Up And At ‘Em

I’ve recovered considerably from Monday’s little indignity, and although I haven’t had time or energy to comment on the big stories of the week, I should be back in fighting form soon enough. Just a couple of little items for tonight:

At the conclusion of all the injecting and slicing and yanking and scraping and drilling and grafting and suturing on Monday, the good Dr Franzetti prescribed for me some strong (600 mg) ibuprofen, and also some Vicoprofen, which is the same thing with hydrocodone mixed in. The aftermath was indeed very painful, but not wanting to take the opiates if I didn’t need to, I started off on the plain stuff. It seemed to do the job adequately well, especially in combination with ample doses of Scotland’s amber restorative. In fact, I found myself feeling rather capital in all sorts of other little ways; in particular, my ruined knee (which is next in line for the surgeon’s blade) has bothered me less this week than it has in years, while the general achiness and creakiness that I’ve resigned myself to as simply the toll I must pay for the great store of wisdom I’ve accumulated has abated considerably as well. Why, I even noticed that one morning, despite having medicated myself rather liberally the night before with Caledonia’s aforementioned elixir, I awoke with none of the usual aftereffects. I began to suspect that this ibuprofen stuff was something of a modern miracle.

And then — lo and behold! — I ran across this just now, right out of the blue:

Ibuprofen adds 12 years to life! Cheap painkillers can slow ageing and fight disease

A CHEAP over-the-counter painkiller may have astonishing powers to extend life, say researchers.

That does it, I’m a believer. I wonder what our pal Mangan thinks of this; he’s always au courant with this sort of thing. I must ask him.

I have one more morsel for you tonight: an article by Steve Sailer on Ben Franklin’s views about immigration. In it he mentions a pamphlet on the topic by Dr Franklin called Observations Concerning the Increase of Mankind, which I’ve never read. I think I’ll go do so now.

Right after I have some more ibuprofen.

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  1. JK says

    Yeppers! The surest sign of an MD’s son is that, rather than possibly adding to the planet’s ever increasing risk of evolving antibiotic-resistant bacteria you’d go with the nectar. In whatever case I’d stick to the single malts – personally I slay most efficiently with Glenfiddich – figuring no oral nastybug can ever do me wrong with a right proper swish or four properly performed but ne’er a gargle, to do it.

    “An’ what’s the properly performed procedure?” I hear you ask.

    The first snort doesn’t require any special acrobatics – by the fourth you should bde natuarally masterflee hae it moore nor lest articularized.

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 12:14 am | Permalink
  2. Gary Seven says

    Have another Scotch, sir.

    Here’s to a speedy recover and a blessed Advent!

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 12:43 am | Permalink
  3. I could have used those 12 extra years back in my twenties!

    Jeffery Hodges

    * * *

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 7:53 am | Permalink
  4. Disclaimer: I am a doctor, but not, as my Jewish mom used to say, a real doctor (i.e., an MD).

    Caution: Ibuprofen may have some adverse effects, not the least of which is excessive, er … shall we say … a condition with which Chicago is frequently associated …

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 1:59 pm | Permalink
  5. HJH,

    I’ve heard it said that youth is wasted on the young.

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 2:24 pm | Permalink
  6. JK says

    Uhm. Doctor Henry?

    (Asking you simply cause you specify what sort of doctor you ain’t but …)

    Anyway, what’s the expected lifespan of the average mountain lion?


    Posted December 19, 2014 at 4:40 pm | Permalink
  7. I’m a doctor (PhD) of nuclear physics.

    In answer to your other question, JK, and after reading the article you linked, my guess is about 150 years.

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 5:35 pm | Permalink
  8. JK says

    Aw heck Henry, the lightning fast response given I now I’m sure just what sort of doctor you is is an obvious tipoff.

    I mighta known you’d know the obvious.

    Schrödinger’s cat.

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 6:14 pm | Permalink
  9. à propos Schrödinger’s cat:

    Schrödinger’s Birth Certificate

    Posted December 19, 2014 at 7:02 pm | Permalink
  10. Musey says

    Malcolm, thank God for your dental problems. Now you will live forever, or at the very least until you’re a hundred and ten!

    Posted December 20, 2014 at 12:11 am | Permalink
  11. TBH: “I’ve heard it said that youth is wasted on the young.”

    HJH: “I’d like to test that theory a second time!”

    Jeffery Hodges

    * * *

    Posted December 20, 2014 at 4:45 am | Permalink
  12. HJH,

    Wouldn’t we all …

    Posted December 20, 2014 at 11:43 am | Permalink