Archive for April 9, 2014

Effects of Too Much Uric Acid

The kidney is a very important organ of the human body, that without it, you will surely die. That escalated a bit quickly huh? I’m just kidding. But the kidney truly is very important to our body, as it is the one generally in charge of filtering waste from our body. It is located in the middle part of our right chest area and has the ribs for protection; it is also the second largest organ in our body next to the skin. Its main functions are to filter the blood coming from the digestive system before it spreads to the rest of our body, and also to secrete bile into the intestines, to help in the breakdown and absorption of the food we eat.

The liver is also affected by several illnesses which has pain as their common factor. Examples of such liver diseases are; alcoholic liver disease, acetaminophen toxicity, liver cancer, liver cirrhosis, fatty liver disease, fibrosis, hepatitis and several others that I temporarily seem to forget. Liver pain usually is felt as a dull and throbbing pain on your right side, which may even radiate to your back area, particularly in between the shoulder blades and also in your hip area.

So why am I saying all these information about the liver? Well, mine is actually acting up since yesterday, and since I have nothing else better to do today, I’m going to tell on him.  And do you also want to know the common factor between pain on top of foot and liver pain? Yes you’re right, its uric acid.

Uric acid, that pesky little thing, is produced when the liver breaks down foods with high concentration of purine in them. Examples of food items that are high in purine are beans, sardines, animal organs, cauliflower, lean meat, sea-foods and even beer. When you eat much of the said foods, your liver produces more uric acid than the body can handle, resulting in the accumulation of uric acid crystals in several locations in the body. Which in my case, is located at the top of my big toe on my foot, also called gout, and also several crystals of it are also, as per the doctor’s advice, on my liver.

I know it too well, the symptoms of gout. First, my big toe will go sore, like I have hit it against something hard, then the second day it will feel like I have slept on it and will feel a little numb. The third day I cannot even flex or bend my big toe anymore, and any contact with the area, even the slightest touch, will mean unbearable pain. Standing up is very unbearable, and walking, ouch, next to impossible.

exercise at parkThe doctors told me to lie low on my eating of very rich food and such, but it’s very hard, especially if many of my favorite food items are on the no-go list. I should also be more active he added. But how can I be active if I can’t even stand on my own? Oh, maybe he meant the time when I’m okay and stuff. Nah, I’m just kidding again. Maybe it’s really time to tone down a little on my eating habits, and the doctor may very well be right on my need for exercise. Now if I can just get my willpower to work, then we’ll see, we’ll see.

Little Dogs and Women

 

What is it about women and little dogs? They seem to enjoy each other’s company very much, as every time I see a little dog, that is being walked or carried around, it is always with a woman. It is very seldom that I see a woman walking a large dog like a Pit bull, Rottweiler or even just a Collie, not that they can handle it or anything, but still. My wife has a little dog too, Fiona, a Teacup Pomeranian, and she loves it very much, always taking it with her wherever she goes, be it the mall, in the salon when she gets her hair done, and even sleeping with it, to my eternal consternation.

Sometimes I tell my wife that she might get asthma from the dog or some other sickness, but it is seemingly heard on deaf ears. That is why I generally just leave them alone with each other, as I wouldn’t want to risk a misunderstanding with my wife, just because of a dog. I was also of the thought that she always let me do my thing, whatever it was, and never complains about it, so it was only fair that I let her do hers.

Anyway, it is a very affectionate dog, her Teacup Pomeranian. Always following her around wherever she goes and just slumps into a little pile at her feet, the times when my wife is sitting in front of the tube or just resting for the afternoon. Fiona is also very well taken cared of, as she has complete shots, a state requirement, and regularly has checkups with the vet, to make sure she never has any issues with common dog problems like parasites or dog ear infection, click here for more information. I can safely say that Fiona, in more ways than one, is healthier than me.

I love my wife very much, and also all the things about her. Fiona, being a sort of extension of hers, naturally gets my love too, although begrudgingly at first, but now that she is almost two years with us, I am beginning to like her. She also is warming up to me, I think, because when first she came into our lives, I’ve got nothing but angry growls from her. Sometimes I think dogs can understand humans and their emotions, and maybe Fiona feels I didn’t really like her at first, which was true, and reciprocated it, by also being always mad at me.

But we’re okay now and she even sits at my lap sometimes, particularly when I’m eating popcorn, which coincidentally was her favorite too. I just learned to look at it in a totally different way. The more time my wife spends with Fiona, means more time for me to do whatever I want, and less nagging too.

But what if I am really just jealous of that little dog, and just trying to justify things to hide what I am feeling? Or maybe, I just wanted my wife’s attention back? I don’t really know. Now I’m just being silly.

Braces Came with the Camera

Do you want to know what my nickname was when I was young? It was Bucky. No, I was never near what Buck Rogers was and I don’t have any resemblance to him, neither was it referred to a moose, and how strong and virile I was. I got my Bucky alias because of my two large front teeth. They said it was so large, that you could see it a mile away, but I doubted that. It’s also good that the name Bucky stuck, as it was way better than being called Goofy or even Bugs Bunny.

My two large front teeth was never an issue with me or my family, my mother even said that they made me look more nice and adorable. She also said that people who were buck toothed are generally regarded as kind and trustworthy persons, and I believed her. I also never minded the teasing, what I did, was to tease them back and everything will be fine and dandy again. Childhood was much easier and simple back then than nowadays, as most of today’s children are prone to having an attitude of some kind, and the teasing today is so hard, that only a thin line separates it from being outright bullying.

It was on my fifteenth birthday that they sprung their question to me. They said that it would be better for me to have braces to straighten my teeth a little, as they were worried that my two large teeth might negatively affect my future. I asked them of whatever happened to me being nice and adorable? They only said that it was okay when I was little, but now that I am a bit grown up, that it is time to face reality. How could I say no to them, when I got my long dreamed of camera as my birthday gift? I felt a little bit cornered, but I also realized that they were right, as always.

Within a month after my birthday, it was off to the dentist for me, to get myself some shiny new braces. And after my initial consultation and measurement, the braces were put on after another week. It was weird at first, having all these metal things inside your mouth, and they taste funny too. The first day with the braces was kind of painful, and my mother gave me analgesics every four hours, for tooth pain relief. After the initial week, everything was smooth sailing. All in all, I think it took me only three years to correct my teeth.

I never recalled any bad experience from wearing braces. I was sort of expecting my friends to tease me about them, but they did not really get into it, besides the first day of me wearing them. The only untoward incident I remember happening, was the time I swallowed that blue thing that is put between the teeth. I think they were either called as orthodontic spacers or spacers for braces or something, but it was really no big deal as I saw it floating, I’ll never tell you where, the next day.