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18 Şubat 2017 Cumartesi

Sarfraz Manzoor: Our long, hard battle to have a second child

One morning at breakfast our daughter, Laila, looked up from her cornflakes and said: “Why am I the only child in this family?”


We had always known we wanted more than one child. Laila was born in 2011, a year after Bridget and I married. I loved being a dad. Children are hope in human form and while parenthood was often challenging, it also gifted us an addictive joy.


Soon after Laila turned one, Bridget suggested we try for a second baby. We wanted another child because, to us, having only one made us feel as if our family were incomplete. We wanted Laila to have a sibling and felt we would be failing her if we did not give her the chance of being someone’s big sister.


Bridget got pregnant easily the first time, so we assumed she would do so again. To begin with, we did not pay much attention to the monthly disappointments. But, in time, I came to dread the sound of heavy footsteps as Bridget returned from the bathroom having spotted the blood that indicated her period was coming and a baby was not. She would curl back into bed with me and I would hear her quietly crying.



Sarfraz Manzoor with his daughter, Laila, when she was eight months old.


Sarfraz Manzoor with his daughter, Laila, when she was eight months old. Photograph: Graham Turner for the Guardian

We moved from trying and then struggling and then failing to fall pregnant. The more we tried, the less fun it became. Sex went from pleasure to duty, from spontaneous to scheduled. It did not matter if we had had a fierce row earlier in the evening – by the time we got to bed we would somehow need to kiss and make up. Meanwhile, friends’ pregnancies produced new siblings for Laila’s friends.


After more than a year of failure, we saw our doctor. No single factor appeared to explain why Bridget was not getting pregnant. It had never occurred to us that we might have fertility problems – we already had a baby – but having failed to conceive naturally, we were advised to consider IVF. The fact that we had Laila meant the NHS would not pay and that we would have to go private – at a cost of thousands of pounds. It would eat up my savings, and there was no guarantee of success, but we felt we had at least to try, so that Laila could have her longed-for younger sibling.


We agreed to start on IVF and a few days later two large cardboard boxes arrived at our home filled with drugs for Bridget. There were also fearsome-looking syringes for injecting drugs into her stomach. Meanwhile, I signed up for weekly acupuncture sessions that aimed to boost the mobility of my sperm, and started taking special sperm-enhancing vitamin tablets. The drugs worked: within a couple of months, Bridget had produced a cluster of eggs, two of which were then fertilised. On 26 June 2015, the two embryos were transferred into Bridget’s uterus.


We then had to wait two weeks for the all-important pregnancy test. We hardly slept the night before. That morning, with Laila still asleep in her bedroom, I pulled out a framed photograph of our wedding day. We stared at it. What we were going through was nothing compared with those having IVF who did not already have children. Whatever the result of the pregnancy test, we had a huge amount to be grateful for.


A blood test revealed that it was good news: Bridget was pregnant. We were elated: all that money and all the pills and needles had been worth it.


The following weekend, I headed off to the Latitude festival, while Bridget was booked in to have some blood tests. On the Sunday, I noticed a missed call from Bridget. She had heard from the clinic: her pregnancy hormones were not increasing as fast as was expected. It could be ominous or it could be nothing – the only way to know was to book in for a scan.


The scan revealed that there was a gestational sac – a first sign of early pregnancy – but in order to tell whether it was still growing, a follow-up scan was needed. At the second scan, the nurse said, “I can see the heart beating.”


Bridget burst into tears of happiness and we hugged each other as the nurse said we should book for a third scan to track the rate of the embryo’s growth. It felt like a formality. The scan was scheduled for 10 August, the day before Laila’s fourth birthday. It would, we thought, make a perfect pre-birthday present if she came with us and got a glimpse of her future sister or brother.


That summer morning, we walked into the room full of sunny confidence. I sat next to Laila holding her hand and Bridget lay on her back as the nurse examined her. She worked in silence, studying the cloudy images on the monitor. We had become used to the routine. The nurse completed her tests and then said, “I’m so sorry but it’s bad news: there is no heartbeat.”


I thought I had heard wrongly but Bridget understood. I was mute from shock – I could not believe what I had heard. Laila was wondering what had happened. “Are those happy tears, Mummy?” she asked.


When I recall the days after the news, what I most remember is Bridget and me weeping, sometimes together and at other times apart while trying to keep our distress from our daughter.


Bridget felt it was worth having one more attempt. She didn’t have the desire to keep going endlessly, failed round after failed round. It would be too hard on her body and mind, but she wanted to have one more try. The failed round of IVF had cost more than £12,000. We couldn’t afford a second cycle. It was then we had an unexpected stroke of good fortune: an uncle of Bridget’s generously offered to help to pay for a second round of IVF.


The whole business started again – the drugs and injections, the hope and the waiting.


One morning in mid-March the following year we did the pregnancy test and although the news was good, we could not allow ourselves to believe that success was inevitable. In the past, miscarriages had been something that happened to others, but they were now part of our story: we were too frightened to take anything for granted again.


I had a miscarriage. Why can’t we talk about losing a baby?

Even when blood tests confirmed the pregnancy and the scan revealed the tiny beating pulse of a heart, we could not allow ourselves to get too excited. Only when we went to the 12-week scan, which showed the embryo growing normally, did we feel safe enough to believe that our luck had changed.


It was a Saturday night and Bridget and I were at a friend’s wedding in the Devon countryside. She was 13 weeks pregnant and starting to show. The wedding disco had just begun and I was on the dancefloor. When I stepped outside the hall for some air, I saw Bridget. She had a stricken expression and I knew instantly that something had happened. “I’ve started bleeding,” she said.


Minutes later, she was sitting on the toilet in our hotel room, blood streaming between her legs. An ambulance crew advised us there was little point in being driven to A&E because they would not be able to confirm a miscarriage.


The next day we found ourselves in our local hospital as a sonographer smeared lubricating gel on Bridget’s belly. I am not sure we would have coped with a second miscarriage but, thankfully, the baby was fine – apparently the sort of bleeding Bridget had experienced was common but rarely discussed.


It was Sunday evening, 20 November, and Bridget was due to be induced the following day. She had been having minor contractions during the afternoon and by the evening they were becoming more intense. While we were having dinner, she said we should call for a taxi to take us to hospital. We reached the hospital at 9pm; an hour later, our son, whom we would later name Ezra Zakariya Manzoor, was born.


The following day, Bridget’s cousin brought Laila to the hospital. Bridget was in bed cradling our baby son when our daughter walked up to him. Bridget smiled broadly and said: “Laila – say hello to your little baby brother.”



Sarfraz Manzoor: Our long, hard battle to have a second child

21 Kasım 2016 Pazartesi

I had to quit NHS admin – I felt like a workhorse flogged too hard

I had recently resigned from a well-paid job when I started working for the NHS in an administrative role. I was happy to be performing a useful service in the interests of a larger social goal, while no longer being required to write strategy documents or meet financial targets. However, in my seven months as a hospital specialty coordinator (a posh term for medical secretary, invented in order to create a sense of potential job progression), I experienced more stress – of several different kinds – than I have ever experienced.




The NHS is 25 years behind the rest of the country in terms of technology and management techniques




After the 2013 final report of the public inquiry into the “deaths by human error” at the Mid Staffordshire NHS foundation trust, the induction training programme for all new starters in the NHS – both clinical and administrative – was substantially rewritten. The major change in the day-long training sessions was the section on transparency and accountability. All new staff, we were told, were encouraged to follow the trust’s whistleblowing policy: this meant that we should feel duty-bound to report any incident, however small, that might jeopardise the wellbeing of a patient.


The NHS is 25 years behind the rest of the country in terms of technology and management techniques. Despite millions of pounds spent on computer technology in the NHS, I was amazed to discover that everything done within the health service – every clinic letter, investigative test, scan result – requires a hard copy file note to accompany its electronic counterpart. Across the country, hospital administrative staff, such as myself, waste thousands of hours each week trying to locate hard copy patient notes that could be anywhere within numerous hospital departments, and in many cases, across several different hospitals.


The most familiar sight in any hospital admin department is overloaded trolleys with patient notes being trundled from one section of the hospital to another, and overflowing filing trays that require staff to come in at weekends just so that they don’t start Monday mornings depressed by the amount of filing they have to do.


I could not work out why technological advancements and concern for the environment could have somehow bypassed the NHS, the fifth largest employer in the world. Jeremy Hunt’s goal of a paperless health service by 2018 looked to be a long way off, particularly since most of the managers preferred the security of hard copies (as back-up in the event of a computer glitch, and also in terms of patient confidentiality, since paper is not vulnerable to computer hacking).


Managers struggled to address the problems of their increasingly demoralised staff, who were trying to cope not just with the paperwork, but also with the constant demands of patients who wanted to know why their test had not been scheduled, or why they had not received their results. Absenteeism was rife because staff frequently called in sick with stress. On some days I found myself doing three people’s jobs. If a consultant was sick, their clinic for that day was cancelled. If a medical secretary, or two, or three, called in sick, the patients kept coming, and so did the accompanying paperwork.


I felt like I didn’t have time to breathe, let alone take a lunch break, and inevitably, when people are stressed, they take it out on each other. In my experience, the consultants, registrars and junior doctors were polite and considerate to the admin staff; and the patients were understanding and forbearing: it was the other admin staff who were the most unpleasant to one another. On one occasion, for example, a group of admin staff organised an official meeting to complain that their colleagues were “hogging” the few hours per week of a temporary helper.


Some managers tried a technological fix to the problem of overwork and paperwork – “two computer screens will make you more efficient by speeding up your processing times” – whereas what we needed was less absenteeism and better systems. We were, however, forbidden to use any external agency staff to cope with the dire shortages. These were considered an expensive luxury at a time of cost-cutting. Since all managers were assessed on their ability to achieve targets and avoid serious incidents, the real reasons for the poor performance of their staff were disregarded as long as no breaches of the trust’s policies needed to be reported.


In the end, I felt like a workhorse who was flogged too hard for trying and failing to shoulder the burdens of the job. I have left the NHS and am working in a job where I no longer dread the thought of Monday morning. I never reported a colleague through the whistleblowing hotline and, as far as I know, no one reported me. I can’t help feeling guilty, though, at the thought of the continued toil of my former workhorse colleagues I left behind.


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I had to quit NHS admin – I felt like a workhorse flogged too hard

3 Kasım 2016 Perşembe

Hard Brexit would mean patients waiting years for new drugs – report

A hard Brexit would lead to the loss of scientific funding for the UK drug industry and would mean patients waiting much longer for life-changing medicines, a thinktank has warned.


The report by the Public Policy Projects notes that patients, taxpayers and drugmakers benefit from a shared clinical trials and drug approvals process between the UK and the EU. This would be lost under a hard Brexit, which could mean years of delays before vital new drugs come on to the UK market – and £144bn of lost sales for the UK life sciences industry by 2020. A hard Brexit would mean the UK having no access to the single market.


Stephen Dorrell, a former Tory health secretary who heads the thinktank, said the government must be equally focused on Brexit’s implications for the pharmaceutical and biotech industries as it was on banking and the car industry. Life sciences contribute £60bn a year to the UK economy and employ 220,000 people.


Dorrell, who also chairs the NHS Confederation, warned that a hard Brexit would “take ourselves out of the scientific mainstream and thereby undermine the vitality of the British life sciences”. The UK life sciences, which David Cameron described as a “jewel in the crown”, risked being demoted to a “second-tier player”, Dorrell added.


The report, backed by healthcare consulting firm QuintilesIMS, argues that access to the single market is vital for drugmakers, ensuring free movement of scientists and preventing a brain drain. It says students should be taken out of the migration count.


Theresa May’s government has promised to make good the loss of the €8.8bn (£7.9bn) in scientific funding the UK received from the EU last year. But Dorrell said it was just as important to ensure that UK science remained at the heart of the European scientific community.


Luke Tryl, author of the report, said: “If we were to put [UK research and development] at risk, that would be highly reckless.”


The pro-EU group Scientists for EU says it knows of 41 foreign researchers who have refused to take UK posts or are thinking of refusing because of the Brexit vote, and of 100 who have already left or are planning to leave Britain. There have also been incidents of British scientists being dropped from EU projects owing to funding concerns.


The report highlights the importance of regulatory alignment. Tryl said if UK drugmakers were forced to choose between launching medicines in the UK and the EU, they would choose the latter market with its 500 million consumers rather than the former with its 60 million. The report points to Switzerland, noting that the Swiss authorisation agency works closely with the European Medicines Agency under mutual recognition agreements.


Another blow would come from pharmaceutical companies relocating. Japan’s drugmakers – at least 18 have R&D operations in the UK – have already warned they would move to wherever the EMA, currently based in London, relocates.


But UK companies GlaxoSmithKline and AstraZeneca are pushing ahead with investment plans despite the Brexit vote, and US biotech firm Alnylam said in September that it would base its European drug development team in Berkshire.



Hard Brexit would mean patients waiting years for new drugs – report

15 Eylül 2016 Perşembe

MPs demand hard line against clinicians who do not report FGM

The government should impose harsher punishment on professionals who decide not to report female genital mutilation in children, saying they are “complicit in a crime being committed”, according to a group of MPs.


The failure of the UK to make a single prosecution against FGM despite changes in legislation that make it mandatory for professionals to report FGM is “beyond belief” and is leading to “the preventable mutilation of thousands of girls”, according to a damning report from the home affairs select committee.


The committee says it is alarmed by reports that clinicians are ignoring the requirement to report child cases of FGM to the police, which was put in place last year, and urges NHS employers and royal colleges to “take a hard line against such attitudes”.


It states: “Existing disciplinary procedures for professionals who ignore the duty on mandatory reporting are insufficient and ineffective and it is unacceptable that some clinicians appear to refuse to accept it as their responsibility. The duty to report must not be seen as optional. A decision not to report puts children’s lives at risk and is complicit in a crime being committed.”


The committee risks reigniting a row with health professionals, some of whom have argued that mandatory reporting is counter-productive and compromises patient confidence.


The first annual statistics gathered on FGM released in July revealed there had been 5,700 new cases of female genital mutilation recorded in England in 2015-16, and provided hard evidence that the practice was happening on UK soil, with 18 cases recorded as happening in the UK. There are an estimated 134,600 women with FGM born in countries where FGM is practised and living in England. More than 20,000 girls a year are thought to be at risk of FGM in the UK.


FGM – the practice of removing some or all of a girl’s outer sexual organs, which can lead to serious and lifelong health complications – has been illegal in the UK since 1985 but it took 29 years before the first prosecution was brought to trial. The defendants were found not guilty. Since 2010, only 29 cases of FGM offences have been referred to the CPS, with a number of cases still live. The report compared these result to other countries: in a similar period there have been 40 FGM-related trials in France, six in Spain; two in Italy and Sweden; and one each in the Netherlands and Denmark.


“It is beyond belief that there still has not been a successful prosecution for an FGM offence since it was made illegal over 30 years ago,” stated the report. “That is a lamentable record and the failure to identify cases, to prosecute and to achieve convictions can only have negative consequences for those who are brave enough to come forward to highlight this crime.”


There was a “strong case” for routine medical examinations of children deemed to be at particularly high risk of FGM, said the committee. The practice had resulted in “large number of successful prosecutions in relation to FGM in France” but would require “a radical change in practice in the UK” and risked being “unnecessarily traumatic”.


The report also criticised the quality of data being gathered on FGM, although some progress had been made. Despite publicity surrounding the Government’s Summit on FGM in 2015, there was still “a paucity of information on the scale of FGM, on its trends over time and on the number of girls at risk”, stated the report. It called for a government FGM Unit – similar in scope to the Forced Marriage Unit – to collect data and report on progress in police investigations.


Police said on Wednesday that 33 children had been referred to safeguarding services, an 11-year-old girl was taken into police protection and a man and woman detained at Heathrow airport following a police operation that targeted flights to countries with high rates of FGM. Officers spoke to 5,000 people about UK law during Operation Limelight, according to the National Police Chiefs’ Council, but the report said “much more needs to be done to detect and prevent girls from being taken out of the UK to undergo FGM”.


Alison Macfarlane, a professor of perinatal health at City University London and author of a report on the prevalence of FGM in the UK, said the current methods of collecting data on FGM were “completely meaningless”. She added: “Ferocious penalties against doctors who don’t report FGM gets nobody anywhere. It is a sideshow from the positive things that are being done to prevent FGM, and it will deter women and girls from going to the doctor for help they may need.”


The Royal College of Midwives said that while a prosecution was “an important element” in the fight against FGM, many survivors were finding it difficult to access health care and psychological support. “We must address the need for culturally appropriate physiological services for survivors of FGM,” said the college’s professional policy adviser, Janet Fyle. “They are not being provided at anywhere near the levels required,” she added.


Equality Now, which has advised the government on FGM policy, said it did not support medical examinations of girls and did not think an FGM unit would be beneficial as “past experience showed that this did not work very effectively”. Mary Wandia, End FGM programme manager, said: “Every girl at risk of FGM should be protected in every possible way – particularly by those with a duty of care. If there is a failure to prevent this – or any incidence of child abuse – then the person who failed should be held to account.”


Nimko Ali, an anti-FGM activist and survivor, said she was confident that data collection and mandatory reporting – as well as a raised awareness about FGM – would result in a prosecution and welcomed the call for professionals to face disciplinary procedures if they failed to report FGM. “That prosecution will take time, but what is more important is that these policies are preventing girls from being cut in the first place, she said.”



MPs demand hard line against clinicians who do not report FGM

7 Temmuz 2014 Pazartesi

Can soaking up the sun give you a hard head?


The prospect of a fortnight in the Aegean beckons, with the welcome possibility for heliosis, the Ancient Greek term for sunbathing, in deference to the sun God, Helios. They were apparently nicely conscious of its “health benefits”, with the distinguished physician Soranus of Ephesus (renowned for his treatise on gynaecology with a “truly magnificent” account of the management of a tough labour) commending sunbathing for various ailments of the skin and lung.




Almost 500 years earlier, Herodotus, in his account of the battle of Pelusium in 525 BC, commented on the big difference in the bony remains of the Egyptian and Persian casualties – identifying for the initial time the hyperlink among sun deprivation and weak or brittle bones. “The skulls of the Persians had been so thin that the mere touch of a pebble would pierce them, but it is scarcely attainable to break the skulls of the Egyptians with a blow from a stone,” he wrote.




When the benefits of scientific investigations are “too very good to be true”, they are normally just that. This proved to be the downfall of the psychologist Sir Cyril Burt, whose demonstration of the higher heritability of intelligence in scientific studies of twins separated at birth had a profound influence on post-war schooling policy. His findings remained unchallenged until finally, a handful of months soon after his death, Princeton psychologist Leon Kamin drew focus to their implausible consistency more than decades: even though the numbers of twin pairs he claimed to have studied increased nearly 9-fold, the correlation of their intelligence scores remained exactly the very same. This is impossible.




Lately, scrutiny of the benefits of the drug firm-sponsored trials of statins has recognized a related difficulty. For, while the costs of reported significant side-effects fluctuate considerably, it is usually precisely mirrored by the same figure for those taking the placebo. Thus, for those taking rosuvastatin, the incidence of significant adverse occasions was recorded as 15 per cent, and for individuals taking the placebo 15.5 per cent for those taking simvastatin six per cent, placebo six per cent – and so on. This is improbable and, speed Sir Cyril’s correlation coefficients, also great to be real.


Gum performs


The several therapeutic makes use of of chewing gum have featured in this column prior to, notably for stimulating the secretions of the salivary glands in individuals troubled by a dry mouth. Not too long ago its portfolio of clinical indications has expanded to incorporate pregnant females requiring a Caesarean, for whom thrice-everyday gum chewing minimizes the possibilities of building transient paralysis of the gut – and, for these who are discomforted by bloating, promoting a speedier return of normal functioning. “This safe and economical intervention,” it is claimed, “should be incorporated in the routine care of women following a Caesarean area.”


Austrian gynaecologist Heinrich Husslein has identified exactly the same advantage for ladies requiring keyhole surgical treatment on the fallopian tubes and ovaries. Scarcely rocket science – but critical for the females concerned.


Ghost reader


Ultimately, additional to readers’ accounts of encounters from the other side, Hugh Foster from Hampshire recalls reading a letter in his paper some time in the past from a lady reporting how the resident ghost in her house would hover behind her chair as she go through The Everyday Telegraph. The apparition, currently being a slow reader, would get annoyed if she turned the pages also swiftly – until finally ultimately she became so fed up that she summoned an exorcist to evict the ghostly intruder.


Email your health queries to drjames@telegraph.co.united kingdom answers will be published in the health area of the Telegraph site every Friday




Can soaking up the sun give you a hard head?

25 Ocak 2014 Cumartesi

My husband is an alcoholic compulsive liar but it really is hard to detach from him

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‘I can not ask for honesty from R when he confesses to becoming a ­compulsive liar. It is deranged of me, when I know not where the lies finish and the reality starts.’




Madness has taken over. I slam on the brakes, parking diagonally, the bumper jutting out from the line of other, neater cars. It seems like all the other issues in my lifestyle at the minute: the unclosed drawers, the piles of washing, the stacks of paperwork: chaotic.


I feel suggest, angry and crazy. R and I have driven to a purchasing centre that houses a multiplex cinema, supermarket and a greasy noodle chain-restaurant. Prior to I turn off the ignition, fury rises. Static road rage the sort that can make people passing consider, “Domestic?”.


Get out of the car. I fucking hate you. I hate you so significantly that I cannot even speak to you. Your Lies. The deceit. Ten many years of this shit. Get out.


The lies that have emerged in the past week have been quite sturdy. I identified out about the lady R was seeing, regardless of him saying he only needed to be with me. “It was nothing at all. Yes, I fancied her a bit but she appeared to feed off my alcoholism and grief,” R said when he tried to clarify their connection.


Then, a letter arrived on my doorstep (R didn’t want to taint his new address) with a neighborhood pawnbroker’s stamp on the envelope. “Ah, yes,” I imagined. “I was proper. R did sell his wedding ring for peanuts.”


Whatever he is undertaking with other people, or with his daily life in standard, need to have practically nothing to do with me. The other female was possibly just a distraction, but if she had been far more? I would have to deal with that and recognise that I never genuinely want to be with him in his alcoholic state. I can see that my emotions of jealousy when I located out have been typical, and probably a useful factor. They reminded me that detaching from R is practically as difficult as him trying to give up drink. When you genuinely really like some thing that is undesirable for you and you know that you should not be performing it, the compulsion to indulge is often even more powerful.


When I have finished shouting, R will get out of the automobile. Someplace in my warped mind I believe about calling him back, but realise that lunch would be miserable and we are not prepared to talk about anything. An email is almost certainly a better way to talk about programs for when he will next see the youngsters. I observe as he helps make his way to the car-park stairwell.


In the happier weeks ahead of now, I was wandering around in a haze of blind passivity. When R showed an interest in staying the evening at times, I buzzed with excitement. It was like his presence was sating my loneliness every time he left, I slumped within. I needed him to say that he’d keep for ever – which, soon after all I’ve discovered about letting go, is a key regression.


I had started out to consider, “Could we go back to how we had been?” The very good times, the fantastic instances shooting the breeze that produced us consider sticking with each other was the most crucial issue. I forgot about all of the loneliness that I felt from mistrusting him. I just blocked it out.


This is named codependency. To detach from R I have to accept that I are not able to control something he does. But if I am to increase my lifestyle, his lifestyle and the lives of our young children, I must not let what he is performing be the target of my interest at all.


Modify is a giant pain in the arse when I feel about the challenging operate that it will entail. But to remain the exact same, to get lazy with the truth, is some thing I can no longer do. I can not ask for honesty from R when he confesses to becoming a compulsive liar. It is deranged of me, when I know not the place the lies finish and the truth starts.


Of program I nonetheless want R and me to be all about the “I enjoy yous”, our connection steeped in the romantic enjoy that kept us afloat in the early, headier days of our connection. I want to hold the soreness out by carrying myself along in a dream developed only on irrational enjoy, ignorance and safety. I want R to adjust, but not to adjust us. Which is like altering 1 worth in a mathematical equation and expecting to get the identical answer as just before.




My husband is an alcoholic compulsive liar but it really is hard to detach from him

10 Ocak 2014 Cuma

Smoking Bans And Automobile-Seat Bribes: Five Lessons From The 50-12 months Hard work To Lessen Smoking And Save Lives

with Larry Cohen


On the event of the 50th anniversary of the Surgeon General’s Report on Smoking and Wellness, I wrote this site with my colleague Larry Cohen, Prevention Institute’s executive director and a longtime leader in the battle against smoking.



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Fifty many years ago this week, Surgeon General Luther Terry launched perhaps the most important public overall health document in U.S. history, the now-renowned initial Surgeon General’s Report on Smoking and Health. It manufactured explicit and public what almost every single scientist not on the payroll of the tobacco firms knew and acknowledged: that smoking cigarettes was deadly.


At the time, cigarettes cost about 35 cents a pack, 42 percent of American grownups smoked and people lit up just about everywhere—on airplanes, in restaurants and bars, even in doctor’s waiting rooms. And much more than 300,000 Americans had been dying of lung cancer and other tobacco-relevant causes each and every yr.


Flash forward 50 many years and the landscape has transformed drastically. The percentage of grownups who smoke has dropped by a lot more than half, to 19 percent. The average cost of a pack of cigarettes is a lot more than $ five.60. And the rate of deaths has dropped substantially.


New study just released in the Journal of the American Healthcare Association finds that tobacco-control efforts considering that 1964 stored 8 million folks from dying prematurely. The decline in smoking has extra 2.3 many years to the common lifespan of American males and 1.six many years to the lifespan of American females. If those quantity sound modest, take into account this: Every single of the 8 million men and women spared a premature death because they never smoked, or quit smoking early, gained, on common, almost twenty years of lifestyle.


The anniversary of the Surgeon General’s report is making plenty of media coverage monitoring these changes, trends that are well worth celebrating and comprehending far more deeply. But it is also essential to note that these alterations didn’t take place solely as a outcome of the report itself, or the education efforts that came in its wake. It took policy alterations, initial modest ones in a few areas, then larger ones in more spots, to finally generate a groundswell.


In the early 1980s, I worked on the initial multi-city no-smoking laws in the U.S., as director of prevention for the wellness division of Contra Costa, a politically reasonable county east of San Francisco. We knew tobacco was a key result in of continual disease and formed a regional coalition that integrated the American Cancer Society American Cancer Society, American Heart Association American Heart Association and American Lung Association, extremely credible organizations whose boards included influential medical doctors and donors. This was Lesson 1—the relevance of developing coalitions.


When we launched our efforts to ban smoking, a lot of individuals explained it would be unattainable. Smoking was the norm, both acceptable and unrestricted. Several regarded as the tobacco market also massive to fight. Nevertheless we have been established to influence smoking routines and believed that altering policy was the important.


Our initial purpose was modest: to ban smoking in forty % of the seating in eating places. By itself, of course, that wouldn’t end lung cancer, heart condition, or emphysema. But it had a massive affect because every modest victory modified the standing quo and spurred efforts for a lot more sweeping adjust. Quickly, communities across the nation have been passing laws that banned smoking in 50 percent of each restaurant, then 80 percent, then 100 percent. Subsequent Next, we were regulating smoking on airplanes, in public buildings, and ultimately in bars and on beaches. This is Lesson 2—the significance of policy modify. 


These local smoking-handle ordinances were combined with state and federal efforts to boost tobacco taxes. The taxes not only created cigarettes a lot more pricey, dampening demand, they assisted fund advertising campaigns warning folks of the dangers of cigarettes and supported smoking quitlines. Together, this multipronged work to alter policy, backed by a powerful communications and educational method, produced a snowball of alter that transformed norms and expectations about smoking. Lesson 3—create campaigns that are multifaceted.


At each and every phase, we faced the established and deep-pocketed resistance of Massive Tobacco— just as advocates operating right now to pass taxes or marketing restrictions on soda and junk food face powerful, large-price range opposition from the foods and beverage industries. Of program, one tactic often utilised by business in opposing policy modify is to coopt its leaders. In my situation, that minute came at a lunch meeting I cautiously accepted with the state’s prime tobacco lobbyist, who provided to supply our county with all the kid-safety auto seats we needed if we dropped our tobacco policy work. Lesson 4—expect and beware of efforts to coopt.


As we think about and celebrate these victories, we should also bear in mind how far we have to go. Nowadays, whilst the rate of smoking has dropped, it remains the foremost cause of preventable death, claiming the lives of 440,000 Americans every 12 months. Eight million Americans live with at least 1 severe chronic ailment from smoking, and men and women of shade and with lower incomes stay at higher threat. The expense to the U.S economic climate is $ 193 billion a 12 months, half of it in direct health-related fees. Tobacco organizations proceed to market their deadly merchandise, focusing on the most vulnerable by pitching menthol cigarettes to African Americans, making use of flavored e-cigarettes to hook young individuals, and unconscionably trying to hold back attempts at regulation in the nations of the creating planet. And that prospects to Lesson 5—keep up the fight (and we’ve only just begun).



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Dry January will be hard - that is why I should do it

Provided the household historical past with alcohol, I suppose I must be able to tell you that I heed my personal warnings. But I do not. Like several females of my age who try out to mix a family members with a complete-time occupation, I drink to chill out, to put me in a greater mood, to make the sharp edges of a tight schedule go fuzzy. When the youngsters were modest, the debate amid my fellow mums was regardless of whether you had your very first glass of white wine before you bathed the youngsters or whether you saved it as a reward for when the small darlings have been lastly in bed. “Gin o’clock” for me was that minute after the kids’ tea when the kitchen looked like a battlefield, with pizza crusts and bare Barbies strewn over a broad location and I nonetheless had the marathon of obtaining a squally toddler and a 5-year-previous into pyjamas. I would go to the fridge and pour myself a soothing glass of white wine. If I had tonic in the house, I would make a G&ampT, my favourite drink. There is nothing at all quite like the healing sting of gin for stiffening the synapses and generating yet another viewing of Teletubbies seem to be bearable.


How a lot of shattered functioning mothers make alcohol component of their evening schedule? For me it is not each single evening, but if I haven’t had a glass of wine by 7.30pm then I definitely feel the lack. It’s as if a crucial piece of punctuation have been missing in the essay of the day.


Really do not get me incorrect I’m not a heavy drinker. At least I don’t regard myself as 1, although I do have a sneaky sense that the suggested units for a woman’s alcohol consumption bear quite little relation to the sum of sauvignon blanc I merrily splosh into a huge wine glass. If a unit is one of individuals dismal, stumpy minor glasses you get at a college parents’ evening then I need to be consuming at least twice that, and even a lot more if I give myself a top-up, which is not unusual just before I settle down in front of Downton or Strictly.


By far the worst time of the week, however, is Publish-Column Night. That’s Wednesday, following I’ve invested the total day in the workplace at house writing my Day-to-day Telegraph column. Attempting to create inspired, topical prose flat-out to a deadline more than 9 hours, throughout which I scarcely permit myself a go to to the loo, implies that, come Gin o’clock, I am emitting a high-pitched hum of anxiety. Consider menopausal hornet.


I can’t wait to get downstairs and have a glass of wine. In fact, arranging for it to be administered intravenously even though I sort would be even far better. On the unusual Wednesdays when I locate we haven’t received any wine in the fridge, I get really agitated, angry even. “I need a drink, goddamit!”


So that is a single purpose why I am glad to have signed up for Alcohol Concern’s Dry January. Not due to the fact I think it will be straightforward, but due to the fact I know it will be challenging. The fact that it will need a severe energy of will to swerve away from the fridge every single Gin o’clock tells me that my soothing reward has turn out to be a dependency, and dependency is the mild-mannered cousin of addiction.


Aside from, even though I like alcohol, alcohol actually does not like me very significantly. Not any much more. It appears to be another sign of middle age. Just one glass of pinot grigio and I can ensure my rest will be disturbed, thoughts slamming open like a shutter at 3am. The subsequent morning, I feel sluggish and slow-witted. Frankly, I can no longer afford to kill brain cells voluntarily when so several are dying of their own accord.


And beneath all this, the dread. The dread that I am a drunk in waiting. All it will take is for existence to deliver 1 grievous blow and the slippery slope gets the north encounter of the Eiger, and I will not be in a position to stop myself. Just as, when I go to a get together and the drinks tray is brought round, I have one particular much more than I must, then two, then 3. Since no matter what pause button comes as standard issue in standard people does not in me.


The fantastic actress Ellen Burstyn when described a female who “moves from a single addiction to yet another. All are techniques for her to not come to feel her feelings.” I can relate to that. Any little one of an alcoholic can relate to that, which is a truly, truly good cause not to grow to be one yourself.


I have tried cutting back on alcohol prior to, with mixed accomplishment. I discovered if I had sufficient wine and gin substitutes in the property – lemon barley water, slimline tonic with ice and elderflower – then I could kid myself I wasn’t on the wagon. I’m quite very good at kidding myself, and overlooking my lapses. Not consuming in company will be challenging. Previously, I can see the pitfalls of a dry January looming – a particular school dinner on the 10th, my sister’s 50th birthday on the 20th, my daughter’s 18th on the 25th. Am I genuinely going to drink a toast in San Pellegrino?


Nicely, the big difference this time is that I’m underneath observation. I want to have a month with out alcohol for bodily overall health and for mental clarity. I want to do it to display that a predisposition to alcoholism is not the same as a fixed appointment with fate. As my son explained, folks with addictive personalities like us have to be careful. Wish me luck.


* 1 of the techniques to keep committed to the Dry January challenge – to go for 31 days without having consuming – is to request your close friends and family to sponsor you. Set up your sponsorship on the internet at dryjanuary.org.uk and increase funds for a very good result in even though you are not drinking. The funds you donate will aid Alcohol Concern make a actual variation and support raise awareness of the problem of alcohol misuse. For total details, go to the Alcohol Concern web site



Dry January will be hard - that is why I should do it