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What is man’s greatest achievement?

With the 40th anniversary of NASA’s Apollo 11 mission, CNN polled people from around the world and asked them the question, “What is man’s greatest achievement?” They got a surprising variety of answers to this question. While a few people did say the luna landing, this was usually not the answer. Here are some of the opinions in no particular order:

The Wheel
The Computer
The Airplane
The Written Word
The Alphabet
Space Travel
The Internet
Sliced bread
Discovery of the Atom
Nuclear Fission
The Pyramids
Satellite Communication

I think I’d pick antibiotics. What do you think is man’s greatest achievement?


Mississippi Most Obese State

Mississippi has kept its U.S. heavyweight title for a fifth straight year, among both adults and children.

The percentage of adults classified as obese went up in 23 states, but Mississippi, with 32.5 percent, stayed atop the latest annual rankings by the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation and the Trust for America’s Health. The same survey put the state’s adult obesity rate at 31.7 percent in 2008.

In addition, 44.4 percent of Mississippi children ages 10 to 17 are classified as overweight or obese, the study found.

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Rank State % Obese
1 Mississippi 32.6
2 West Virginia 30.3
3 Alabama 30.9
4 Louisiana 30.7
5 South Carolina 29.0
6 Tennessee 30.7
7 Kentucky 28.7
8 Oklahoma 28.8
9 Arkansas 29.3
10 Michigan 28.2
11 Indiana 27.4
12 Georgia 28.7
13 Missouri 28.2
14 Alaska 28.2
15 Texas 28.6
16 North Carolina 28.7
17 Ohio 28.1
18 Nebraska 26.5
19 Iowa 27.7
20 South Dakota 27.2
21 North Dakota 27.0
22 Delaware 28.2
23 Kansas 27.7
24 Pennsylvania 27.8
25 Virginia 26.3
26 Wisconsin 25.3
27 Illinois 25.6
28 Maryland 26.3
29 Oregon 26.3
30 Minnesota 26.0
31 Idaho 25.1
32 Washington 25.9
33 Wyoming 24.5
34 Maine 25.2
35 Nevada 24.6
36 New York 25.5
37 New Hampshire25.1
38 Florida 24.1
39 Arizona 25.8
40 New Mexico 25.1
41 California 23.3
42 New Jersey 24.1
43 D.Columbia 22.2
44 Utah 22.4
45 Montana 22.6
46 Rhode Island 21.7
47 Vermont 21.9
48 Massachusetts 21.7
49 Connecticut 21.7
50 Hawaii 21.7
51 Colorado 19.3


Top 10 US Hospitals

America’s Best Hospitals

# 1 Johns Hopkins Hospital
# 2 Mayo Clinic
# 3 Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center
# 4 Cleveland Clinic
# 5 Massachusetts General Hospital
# 6 New York-Presbyterian Univ. Hosp.
# 7 UCSF Medical Center
# 8 Brigham and Women’s Hospital
# 8 Duke University Medical Center
# 10 Hosp. of the Univ. of Pennsylvania
# 10 Univ. of Washington Medical Center


5 Things you need to know about Obama’s Public Health Insurance Option

The choice of a public health insurance plan is crucial to real health care reform. But right now, it’s being smeared by conservatives and insurance-industry front groups. Here’s what you really need to know:

1. Choice, choice, choice. If the public health insurance option passes, Americans will be able to choose between their current insurance and a high-quality, government-run plan similar to Medicare. If you like your current care, you can keep it. If you don’t—or don’t have any—you can get the public insurance plan.

2. It will be high-quality coverage with a choice of doctors. Government-run plans have a track record of innovating to improve quality, because they’re not just focused on short-term profits. And if you choose the public plan, you’ll still get to choose your doctor and hospital.

3. We’ll all save a bunch of money. The public health insurance option won’t have to spend money on things like CEO bonuses, shareholder dividends, or excessive advertising, so it’ll cost a lot less. Plus, the private plans will have to lower their rates and provide better value to compete, so people who keep their current insurance will save, too.

4. It will always be there for you and your family. A for-profit insurer can close, move out of the area, or just kick you off their insurance rolls. The public health insurance option will always be available to provide you with the health security you need.

5. And it’s a key part of universal health care. No longer will sick people or folks in rural communities, or low-income Americans be forced to go without coverage. The public health insurance plan will be available and accessible to everyone. And for those struggling to make ends meet, the premiums will be subsidized by the government.

We all need to speak out to make sure we get real health reform. Please pass this message on, then call your senators and ask them to support the choice of a public health insurance plan.


Welcome to Beirut

Those of us who have children with special needs inevitably receive a copy of “Welcome to Holland” early on in our journey from some well-meaning person. I’m sure the vast majority of friends and family who read this blog know it well, so I’m not going to post it here, but here is a link if you haven’t read the Holland this piece:

“Welcome to Holland” by Emily Pearl Kingsley

When I first read Welcome to Holland – when the twins were babies – I did find it helpful. But now that I’m a slightly jaded veteran, I prefer the lesser known, somewhat sarcastic version called “Welcome to Beirut”. Welcome to Beirut is a response to Welcome to Holland written by Susan Rzucidlo who’s son has Autism. I think the Beirut version is a more realistic description of what it is like to have a child with a disability.

“Welcome to Beirut”
by Susan F. Rzucidlo

“I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with autism-to try and help people who have not shared in that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this..”

There you are, happy in your life, one or two little ones at your feet. Life is complete and good. One of the children is a little different than the other but of course, he’s like your in-laws, and you did marry into the family. It can’t be all that bad. One day someone comes up from behind you and throws a black bag over your head. They start kicking you in the stomach and trying to tear your heart out. You are terrified, kicking and screaming you struggle to get away but there are too many of them, they overpower you and stuff you into a trunk of a car. Bruised and dazed, you don’t know where you are. What’s going to happen to you? Will you live through this? This is the day you get the diagnosis. “YOUR CHILD HAS AUTISM”!

There you are in Beirut, dropped in the middle of a war. You don’t know the language and you don’t know what is going on. Bombs are dropping “Life long diagnosis” and “Neurologically impaired”. Bullets whiz by “refrigerator mother” ” A good smack is all HE needs to straighten up”. Your adrenaline races as the clock ticks away your child’s chances for “recovery”. You sure as heck didn’t sign up for this and want out NOW! God has over estimated your abilities.

Unfortunately, there is no one to send your resignation to. You’ve done everything right in your life, well you tried, well, you weren’t caught too often. Hey! you’ve never even heard of autism before. You look around and everything looks the same, but different. Your family is the same, your child is the same, but now he has a label and you have a case worker assigned to your family. She’ll call you soon. You feel like a lab rat dropped into a maze.

Just as you start to get the first one figured out (early intervention) they drop you into a larger more complex one (school). Never to be out done, there is always the medical intervention maze. That one is almost never completed.

There is always some new “miracle” drug out there. It helps some kids, will it help yours? You will find some if the greatest folks in the world are doing the same maze you are, maybe on another level but a special-ed maze just the same. Tapping into those folks is a great life line to help you get through the day. This really sucks but hey, there are still good times to be had. WARNING! You do develop and odd sense of humor. Every so often you get hit by a bullet or bomb not enough to kill you, only enough to leave a gaping wound. Your child regresses for no apparent reason, and it feels like a kick in the stomach. Some bully makes fun of your kid and your heart aches. You’re excluded from activities and functions because of your child and you cry. Your other children are embarrassed to be around your disabled child and you sigh. You’re insurance company refuses to provide therapies for “chronic, life long conditions” and your blood pressure goes up. Your arm aches from holding onto the phone with yet another bureaucrat or doctor or therapist who holds the power to improve or destroy the quality of your child’s life with the stroke of a pen. You’re exhausted because your child doesn’t sleep.

And yet, hope springs eternal.

Yes there is hope. There ARE new medications. There IS research going on. There are interventions that help. Thank God for all those who fought so hard before you came along. Your child will make progress. When he speaks for the first time, maybe not until he is 8 yrs old, your heart will soar. You will know that you have experienced a miracle and you will rejoice. The smallest improvement will look like a huge leap to you. You will marvel at typical development and realize how amazing it is. You will know sorrow like few others and yet you will know joy above joy. You will meet dirty faced angels on playgrounds who are kind to your child without being told to be. There will be a few nurses and doctors who treat your child with respect and who will show you concern and love like few others. Knowing eyes will meet yours in restaurants and malls, they’ll understand, they are living through similar times. For those people you will be forever grateful. Don’t get me wrong. This is war and its awful. There are no discharges and when you are gone someone else will have to fight in your place.

But, there are lulls in wars, times when the bullets aren’t flying and bombs aren’t dropping. Flowers are seen and picked. Life long friendships are forged. You share and odd kinship with people from all walks of life. Good times are had, and because we know how bad the bad times are, the good times are even better. Life is good but your life is never normal again, but hey, what fun is normal.