ANNOUNCEMENT: We are moving!!

Sorry blogger...you've been wonderful these past years, but wordpress just has so much more customizability and functionality, not to mention looks much more professional and aesthetically pleasing. Thankfully, it wasn't hard at all to transfer all my posts and I finally combined everyone in one blog, instead of keeping multiple :)

New site: 
http://untanglethechaos.wordpress.com/ 

See you there :)!

oh, science (and the public)

First off, my nerdy side continues to be in heaven here at the NIH. Second of all, I just posted up this article on fb yesterday with dismal opinions of the food in general, when I attended another talk today that presented this AMAZING article:

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/23193004

and then came across these lovely reviews of the article: 

Editorial by Brown et al. in the same journal

Commentary from sciencebasedmedicine.org

and public report by The Washington Post

As the conclusions in the abstract by Schoenfeld and Ioannidis report: 

"Associations with cancer risk or benefits have been claimed for most food ingredients. Many single studies highlight implausibly large effects, even though evidence is weak. Effect sizes shrink in meta-analyses."

From SBM:

"...there are lots of studies out there that claim to find a link, either for increased risk or a protective effect, between this food or that ingredient and cancer, but very few of them actually provide convincing support for their hypothesis. [HOWEVER], We must resist the temptation to go too far in the opposite direction and reflexively dismiss even the possibility of such risks as the ACSH is wont to do, most famously with pesticides and other chemicals." 

Bottom line:

"there are at least a few foods that are reliably linked to cancer. For instance, alcohol consumption is positively linked with several cancers, including pancreatic, esophageal, and head and neck cancers, among others. There’s evidence that eating lots of fruit and vegetables compared to meat can have protective effects against colorectal cancer and others, although the links are not strong, and processed meats like bacon have been linked to various cancers, although, again, the elevated risk is not huge. When you boil it all down, it’s probably far less important what individual foods one eats than that one eats a varied diet that is relatively low in red meat and high in vegetables and fruits and that one is not obese." 

From Brown et al:

"Important steps to improve the fidelity of research reporting include the following: Increased use and improvement of clinical trial and observational study registries; making raw data publicly available; making supporting documentation such as protocols, consent forms, and analytic plans publicly available; and mandating the publication of results from human (or animal) research supported by taxpayer funds. As Schoenfeld and Ioannidis  highlighted, comprehensive approaches to improve reporting of nutrient-disease outcomes could go a long way toward decreasing repeated sensational reports of the effects of foods on health. However, none of these debiasing solutions address the fundamental human need to perceive control over feared events. Although scientists may have ulterior motives for looking for nutrient-disease associations, the public is always the final audience. It is therefore imperative that we spend less time repeating weak correlations and invest the resources to vigorously investigate nutrient-cancer and other disease associations with stronger methodology, so that we give the public lightning rods instead of sending them up the bell tower." 

lesson from Dr. Fauci

1. When there is a will, there is a way
2. Keep an open mind, but the bottom line: ALWAYS have the final question in mind
3. Go with your gut
4. See number 1
5. Luck favors those who are prepared for it

pennies for thoughts...and memories

Lately, I've been encountering story after story of heartbreak and the consequences of imperfection--stories of illness in those close to those close to me, or even in those close to me. Stories of suffering, of sadness, of trial and fire. Stories of the realities of the human condition...and the dark side of it...

In the past year alone, I think I've had at least 4 friends lose their grandparents, 2 friends lose their parents, one friend lose one of their best friends, 2 friends with relatives with cancer, one friend who GOT cancer and one friend who is fighting hard, multiple friends with aunts/uncles/second relatives with cancer, and most dear to my heart, I've lost my own aunt. And then there's everything going on in Syria.

I've often said to these people that my prayers and condolences go out to you, but what I really mean to say is that every time I hear these stories, your stories, my heart breaks for the darkness and sadness we have to face in this world. It's a feeling that has come more frequently now then before, and I surprised myself when I put my finger on it; that the reason I was sad at random times was not for specific things (though they certainly played a part); but rather, for the world in general.

Part of it has to do with the fact that me and my peers are now at that age where our parents and grandparents are vulnerable to the elements of nature and aging; to diseases, ailments, cancer. My aunt's battle with cancer was both sudden, scary, and a reality check. Part of it has to do with the fact that I now have more than a thousand friends on facebook, and the internet has this power to broadcast all our life tragedies to the world (or, at least our connected friends) as they happen, versus pre-facebook times where grief was expressed privately, or only to those close in physical proximity. Or perhaps part of it is that after spending a year in medicine, my eyes are more open to the world of disease. I'm reading more about how humans live outside of our comfortable US. After spending only a week in Haiti but months learning about the burden of global health needs, my eyes are open to the extent of suffering that plagues mankind. After spending like 4 days at Urbana hearing the stories of missionaries, their struggles and their lives on the field, my heart asked to see things as God sees them. Maybe this is what it means.*

Because I grieve for the losses my friends have to deal with, but also for the unfairness of the world in general. I grieve for people who have to go before we feel it is their time. For young people who die in tragedy. Even more grievously is that the numbers of losses and illness in the lives of people around me are paltry to the numbers people attest to elsewhere in the world. So my heart also grieves for children who are scarred by poverty, trafficking, hunger, war, orphanage; their innocence torn from them. For people who have to live their lives in fear. For women who are at the mercy of their husbands, or families, without any ability to express themselves. For those who live under the bonds of censorship, oppression, violence. Yet my heart does swell with joy and emotion at the stories of determination and love that persist through these intense journeys, at the resilience of human nature, at the goodness of human nature too that can shine through. Not all hope is lost. My desire to travel, but to travel on the road less trodden, stems from a desire to hear more of these stories, to learn from these people, whose life and emotional strength is probably eons deeper than my own sheltered knowledge.

Finally, I grieve for the state that society (or at least our media) can display sometimes on the waves of development and luxury: of a blatant lack of tact, of a blatant idolatry of self and materialism, and of blatant refusal to better oneself--at times, promoting and celebrating irresponsibility, hedonism, self harm (*cough*popculture*cough*mileycyrus). Just because you have $$, freedom and a good life doesn't mean you have to spend it that way. What happened to active promotion of a desire to be better versions of ourselves...focusing time and energy on cultivating our ability to learn skills, be useful, think critically? The only thing a material and hedonistic society creates is a desire that is impossible to be satiated. I am so thankful to have (most) friends who continually strive to be better and inspire me. At the same time I think we all fall prey to many self-serving behaviors in some way, shape or form, and to varying extents. So I'm trying to get better, or at least less wasteful.

I want to clarify that I am not sad in an intrinsic sense, as in I grieve so much I can't get up in the morning or see things through a pessimistic viewfinder. Nor is this sadness of pity. No, these thoughts come on and off through the course of a day; last a couple moments, then are replaced with the bustle of BAM, present life (i.e., the research I'm doing now, or my schedule for later today). I grieve in a sense that serves as a reminder and makes me emotional enough to want to do something about it...to want to play at least a small part in God's greater picture, to bring healing, to establish a skill set that will let me help others, and to remind myself that I have no, absolutely NO reason to EVER be dissatisfied with the life I am blessed with...no matter what comes. There is more to life than us! We are young; we have so much potential, we have so many resources...learn and get on it!

Let's all be reminded of that. Let's celebrate and be thankful in the life we do have, the lives we have been touched with, the memories shared, the experiences that shape our being, and really, everything.

As for me, thank you 姑姑 for teaching me some of that--what it truly means to feel grief, but also what it truly means to celebrate life. I can't believe it has almost been a year, but the lessons you have taught me and those around you live on. I love and miss you. I know that you are watching over us all, especially Uncle, S and N.

And thank you God for being my strength. I will praise You forever.
*1 Cor 12:25-26 and Romans 12:9-21

microbiome!

Probiotics lecture (on this study) Q&A:
Q: One could say mice have shared microbiomes because they eat each other's poop. Now in reference to humans, do you think there is an application?
A1: Well, I must reference the study on the microbiome of households with dogs that show increased homogeneity within these households vs non-dog households...
A2: There is a proposal that improper hand washing may play a role...heh heh

^__^' That's sort of gross. But also sort of fascinating.

For those unfamiliar with the microbiome, which has been BLOWING UP science news:
NYT: Say Hello to the 100 trillion bacteria that make up your microbiome

Nice collection of recent NPR articles

my people

"i heart you", said heart to the gut :P

You know that feeling when you meet people that totally just click with you? That you can be yourself around and not be judged, or be judged but still tolerated? That you might not even know that well yet, but you know you have so many things in common already, and totally hit it off?

Or when you just love the people you're surrounded with?

Reason #howeverhundred I'm so happy I chose medicine: my classmates and peers are some of the most amazing people I've ever met, or will ever meet, and though not everyone creates that same feeling felt above, there is a pretty darn high percentage of them that do. It is true that you may just meet some of your best friends in med school. 

Absolutely love the people I'm meeting, the people in my life, and the environment I'm in. Trust me, it wasn't always like this, and won't always be like this either. But man, does it feel good, and this moment deserves recognition in a post so that if I ever doubt or feel lonely, I am reminded that I really am not. Another reason I think this is possible is because I feel like I'm finally being honest with myself and who I am. Med school taught me the hard way that you can never please people, but hey, the lesson is learned. Also, I've been slowly coming out of my introvert shell--opening up a bit more, letting people in a bit more, being confident in who I am and getting away from the 'pleasing' mindset that has been in my head too long. It is amazingly liberating how good this feels. 

Thanks be to God for always being so amazing and providing :)  

dream

best. video. ever.