I just read that there is good news in the search for a treatment for Pulmonary Fibrosis. A large pharmaceutical company is acquiring a much smaller one- a company that is in the second phase of clinical trials for a drug which could prevent development of fibrosis.
It sounds like a genetic link was found a few years ago, where those lacking some kind of receptor, developed fibrosis when exposed to environmental triggers. The drug would block the development of fibrosis.
I'm a bit unclear what this drug would mean- is it for those who have had genetic testing and haven't developed the disease yet (but are prone to it)? Is it for those who have the disease, and it keeps it from spreading?
Whatever the answer to these questions, it sounds like good news. Read more here.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Photo Tour
A while ago I thought it would be nice to go around and take pictures of all the places that remind me of mom. Capitol Park, where we went after church when I was little. Osaka-Ya, where we got snow cones. Southside Park, the park we lived across from for years.
I started to think about this more last winter, but who wants to take pictures in winter? Now that it is nice out, I'm thinking about it more. I could ride my bike around and take pictures on a nice day. I started a google map with locations, so I would remember everything and be able to plan a good route.
View Special Places in a larger map
I started to think about this more last winter, but who wants to take pictures in winter? Now that it is nice out, I'm thinking about it more. I could ride my bike around and take pictures on a nice day. I started a google map with locations, so I would remember everything and be able to plan a good route.
View Special Places in a larger map
Monday, May 9, 2011
Happy Birthday Mom!
"Today is mom's birthday."
I started this post on mom's birthday, and couldn't bear to finish it. I had similar feelings on Mother's Day last weekend.
I started this post on mom's birthday, and couldn't bear to finish it. I had similar feelings on Mother's Day last weekend.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Something to consider
This was posted on the IPF listserve, and I thought it would be good to consider.
You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
American River Parkway
I was out on the American River Parkway doing a twenty mile run on Sunday. I often run on the Parkway, and have quickly adopted the mindset that this is a real gem in Sacramento. It is very peaceful, and a great place to run, walk and bike.
While I was thinking of all of these things that make the Parkway so great, I immediately thought of mom. She would have loved the Parkway. Did she ever come to the Parkway? Or did she not know about it since most of the trail is in farther out neighborhoods? I would love to take her to the Parkway for a walk, and I know she would have enjoyed it.
It made me very sad not knowing if she knew about and enjoyed this gem, or if I should have shared it with her. It made me sad thinking that I couldn't share it with her now. I like to think she knew about it and came out to take walks or ride her bike, but I guess I'll never know.
While I was thinking of all of these things that make the Parkway so great, I immediately thought of mom. She would have loved the Parkway. Did she ever come to the Parkway? Or did she not know about it since most of the trail is in farther out neighborhoods? I would love to take her to the Parkway for a walk, and I know she would have enjoyed it.
It made me very sad not knowing if she knew about and enjoyed this gem, or if I should have shared it with her. It made me sad thinking that I couldn't share it with her now. I like to think she knew about it and came out to take walks or ride her bike, but I guess I'll never know.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Plants
Mom really loved plants. For as long as I can remember, she was taking care of plants, clipping them and transplanting to new pots, and enjoying plants outdoors as well. I'm sure her love of plants influenced the fact that I grew up across the street from a park.
I was recently emailing her cousin, Wayne, who teaches horticulture. I found out that he also has a plant business! Mom would have loved to hear about that. She would have been very interested in the methods and processes to transplant different species, and the many other interesting things that go along with working with living things.
I have long regretted not being better with plants. When mom moved from her apartment on Second Avenue, she brought many of her plans to our house. Being fearful of the dog or cat eating the plant (and becoming ill), or digging and making a mess, I left many of the plants outside. Sadly, most died due to my lack of skills, lack of care, or a combination of the two. I feel bad to this day about killing her plants, which she loved so much.
I did manage to keep her ficus alive- it was the one plant I knew to keep indoors, and deep down I knew it was also her favorite. I still have it, and it is doing great.
I hope she wasn't too sad or mad about the plants I killed. I should have been more interested in her hobby growing plants, and more understanding of their importance. Maybe she didn't care because she knew she could always grow more. I do get a bit sad thinking of her last apartment, which totally lacked plants. Not that she had any room for them, but I can't help but think it may have brightened her days.
I was recently emailing her cousin, Wayne, who teaches horticulture. I found out that he also has a plant business! Mom would have loved to hear about that. She would have been very interested in the methods and processes to transplant different species, and the many other interesting things that go along with working with living things.
I have long regretted not being better with plants. When mom moved from her apartment on Second Avenue, she brought many of her plans to our house. Being fearful of the dog or cat eating the plant (and becoming ill), or digging and making a mess, I left many of the plants outside. Sadly, most died due to my lack of skills, lack of care, or a combination of the two. I feel bad to this day about killing her plants, which she loved so much.
I did manage to keep her ficus alive- it was the one plant I knew to keep indoors, and deep down I knew it was also her favorite. I still have it, and it is doing great.
I hope she wasn't too sad or mad about the plants I killed. I should have been more interested in her hobby growing plants, and more understanding of their importance. Maybe she didn't care because she knew she could always grow more. I do get a bit sad thinking of her last apartment, which totally lacked plants. Not that she had any room for them, but I can't help but think it may have brightened her days.
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