well over $1000 a year in medication costs."

But why don't we do medicine like this? Because it takes more time to counsel someone on lifestyle changes than it does to write a prescription for a pill that might solve the problem at hand. It is not just the doctors and nurse practitioners that are to blame (and some really do benefit form pills). The vast majority of people do not want to put forth the energy to change their lifestyle. Taking a pill is easier, it is culturally acceptable, even encouraged, especially by our media heavy society. But the most healthy are ordinarily those who take the least amount of pills, using diet and exercise to achieve health.

Every few weeks I have a patient in their late 90s. I love them and think we really need to honor older people more than we do. The healthiest older patients I have generally take less than 5 medications, of which 3 of these are vitamin supplements and at least one is a prescription eye drop. They are at the hospital because of an infection that needs IV antibiotics or because they broke their hip, but we don't expect them to stay long.

Sad case: I had a patient who came in with chest pain, so we were working him up as a "cardiac rule out" to see if he had a heart attack or not. He had all the risk factors for multiple health problems: heart attack before he turned 50, high cholesterol, insulin dependent diabetes, high blood pressure, smoker. This man benefits from meds for his conditions. But his health would be greatly improved by diet and exercise. I had a long talk with him about changing his diet to minimize his risk factors for illness. What broke my nurse heart was his response, "I want to eat better, I do try, but with how little money I make I cannot afford to eat fruits and vegetables daily because they are expensive while my meds are covered by insurance." For me this is a reality check. I am so fortunate to be in good health, with reasonably healthy genes, with the financial means to all the fruits and vegetables I want (albeit I cannot afford organic). I do take 3 pills daily: a prenatal (kidless at present, but I plan ahead), folic acid (I was anemic years ago), and Vitamin D (because all people in Washington are deficient in D).

The Dreaded Pansa

My hubby is getting a panza, a little belly, and it bugs me. He joking calls me his flaca vacita, skinny little cow, which I do not take to heart as I am not fat. But my formerly flat stomached man is approaching 30 and I am afraid is on his way to getting the dreaded panza. 

Ever since I first started interacting with Latinos I have noticed that males over 30 years are afflicted with a terrible condition. THE DREADED PANSA. Not that it seems to bother them. But by the time they turn 30 they have a belly, not necessarily big, but enough to stick out over the waist line. Noel grabs his little panza, saying "Where did this come from? I eat healthy!" to which I respond "Chelas (Honduran for beer), it's a panza de chela," and launch into telling him about how many calories a beer has, how many calories a day the body needs, and that a panza is what happens when you drink beer and go straight to bed. I am sure the fact that we eat late at night plays a role as well, but I can't help it as I am always hungry when I get home from work at 12:30 at night and when I eat he does too. But primarily I blame the panza on chelas.

Me: "If you drink 3 beers before bed that is roughly 600 calories, which is at least 1/3rd of the caloriesyou need for the whole day. To gain one pound you have to consume 3500 too many calories (blah blah blah)"
Noel: "Ehhh (nonchalant grunt with shrug), no me importa, no me molesta la panza (takes drink of beer)."
But I know it bugs him, as he grabs it weekly while looking in the mirror. Unfortunately, there is no energy left for working out when you work 6 days a week. Thank goodness he walks alot at work! Clearly my years of nursing training and daily on the job patient education on how to eat a heart healthy diet to minimize risk factors do not apply to him. No way I am an expert or anything. In one ear, out the other.

Does anyone else have this experience with their Latino? Does the dreaded Latino panza just show up at age 30? If so Noel has two more years of full ability to see his toes. The one exception I know of in Noel's family is his brother, who turned 30 last year. But he is incredibly superficial about looks, does not have a girlfriend, does not drink and doesn't like to cook, so his panza inducing factors are pretty well minimized.

Spanish words for belly: panza, panozona, timbon, timburiaco/a, barriga 
How to use them:
"Jose es muy timbon" ---- Jose is big bellied
"Amanda es timburiaca" ---- Amanda has a little belly
"Que panza tiene Manuel" ---- What a belly Manuel has!
"A los 6 mese Elena tiene barriga pequena" ----- At 6 months Elena has a little pregnant belly

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Honorary Catracha

The biggest compliment I have ever gotten was from Noel's cousin (one of my favorites). We were arranging some get together, making a list of people who would attend and I semi sarcastically pointed out, "I'm the only white girl," to which he responded "But you're practically Honduran, you are our Honorary Catracha."

*Insert* me full of pride as I know just how proud all of these men are of their Honduran heritage.

To be Honduran is to be hard working, love your family, and be incredibly loyal to those you love. I guess I will take this Honorary Catracha title :)

 
4th of July 2009: Primos and I (they were at the Honduras soccer game in the afternoon)

My husband's huge family

 
The Dona of Noel's dad's side
When I am old I will wear purple...
 
So if your dad's mom had 9 kids and your mom's mom had 5 and each of them had between 3 and 6 kids how many cousins do you have?

That is how my relationship with Noel started out. Everywhere we went; dancing, eating, visiting, he would introduce me to his primos (cousins). I thought he was taking the translation non-literally, in that "we are all Honduran" sense of cousins. But noooo. They are ALL related, albeit with some second cousins. In the beginning I thought he was related to every Honduran in Seattle. Not quite, but most of them are from Tegucigalpa (capitol of Honduras) or Urrutias (his little home village).

I tried to map out a family tree on my first trip to meet the family, but an 8x10 paper was incredibly inadequate. Now when I meet any primo I ask "Which side are you a cousin from?" and "Who's son are you," as I primarily know the women's names.

Ironically, in such a large family Noel has just one blood brother. And one first cousin who he calls brother as they shared a house and bed for 10 years. Their sense of family is amazing, and humbling, as Noel calls his brothers every night, just to make sure they are okay.  To quote him "Who needs friends when you have family? Family will always stick up for you and you trust them. You never know what friends will do." Followed occassionally by choice words about how my friends are not good enough becauase they are not family. Oh hubby I am sooo sorry I don't have gazillions of primos to pick my friends from. I have one sister, she is great, but in this culture I am sure she doesn't want to know about allll parts of my life.

Oh, wait! Noel does have 1 friend. He has known him for his entire life, grew up in the little village, did all of school together and he lives in Seattle as well. One friend in 28 years! But 50+ primos to make up the difference.

My Life

I have a good friend with a blog, and as her many kids keep her hands too full to hold a phone it is nice to be able to check in on her blog to see how her life is going. I decided to do the same so my family and friends can keep abreast of what I am up to. But then I became a nurse and want to integrate stories of patients and how to not end up in the hospital. So I am still not sure where this blog will end up. Be patient with me okay :)

Me: The Basics
~In my 20s
~Married to a Honduran national, Noel, in April 2009
~Plan to move to Honduras permanently by 2016
~Born and raised in the Great Northwest, Seattle and around
~Nurse by profession
~LOVE Latin America and speaking Spanish
~My family is awesome, very united and supportive of my endeavors

Friday, September 4, 2009

So many areas, what to choose

So I am new to this whole blogging thing. I would like to have just one blog, but the areas of my life i would like to write about are all over the place. Yet to me they overlap and in the future will overlap even more.

What am I talking about you ask? Well, I am a nurse by profession. I am married to a wonderful man from Honduras. My husband has/had many issues with immigration here. We want to move back to Honduras to raise our kids and I am crossing my fingers that I can find a good job as a nurse down there. I have wanted to move out of the US since I was abut 13 years old. I don't hate the US or anything. I just feel so much more comfortable in Latin America. Some people think I am crazy for wanting to live in a place where the power goes off almost everyday. I love the importance of family and the more laidback lifestyle. It was when I traveled Latin America that I found myself and decided what to do with my life: improving health care in Latin America. I love my family here also, but I know they will come visit for extended trips. Honduras does have amazing beaches and food.  So I hope you can follow as these life roads of mine overlap. I hope that my experiences will be helpful or amusing to others.

Rebe