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Posts posted by Aqua Buddha
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It found it interesting that this was supposedly this groundbreaking medical company but not one person involved with actual medicine was involved with it other than the doctor from Stanford they bought off. Sure, Mattis and Schultz might be brilliant but they don't know dick about medical research.
I like the comment from Schultz's grandkid about the divide between the carpeted areas at the tiled. The business and marketing people on the carpeted side thought it was great, the scientists on the tiled side thought it was dog shit.
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9 hours ago, MillerEP said:
Just watched the doc on hbo, if she doesn’t end up in prison, where do you think she will be in five years?
Head of another Silicon Valley start up.
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Chuck Todd regularly gives Republicans a total free pass. Lets them say whatever they want with no follow up.
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I didn't realize it until today but Chuck Todd is 5'2". I've never seen him stand next to anyone but he was standing next to Beto and made him look like an NBA center.
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2 hours ago, Chooky said:
Straight up mother fucking gangster right there.
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Phil's oldest goes to Brown. The other two are still in high school. Guess they're going to Arizona State.
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People don't understand what "Do whatever you can" means in a medical context. They throw the phrase around but it doesn't mean what they think it means.
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I'm sitting in a hospital room watching my father on his death bed. This has been a long, painful, drawn out process. Last night, my mother said "I can't lose him. Do whatever you have to do." Meanwhile, this morning every breath is a painful moan.
I called my wife and told her if she ever lets me get that far, I'd haunt her from the fucking grave. I told her to "figure something out" long before then.
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9 hours ago, BurntEyes said:
It's sad really, how all the poors around these parts just don't get it.
I learned the ways of the rich folk
Learned how they're livin' it up
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8 hours ago, Brisketexan said:
Which is a MUCH smarter path to success than bribing your way into USC so you can party. She should have just told her vacuous twit daughters “you’re hot. Marry a rich dude. Success.”That's why she wanted her at USC. That's where the rich dudes are.
You can marry in one day what it takes a lifetime to earn,
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On 3/8/2019 at 9:30 PM, Deej said:
Yep. The people behind them had five sheds with families living in them. COA finally caught on when the found wiring from the pole feeding electricity to the sheds. Neighborhood is a hoot.
Do you live in Juarez?
Dare I ask how many cars were parked in front of the house?
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GOP Base: Gutting our own Medicare to own the libs!
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9 hours ago, Machinator said:
That sounds good on the surface but they traded a 24 year old WR (Cooper) for a 31 year old WR (Brown) who will make significantly more money. There's also the Raiders draft history so I'm not confident that those picks will mean anything.
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I could comment but this is one of the most well written pieces on the subject. I was thinking of starting a separate thread on it but this thread popped up:
I recently turned 70 in Marin County, Calif., home to some of the healthiest, wealthiest and longest-lived people in the country. I swim daily, take no medications and can still hoist my roll-aboard bag into an overhead bin. But there is no denying that somewhere beyond the horizon, my death has saddled his horse and is heading my way. And I’m hoping to make that death as good as my life has been.
My wish is to die in my own bed, cared for by people I love—clean, comfortable and relatively free from pain. I hope to have time to say my goodbyes and give my final blessings. But in our technologically advanced society—despite the billions we spend on end-of-life medical care—this simple, old-fashioned and once-inexpensive death is harder to achieve than you might think.
According to a 2017 Kaiser Foundation study, seven in 10 Americans hope to die at home. But half die in nursing homes and hospitals, and more than a tenth are cruelly shuttled from one to the other in their final three days. Pain is a major barrier to a peaceful death, and nearly half of dying Americans suffer from uncontrolled pain. Nobody I know hopes to die in the soulless confines of an Intensive Care Unit. But more than a quarter of Medicare members cycle through one in their final month, and a fifth of Americans die in an ICU.
In his final year of life, retired IBM manager Ed Walski, who had Parkinson’s disease and dementia, was shuttled nine times between his assisted living apartment and hospitals and nursing homes. “The first few times I’d say, OK, we got him through this, and now he’s going to get rehab and be back where he was,” said his daughter Karen Randall, a veterinarian in Silver Spring, Md. “But he never came back. It was a stair step down to the basement.” Despite financial resources and a devoted daughter, Walski’s dying was far more chaotic and painful than it needed to be.
I don’t want that to be my story.
I’ve spent the past three years interviewing hundreds of people who have witnessed good deaths and hard ones, and I consulted top experts in end-of-life medicine. This is what I learned about how to get the best from our imperfect health-care system and how to prepare for a good end of life.
Have a vision. Some doctors assume that everyone wants to extend life until there is no joy left in the living of it. They’re mistaken. In the Kaiser study, most people cared much more about not having their families financially burdened by their care or distressed by tough medical decisions; having their medical preferences honored; and dying in peace spiritually, with their loved ones around them. Living as long as possible was at the very bottom of most people’s lists.
Imagine what it would take to die in peace and work back from there. Whom do you need to thank or forgive? Do you want to die under the stars or listening to a Mary Oliver poem or with Willie Nelson’s “On the Road Again” playing? Any of this is possible if you face death while still enjoying life and recognize the pitfalls of modern medicine.
Advanced medicine is replete with treatments (ventilators, dialysis, defibrillators, feeding tubes, to name a few) that postpone death and prolong misery without restoring health. The default setting is often to provide them until the whole family unequivocally says “No.” Get clear, long before that final panicked call to 911, on what gives your life joy and meaning. When you can no longer enjoy those things, what medical treatments would you refuse? Nobody can answer this for you. We vary widely in how much suffering we’re willing to endure for more time on earth.
Talk to those you love about what a good “quality of life” means to you and put it in writing in a letter or advance directive. Appoint someone with people skills and a backbone to speak for you if you can no longer speak for yourself. The best choice for your “health care agent” isn’t necessarily a close family member. In a crisis, he or she may be too overwhelmed to let you go.
Stay in charge. If your doctor isn’t curious about what matters to you or won’t tell you what’s going on in plain English, fire that doctor and find another. That’s what Amy Berman did when a prominent oncologist told her to undergo chemotherapy, a mastectomy, radiation and then more chemo to treat her stage-four inflammatory breast cancer. This course would have destroyed her quality of life without curing her rare, and usually lethal, variant of breast cancer. “I thanked him for his time and left,” said Ms. Berman, a health policy grantmaker for the John A. Hartford Foundation.
She engaged another oncologist who asked her, “What do you want to accomplish?” Ms. Berman said that she was aiming for a “Niagara Falls trajectory:” To live as well as possible for as long as possible, followed by a rapid final decline.
It has been eight years since then, and Ms. Berman is now 59. She hasn’t undergone surgery or chemo, been hospitalized or gone into debt. A daily estrogen-suppressing pill slows her disease, and a one-time intense burst of “palliative radiation” eliminated pain from cancer cells that had spread to her spine. She’s kept working, ridden a jet ski to the Statue of Liberty, written for the Washington Post, watched her daughter graduate from college and gone snowmobiling in Iceland. “Most doctors,” she says, “focus only on length of life. That’s not my only metric.”
Know the trajectory of your illness. If you face a frightening diagnosis, ask your doctor to draw a sketch tracking how you might feel and function during your illness and its treatments. A visual will yield far more helpful information than asking exactly how much time you have left. Such predictions are as unreliable as weather forecasts, and most doctors vastly overestimate.
A sketch, on the other hand, will yield a surprising amount of actionable intelligence. It may help you, in particular, to recognize the advent of the precarious health stage that I call the “house of cards.” This fragile state is marked by needing caregivers and repeatedly returning from hospital stays worse off rather than better. At this stage, consider shifting your emphasis from cure to comfort and find an alternative to the emergency room. Look for a physician or nurse housecall service or a home-based palliative care or “serious illness management” program.
All of this may be easier for people with money, but that is not the only determinant of a good decline and death. Two of the best deaths I studied involved people with little savings, and some of the worst were inflicted on people with plenty of money and rolodexes full of influential names. If funds are low, seek out government programs like PACE (the Program of All-Inclusive Care for the Elderly), which provides medical care at home, and other services that relieve burdens on family caregivers.
And don’t be afraid of hospice. It won’t make you die sooner, it’s covered by insurance, and you are more likely to die well, with your family supported and your pain under control.
Find your tribe and arrange caregivers. Dying at home is labor-intensive. Hospices provide home visits from nurses and other professionals, but your friends, relatives and hired aides will be the ones who empty bedpans and provide hands-on care. You don’t have to be rich, or a saint, to handle this well. You do need one fiercely committed person to act as a central tentpole and as many part-timers as you can marshal. People who die comfortable, well-supported deaths at home tend to have one of three things going for them: money, a good government program or a rich social network of neighbors or friends.
When my former dance teacher Stephanie Moore got ovarian cancer, she drew on the gratitude bank that she’d built over years of teaching salsa and swing. One well-organized woman created a calendar of helpers who took four-hour shifts. Her daughter was at her cottage daily. I brought dinner once a week, and my husband drove her to chemotherapy. Because commitments were widely shared, no single person was overwhelmed. When Stephanie died five months later, everyone could look back with pride on the job they had done.
So don’t wait until you’re at death’s door to explore your passions, deepen your relationships and find your posse. It doesn’t matter if you discover it among fellow quilters, folk-dancers, bridge-players, Tai Chi practitioners, or in the Junior League, the Rotary or the Christian Motorcyclists Association. You just need to get together regularly and share an activity face to face.
Take command of the space. No matter where death occurs, you can bring calm and meaning to the room. Don’t be afraid to rearrange the physical environment. Weddings have been held in ICUs so that a dying mother could witness the ceremony, and dogs have been smuggled onto hospital floors. In a hospital or nursing home, ask for a private hospice room or “comfort suite,” get televisions and telemetry turned off and stop the taking of vital signs. You can turn a bedside table into an altar for flowers, family photographs or religious icons. Open flames are forbidden, but electric LED “candles” can create a sacred feeling.
Hospital staff may help if you ask. When Liz Salmi’s mentor lay unconscious on a ventilator in a dark, windowless ICU room, attended by a cacophony of hisses and electronic bloops, she and other close friends lobbied for a better setup. All monitors but one were silenced, a doctor removed the breathing tube, and nurses and aides gurneyed her dying friend quickly into the ICU’s “best room”—a sunny spot, with windows opening to the outdoors. One friend set up small speakers and cued a playlist.
“Unburdened by machines,” Liz wrote on her blog, TheLizArmy, “his body began sinking into the bed. I said, ‘this is natural,’ to remind myself that I was witnessing part of the cycle of life, much like a baby crying when born.” Liz remembers a peaceful death, in fresh air and sunlight, with the man’s favorite music playing and his closest friends holding him.
Think of death as a rite of passage. In the days before effective medicine, our ancestors were guided by books and customs that framed dying as a spiritual ordeal rather than a medical event. (One of the West’s first best-selling self-help books, published in 1450 in Latin, was titled “The Art of Dying.”) A spiritually mature individual was expected to contemplate it ahead of time. Without abandoning the best of what modern medicine has to offer, return to that spirit. Don’t reduce the end of your life to a medical procedure or strip it of ceremony and humanity. Make sure you live and die as a full human being.
Over the years, as I’ve listened to hundreds of stories, I’ve learned one thing: Those who contemplate their aging, vulnerability and mortality often live better lives and experience better deaths than those who don’t. They shape lives of comfort, joy and meaning, even as their bodies decline. They get clear-eyed about the trajectory of their illnesses, so they can plan. They regard doctors as their consultants, not their bosses. They seek out medical allies who tell the truth and help them thrive in the face of adversity. They enroll in hospice earlier, and often feel and function better—and sometimes even live longer—than those who pursue maximum treatment. And they often die with less physical suffering, and just as much attention to the sacred, as our ancestors did.
There is a way to a peaceful, empowered death, even in our era of high-tech medicine. If you accept the reality of death and plan for it rather than fight it, you can restore dignity, community and, yes, even beauty to your final passage.
That’s not to promise it will be easy. I wish I could guarantee you a vigorous old age, a short decline and a swift, painless death. I wish I could tell you that our nation routinely provides supportive, well-coordinated health care for all people, no matter what their incomes, in the often-prolonged passage from active living to active dying. But let’s face it: We influence our lives, but we don’t control them, and the same goes for how they end. No matter how bravely you adapt to loss and how cannily you navigate our fragmented health system, dying will still represent the ultimate loss of control.
But you don’t have to be a passive victim. You retain moral agency. You can keep shaping your life all the way to its end—as long as you seize the power to imagine, to arrange support and to plan.
—This essay is adapted from Ms. Butler’s new book, “The Art of Dying Well: A Practical Guide to a Good End of Life,” which will be published on Feb. 19 by Scribner.
https://www.wsj.com/articles/preparing-for-a-good-end-of-life-11549643346?ns=prod/accounts-wsj
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9 hours ago, Thujone said:
Saw this thread Thursday. Bought the book, Bad Blood, Friday. Finished it today. Holy crap balls. Amazing that without showing a single bit of working technology, they managed to get hundreds of millions in VC and a valuation of 10 billion. They also hoodwinked, Kissinger, Mattis, Boies, etc. Just an incredible story.
Yeah and what I forget is that this happened over ten years. It's not like they were some overnight Silicon Valley story. They were in operation for over a decade, and to your point, never showed a single bit of working technology.
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On 3/1/2019 at 8:36 PM, Bama Chick said:
I’m Gen X, born in 1972, and my parents are Boomers, both born in 1950.
And Gen X aren’t “whiners”.
We’re cynical and jaded.
We bitch about whatever is fucking us over to our friends, keep our rage internal, and then shrug our shoulders, mutter “Fine, whatever dude.” and go about our business.
All we want is for the idiot Boomers is for them to retire/die/just go the fuck away, so we can be left alone to do our thing.
Most of us are looking to Millennials to be on our team and be our energetic allies in fixing what the Boomers fucked up.
We know y’all are more technologically savvy and have more energy than us - we’re middle aged and tired, dude.
Just let us finally get to those jobs we’ve been eternally waiting for and we’ll be more than happy to have you join us in changing the world.
Don’t expect us to let you jump the line to be fully in charge just yet but we aren’t ego freaks like the Boomers. We’ll allow you to try new ideas and methods and totally share the credit and praise with y’all.
Just let us finally get to the top of the food chain and leave us to our peace and quiet. We don’t have the desire or energy to micromanage you or make you conform to some bullshit.
Do your job, do it well, and we don’t give a crap about the rest.
The Boomers are your overbearing parents telling you that you have no idea how the real world works and if you do things their way, you’ll be better off.
Gen X is your cool aunt or uncle telling you life is hard and sucks sometimes so live it your way. Your job isn’t all you are, so do it your way as long as you get it done and fuck all that other crap.Pretty accurate all around.
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2 minutes ago, GhostOfTomJoad said:
He was a master manipulator & a monster. Was able to sell the kids' parents & family on the dream world he lived in. And they gave their sons to him in order to chase that fantasy.
I feel nauseated.He wasn't that much of a master. He just paid them all off.
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What the holy fuck is this?
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1 hour ago, Wally Pryor said:
Well, the cat's been out of the bag for a while now that the dude was a vile predator of the lowest form. Weird that in today's society where sneezing in the wrong direction can get you blacklisted, yet Jackson's basically continued to get a hall pass even though he's about as bad as it gets.
Wake me up if / when this documentary changes anything.
R Kelly says hi.
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I like how the Boomers spent the entire lives telling their kids not to trust strangers only to now believe whatever they read on the Internet.
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3 hours ago, Message Board User said:
Evangelical Christian third from last with barely over 50%. That's interesting and a definite change from years past.
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It's been mentioned the last few pages but can we collectively drop the Trae Young is overrated or will be a flop nonsense? As mentioned earlier, some of the posts on the old page about this didn't age well.
He may be a notch below Luka but it's not like that trade was a bust. The Hawks are trash and they needed players. They got their PG for the next decade and a first round draft pick out of it. For the month of January, Trae averaged 23/9 while shooting 43% from three. Much like his time at OU, he's getting those assists on a garbage team.
Luka's mom is hot so there's that.
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Nebraska will not be a top tier program in 20 years from a viewership standpoint. Their fan base now trends older and they'll be dead by then.
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Theranos' Death Rattle
in Business and Markets
Posted · Edited by Aqua Buddha
Hearing her describe how the Edison machine actually worked was interesting. This isn't a case of "fake it until you make it." She knew her product didn't work, wouldn't work, and passed it off as something else. That's fraud.
Even Boies was in on it. He tried using "trade secrets" to hide that they were using other machines.