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d over the phone like I was?</p><p id="da3a" type="7">How about this: Try to picture Ivanka, the object of her creepy father’s even creepier lust, punching a time clock! That will happen around the same time I start flying jets.</p><p id="709d">Maybe I’m being overly sensitive. I mean, if I could make my own sea salt while basking under the Mediterranean sun, wouldn’t I bleat about it later? Shit, no. I would not.</p><p id="1c29">So you know, the column’s focus was on scent and how it evokes particular memories. Here is the passage that set me off:</p><p id="d741"><i>When I was in Spain this summer, we sun-dried our own sea salt in Majorca, then went to a little shop near where we ate dinner to buy flor de sal harvested from the same Ses Salines salt flats. When I popped open the can — later back at home, my kids shouted, “it smells like Majorca!”</i></p><p id="c3f4">“Gee, kids! How cool is that? Know what? Get outta here”</p><p id="d35c">For those of us who don’t vacation in Majora, <i>flor de sal</i> means Salt Flower. Now, is it me, or is this type of self-important strutting gag-worthy?</p><p id="0c73">I’m not so offended by the message as much as I am by the way it was conveyed. As if the messenger had no clue of the disparity around her and the reality that people are struggling to make ends meet, for God’s sake. Struggling to feed themselves and their families. Working for minimum wage.</p><p id="051d">I get that this magazine is about beauty, not our country’s economy but all I can say is, the salaries must be pretty damned good.</p><p id="22b4">We, as writers, understand that words are powerful and the <i>way</i> in which we say things is as important, or maybe more so, as <i>what</i> we’re putting out into the world. I’ve learned this particular lesson the hard way. More than once.</p><p id="d5bd">Admittedly, I’m particularly sensitive in that I haven’t received an actual paycheck in almost two years. And I’m better than that. Much better, yet I can’t seem to catch a break. So, where someone else might read the editorial and think of it as “aspirational,” I think, “WTF?” Just as I do when I see TV commercials touting luxury automobiles as holiday gifts. What world are we living in?</p><p id="8d58">This is what doesn’t compute: While the editor raves about her kids raving about Majorca, there are other, less privileged children starving in this country. Their parents would love to afford a bus ticket, let alone a first-class airline ticket to Spain.</p><p id="f2ee">A little empathy for others, folks. That’s all I’m asking.</p><p id="184a">According to <i>nokidhungry.org</i>, in the United States, one in seven children lives with hungry. The bigger picture: According to the U.S. Department of Agriculture (USDA), more than eleven hundred children in our country live in “food insecure homes,” which means the family members don’t get enough to eat in order to live in a manner that’s deemed “healthy.”</p><p id="7845">Maybe the editor should set her cannister of DIY sea salt aside and chew on these stats:</p><p id="1300"><b>Over 4.5 million U.S. kids live in food deserts and lack access to grocery stores with fresh fruits and vegetables.</b></p><p id="742e"><b>On average, children in rural areas are more likely to experience food insecurity and lack access to quality health services.</b></p><p id="7f6a"><b>Close to 1 in 3 American children are overweight or obese, and obesity in children has more than tripled over the past 35 years, putting children at higher risk for serious, even life-threatening health problems.</b></p><p id="a02e"><b>In communities where Save the Children works, an average of 59 percent of children do not have access to fresh, healthy foods; in some areas, it’s as much as 98 percent.</b></p><p id="bc2d">Here’s more self-satisfied bunk from the editorial:</p><p id="c1b6"><i>In (country), last summer, my daughter and I treated ourselves one afternoon to tea at the (uber-luxe) hotel. Now, the scent of not only jasmine tea but also jasmine fragrances brings me half a world away to that fancy dining room, nibbling on tiny sandwiches

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and cakes.</i></p><p id="0408">Again, maybe I’m being unfair and bristly. But the manner in which this was written is offensive, in my humble opinion. Plus, the older I get, the less idiocy I can tolerate.</p><p id="712b">Maybe if she’d included some type of giveaway to the first fifty readers who wrote back via email, describing their favorite scents and what they evoked for them. Jasmine fragrance oil could be the giveaway. I don’t know.</p><p id="7d81">Perhaps this editor should stick to writing about lip conditioners and designer perfumes and the wonders of glycolic acid. Meanwhile, if the craving for a “tiny cake” should come upon her, she could always shove a Twinkie up her bum.</p><p id="444c">I’d like to thank <a href="undefined">Helen Cassidy Page</a> for her input here. She gave me the virtual slap upside the head that I needed. But, sweetly.</p><p id="6d7e"><i>Sherry McGuinn is a slightly-twisted, longtime Chicago-area writer and award-winning screenwriter. Her work has appeared in The Chicago Tribune, Chicago Sun-Times and numerous other publications. Sherry’s manager is currently pitching her newest screenplay, a drama with dark, comedic overtones and inspired by a true story.</i></p><p id="2284">As always, I appreciate your reading. If you’re up for more:</p><div id="974d" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/haiku-how-to-51d0685c1ad6"> <div> <div> <h2>Haiku How-To</h2> <div><h3>A primer for the sexually inquisitive.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*yQwyx3SGkE3-oZlWW1dC9g.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="654f" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/did-i-fail-my-mother-3323d4907780"> <div> <div> <h2>Did I Fail My Mother?</h2> <div><h3>All the things I should have said, and didn’t.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*IBboE8lKu9O0Q4Ga0aEGhQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="9067" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-hot-women-of-medium-c66515ba6bbe"> <div> <div> <h2>The Hot Women of Medium</h2> <div><h3>Smart, funny, gutsy and SMOKIN’!</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*sUDy3LYDjjZKQqXsMfyptQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="1a63" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/ive-never-received-1k-claps-b1dd0d9c56b9"> <div> <div> <h2>I’ve Never Received 1K Claps</h2> <div><h3>Wounded…and wondering.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*zAfXUminR_ELCNKW8Ppsgw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="11fc" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/its-official-i-m-an-a-hole-347624d73cd7"> <div> <div> <h2>It’s Official: I’m an A-Hole</h2> <div><h3>“Medium Madness” has me by the throat.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*r4v7h4lCPyj7liblwp-GNQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Stories from My Years of Clinical Experience

The Patient Who Lost His Eyesight Suddenly

Hi, I am Dr. K. P. V. Rao, based in Navi Mumbai, India.

My clinical practice journey started way back in 1984.

I had just graduated in 1983 from a government medical college-Dr. Vaishampayan Memorial Medical College, Solapur, Maharashtra, India.

After finishing my internship in June 1983, I did a stint as a Resident Medical officer in the Chest and Tuberculosis department for one month and the Cardiovascular Thoracic Surgery department for six months in B Y L Nair Hospital, Mumbai Central.

During this period of transition from a student to being a full-fledged doctor, I have seen umpteen patients with various ailments that have prompted me to write this series of articles on my clinical experiences.

In April 1984, I moved to a newly formed city- Vashi, Navi Mumbai- and went into my own medical practice. Since then, I have attended to thousands of patients, some easy to treat and some difficult.

In this series of articles, I aim to narrate stories about some interesting cases that you will enjoy reading and, if someone can co-relate to the cases, know what to expect in the management of such a case.

Before we dig into these stories, I would like to narrate one very interesting story from my second year of MBBS about a patient who had suddenly “lost his eyesight”.

The Patient Who Lost His Eyesight Suddenly

In the year 1981, in my second year of MBBS, we students had to attend various clinical departments to get experience in these subjects.

In November 1981, on one such day, around 12:00 in the afternoon, we were attending an Ophthalmology clinic.

The OPD was full of many patients having eye issues. Suddenly, a middle-aged patient in his 50s was brought in by his relatives, who said that he suddenly went blind a few hours ago.

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We all milled around the patient with our ophthalmic registrar. Some started asking questions as to how and when this happened, while our registrar examined his eyes with a torch. He ruled out cataracts and suggested ophthalmoscopy.

In the meantime, we were asked to check his blood pressure. We found it to be very high-230/140 mm of Hg. We reported it to our registrar and our professor of ophthalmology, who was taking our clinic that day.

He then examined the patient and told us that the cause of sudden blindness was his high BP, medically termed Malignant Hypertension, and the blindness was caused by retinal hemorrhage and/or retinal detachment. He suggested that the patient be admitted to ICCU of our hospital to bring his BP under control.

The key takeaways from this experience-

1. Always check your blood pressure after middle age, at least once a month. Your doctor may suggest treatment as per the severity of hypertension.

2. Never neglect your doctor’s advice on BP treatment. Very high BP can cause blindness, just like it causes stroke and heart attack.

3. Always remember- Prevention is Better than Cure.

Conclusions

I hope you have learned something from this small yet important experience of my pre-practice years.

I have stored this experience in my memory and have helped many patients with uncontrolled BP to achieve the target levels of 120/80 mm of Hg and prevent unwanted complications like blindness.

In my next article, I will touch upon many such clinical experiences one by one at a time so that you will learn to take timely action to prevent the likelihood of a certain catastrophe.

In the meantime, check out these few articles written by me earlier on health issues-

My sincere appreciation goes to Dr Mehmet Yildiz for allowing me to publish my stories in his publication Illumination-Curated [IC]. Dr. Mehmet Yildiz has written many stories on health issues that I thoroughly enjoy reading and learning from.

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