This weekend, Natalia Ritchie--who's blog I follow and attends the same clinic as me--finally recieved new lungs at the 11th hour. The timing was truly a miracle, had it been a few hours later her brother, father and husband would have been finalizing the living-donor process (and permenantly losing part of their own lung function). OR Natalia would have been too sick and removed from the transplant list, which would have meant certain death.
I've posted her journey from the beginning to follow. If this doesn't show the power of organ donation, then I don't know what else does!
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Current article in the Star:
http://www.healthzone.ca/health/yourhealth/women%27shealth/article/730426--miracle-lung-transplant-call-came-literally-at-11th-hour
Further updates can be found on her blog:
http://natandmarty.blogspot.com/
A lot of us CFers and post transplantees have been joining together in a mission of our own--to raise awareness about organ donation and start a conversation! In an ideal world, I would love for Canada to NOT have the lowest rate of organ donation among industrialized nations. I think we can step that up! No one should have to be on the brink of death waiting for organs... and yet it is very common.
Not much to report lately. School is winding down, I have time to workout again and I PASSED my thesis proposal.
In case you didn't catch it last night, 65_RedRoses--a documentary (very well done, I must add) about three young women with Cystic Fibrosis can be viewed be here. It won two awards in Canada and will soon go internationl. It is candid and a very real potrait of Cystic Fibrosis and I think everyone who knows someone with CF should watch it--some people found it scary--it was pretty emotional--but I think it is important to address the serious side of CF.
It will also air again on CBC NewsNework at 8 pm on Sunday, November 22nd.
In case you didn't catch Natalia Ritchie's article in the Star two weeks ago, CBC is doing a series on her wait for lungs. Check it out: http://www.cbc.ca/connect/2009/11/on-a-mission-new-lungs.html
I finally got my H1N1 shot on Monday--swine has already been making its sweet way around my school--so it was quite a relief. I did not have to line up either! Despite the horrible looking line-ups on the 6'o'clock news, I went to Guelph University and waltzed straight in. Now, I may have made a terrible decision at this point, they asked me if I wanted to get my seasonal flu shot at the same time... and I said yes (after they assured me several times that this wouldn't increase the likelihood of side-effects).
WELL, let me tell you, I do not know if it was this ill-fated decision, or the H1N1 shot, or pure coincidence, but three days later (yesterday) I woke up at 5 am to the most horrible alarm clock--chills. Three layers of warm winter blankets were not enough to fight off the cold, my heart was racing and I knew I was getting another fever. What's worse, everytime I shifted around my bed--trying to create warmth--I felt a hint of nausea. Really, I had no choice but to wimp out and stay perfectly still for the next two hours.
By 7 am I was restless, tired and bored--staying in one position for that long can do that to a person. So I took a deep breath, grabbed my giant sweater nearby... and then the nausea won and I ran to the bathroom. With a temp. of 102, which isn't even a high temperature, but enough to be annoying--I was convinced I had the flu. Like any sensible person, I drugged myself up with tylenol and gravol and slept until 2:30. When I woke up, every symptom was gone, leaving a nice little migraine in its wake.
Now that I've made everyone afraid of yet another shot, let me clarify--I still would have got the shot. When you have a compromised immune system it is much better to have a couple of days of discomfort versus major complications.
After 24 hrs I was fine, just residual muscle pain that was very manageable. I was still able to go to my gala, which was pretty fun (hoping to get some pics up!). And I don't have much work this weekend...so I will have to find something to do with myself!
Introducing my innocent little article that got blown out of proportion by a certain Chair/bully at Guelph University. It was never published in our modest school paper as a result, but I thought I'd share an article which caused so much commotion and unnecessary stress this week.
I will not go into details, because I'm too tired and frustrated to rehash the 'learning experience' (which I could have done without) but I hope you enjoy. You will notice it is hardly an article to get worked up and political over!
Dear future journalism students, this is a possible consequence of what happens when you refuse to hand over your final draft to interview subjects to vet or review, even though they insist. However, you will at least feel better about maintaining your credibility and adhering to proper journalistic practices... right??
Skin Deep: Kinesiology students share their experience in the cadaver lab
Lindsay Bishop
Ask Kinesiology students what their favourite class is and you’ll likely get the same response: cadaver lab.
In the first year of Kinesiology, classes are bused to Guelph University once a week for a two to three hour lab. Although it is a two hour roundtrip from Humber College to Guelph University many students agree that it‘s “worth it”.
“You get to see the muscle fibers and the direction they run and you get to see the actual organ. And it just makes so much more sense,” says Elaine Popp, Kinesiology program head.
Guelph is the only Canadian university without a medical school that gives undergraduate students an opportunity to dissect full-body human cadavers. There are anywhere between 12 and 20 cadavers at a given time.
Before students are granted access to the lab, they are prepped with rules and regulations. Rules include no hats, cell phones or loose jewelry.
The environment of the lab demands respect, more so than you would find in your everyday lab at GH. “They don’t let you make those silly little comments like ‘it looks like chopped liver,’” says Krissy Carlton, a second-year Kinesiology student.
On the first day, the class experiences a dissection of its own. One group of students prefer to watch from a distance, while another group is eager to reach into cadavers to handle different muscles.
Carlton said she wasn’t fazed until one memorable moment, “when we were studying the flexors of the fingers and what not, something that really, really got to me is that it was obviously an older body and the nails were painted. The person was in the hospital because they had various diseases and you could actually see them. They definitely had cancer, you could see the tumor on the ovaries and on the uterus. But someone had taken the time to sit with them in the hospital and paint their finger nails.”
Everything but the actual part students are studying is covered with wet sheets in order to preserve the body. The parts that are more personal, such as the hands and face, are almost always covered. Students who want to see a facial dissection can request a special lab time.
At the end of the academic year there is a memorial for each one of the cadavers—people who meant something to someone—faculty, staff, students and the families of the donors are invited. Music plays in the background as a candle is lit and a flower is placed, students come forward and share their learning experience made possible by donors. Katie Billard, anatomy lab instructor, says it is especially important to thank the donors since there is always a shortage of cadavers.
The donors are cremated and then returned to the family. Although the cadavers can be preserved for several years, the family can request for them to be returned sooner. “The family and loved ones always come first,” says Billard.
For Kinesiology students, the cadaver lab is an essential tool for learning about the anatomy of the human body. Although they have two lectures during the week that teach about the parts of the body using slides and artists’ depictions, the lab allows students to match up what they have learned and identify muscle groups up close and personal.