My
mom used to call me her "challenge" child. I did not follow directions
or commands without understanding and agreeing with what I was being
told to do. My favorite question was "why?" I don't know why I have
always been like this, but as I've matured I've learned to harness this
instinct for more constructive purposes and drive my parents less crazy.
(Although my dad, a perennial scientist/engineer, was far more amused
by this quality than my mom.) Every morning for breakfast, my mom would
let me choose between regular Cheerios with banana slices or Honey Nut
Cheerios. My mom ate Cheerios every single morning with slices of
bananas and either skim milk or soy milk (once that got trendy). For
years, the back of the Cheerios box had the government-issued food
pyramid that clearly instructed us to eat six to eleven servings of
bread, cereal, rice, and pasta. Being very health conscious, my
mom filled our house with all the recommended foods, and also extolled
the dangers of any food high in fat or cholesterol. Well, I didn't
challenge her on this then, but, sorry mom, I'm here to be your
challenge child once again...
Who amongst us has never
been under the assumption that eating fat makes us fat? In my 28-years
of life, I haven't known a single person who didn't think this, or if
they did, they never vocalized it near me. Sure some people ignore "fat
is bad" and choose to "indulge," but I don't recall anyone telling me
that fat is nutritious until the medical establishment came out with a tentative approval of "good fats" in the late 1990's.
This fat demonization was something I never questioned. On the surface,
it is a linear line of logic: you eat fat and then your body stores
this same fat. The "good fat" approval in the 1990's was our first clue
that there was something wrong with this conclusion. Today, let's look
at a brief history of nutrition as it relates to medicine and politics. In future posts, I'll
get into more detail on the science and evidence that underpins our
current paradigm.
First, let's rewind to a time when
our society didn't actually agree that fat was bad for us, which
surprisingly wasn't a medical consensus until the early 1980's (and then
backtracked with the omega-3 asterisk in the late 1990's).
1797: Scottish surgeon, John Rollo,
detailed his success in treating diabetes in British Army officers
stationed in the fruit-rich Caribbean with an "all meat" diet.
1863: An obese Brit, William Banting, published his "Letter on Corpulence Addressed to the Public," where
he detailed a diet that helped him lose weight by giving up bread,
milk, sugar, beer, and potatoes. His booklet was so popular in Britain
that his name ("banting") became synonymous with dieting.
1889:
Joseph von Mering and Oskar Minkowski observe that surgically removing
the pancreas led to an increase in blood sugar, followed by a coma and
eventual death.
1922: Two Canadian doctors,
Frederick Banting and Charles Best, realize that homogenizing the
pancreas and injecting the derived extract reversed diabetes mellitus.
They win the 1923 Nobel Prize in Medicine for this discovery.
1925:
French scholar, Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, describes in "The
Physiology of Taste" how fat prevents obesity by allowing for satiety.
His book was so popular that it never went out of print and remains available today).
1952:
President Eisenhower has a heart attack. The U.S. medical establishment
is receiving many questions regarding the cause of heart disease and research on the topic
becomes popular.
1953: Frederick Sanger sequences insulin.
This is officially the "discovery" of insulin, since even though it had
been isolated and used, we did not previously know it's chemical
composition. Sanger receives a Nobel Prize in Chemistry for his work in
1958.
This brings us to the era where our modern
nutritional guidelines were established. Two prominent doctors, John
Yudkin and Ancel Keys, have a rather public, ongoing academic spar on
the cause of cardiovascular disease. Yudkin strongly condemns sugar
("pure, white, and deadly") as the culprit, while Keys believes the
cause is "artery clogging" saturated fat and cholesterol. Both sides
have a lot of compelling data and this debate plays out in the
scientific community until politics gets involved.
In
1967, Senators Bobby Kennedy and Joseph Clark toured the South to check
on the progress of the Economic Opportunity Act of 1964, the landmark
legislation of Kennedy's "War on Poverty." The senators saw thousands of
American children who were going hungry to the point of starvation. CBS
News covers the trip in a special program called "Hunger in America."
The public attention to the issue causes increased political interest in
the issue, particularly during the presidential election. The Senate
debates the issue and forms the U.S. Senate Select Committee on
Nutrition and Human Needs chaired by Senator George McGovern and, rather
quick by Washington standards, becomes functional in 1968. (Historical
context: Bobby Kennedy was assassinated on June 5, 1968 and Richard
Nixon is elected president on November 5, 1968.)
In
1969, the committee works with the Nixon administration to organize the
White House Conference on Food, Nutrition, and Health. The official
recommendations from this bipartisan conference were to expand the food
stamp program, improve child nutrition programs, improve other
nutritional programs, and increase consumer protection information
activities (e.g., nutrition labels). This is the impetus for the
committee to create official nutrition recommendations.
For
several years, the select committee held hearings in which it heard
from academics, educators, nutritionists, doctors, and the public.
What's most clear from the testimony, is that there is no consensus. The USDA even acknowledges on their official website that there was much controversy regarding the results. As
I've alluded to before, the then-president of the National Academy of
Sciences, Phil Handler, issued the following rebuke in his testimony:
''What right has the federal government to propose that the American
people conduct a vast nutritional experiment, with themselves as
subjects, on the strength of so very little evidence that it will do
them any good?''
The motivations for the guidelines
weren't malicious: they began with a society distressed at the societal
failure of starving children in our own backyard. That being said, the
guidelines were somewhat reckless. There was political pressure to
produce something concrete from all these years of hearings, but all
those hearings really produced was a lack of scientific consensus and no
incontrovertible evidence for specific foods. Yet, the committee built a
consensus for the guidelines by going with what seemed to have the most
support.
The official U.S. nutritional guidelines
were issued in 1977. Americans were instructed to increase their
carbohydrate intake to 55 to 60 percent of calories and to limit dietary
fat intake to no more than 30 percent of calories, particularly in
regard to saturated fat. I'll get into further detail on the "evidence"
behind this recommendation, but to summarize here, the reasoning for
this looks similar to the "calorie is a calorie" logic.
"If
a heart attack is caused by fat being trapped in arteries, we need to
reduce the amount of fat we are ingesting so it doesn't build up in our
arteries." Here again this reasoning disregards the fact that the human
body metabolizes macronutrients in different ways for specific reasons.
It's also a bit like blaming water for a clogged drain. "Pour less water
down the drain and the pipe won't get clogged" doesn't sound logical to
most people, yet this is exactly the same logic behind reducing fat
intake. Is the plaque building up in our arteries a product of fat? Or
is fat just getting stuck in something ELSE that is building up in our
arteries?
There is other epidemiological evidence
that has led to this consensus that fat causes heart disease; however,
these studies conclusions are scientifically shaky. These same studies
that are cited for why we should reduce fat intake, were strongly
disagreed with when they were first published. I'll break a few of these
key studies down in detail in a future post.
The point
is, we didn't yet have the science to give nutritional recommendations
based in hard facts. But a few powerful individuals decided IT SHOULD BE
DONE ANYWAY. Since the late 1970s, the scientific community has
developed a much better understanding of endocrinology (the study of
hormones and the metabolism) and has much better evidence to establish
revised nutritional recommendations. Unfortunately, these revised
nutritional recommendations are contradictory to what is now
conventional wisdom and it's difficult to reverse course 180 degrees.
That's why this is something that may slowly build to become
conventional wisdom, but for now will only reach the independent
thinkers who seek it out.
I'll leave you with the following thought from Gary Taubes, keeping in mind the above timeline: "According
to Katherine Flegal, an epidemiologist at the National Center for Health
Statistics, the percentage of obese Americans stayed relatively
constant through the 1960's and 1970's at 13 percent to 14 percent and
then shot up by 8 percentage points in the 1980's. By the end of that
decade, nearly one in four Americans was obese. That steep rise, which
is consistent through all segments of American society and which
continued unabated through the 1990's, is the singular feature of the
epidemic. Any theory that tries to explain obesity in America has to
account for that. Meanwhile, overweight children nearly tripled in
number. And for the first time, physicians began diagnosing Type 2
diabetes in adolescents. Type 2 diabetes often accompanies obesity. It
used to be called adult-onset diabetes and now, for the obvious reason,
is not."
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Sunday, February 9, 2014
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
For my mom
Today would have been my mom's 66th birthday. God, I really miss her. I think of her every day. The grief process has been long and difficult for me, but I can say that now when I think of her, I feel joy more often than sadness. I think of how much of her is in me and how lucky I was to have her for the time that I did. On days like today though, I do get sad. It's her birthday and I just wish that I could call her or see her. Take her out to dinner. Give her some flowers. Tell her about work and what's going on in my life. It's days like today when her absence is very palpable. It's the expectation of times we would have had together that will never be. Advice that will never be given. Milestones in the road of life where she's looking down on me instead of holding my hand. I try not to wallow, but it also doesn't do her justice to pretend like I'm fine on these days.
I think of how hard she fought cancer, how hard she fought to be here with us still. I think of waiting in this courtyard at Duke during her neurosurgery and tears just cascading silently down my face for hours praying that she'd make it through the surgery. I didn't know then that she would not only make it through the surgery, but find the strength to battle a stage IV brain tumor for two years.
During her recovery, it was hardly a week before she tried to get us to walk her down to her floor back to her office. She wasn't even cured herself and she wanted to go help cure her patients. The pills, the infusions, the radiation, the hair loss, the weight gain, the nausea... How she went through it all with such beauty and strength. She survived to a point where 99% of people with her diagnosis do not. Even before she was diagnosed she was fighting cancer. I have this outdated nutrition book of hers from the '90s called "The Cancer Prevention Diet." Part of me wants to throw it away, but the other part of me sees it as a reminder of how important nutrition was to her. Just because the medical establishment hasn't figure it out yet, doesn't mean it's not coming. People like Dr. Seyfried give me tremendous hope that her dreams for preventative medicine may come to pass in my lifetime. I love you mom, happy birthday.
I think of how hard she fought cancer, how hard she fought to be here with us still. I think of waiting in this courtyard at Duke during her neurosurgery and tears just cascading silently down my face for hours praying that she'd make it through the surgery. I didn't know then that she would not only make it through the surgery, but find the strength to battle a stage IV brain tumor for two years.
During her recovery, it was hardly a week before she tried to get us to walk her down to her floor back to her office. She wasn't even cured herself and she wanted to go help cure her patients. The pills, the infusions, the radiation, the hair loss, the weight gain, the nausea... How she went through it all with such beauty and strength. She survived to a point where 99% of people with her diagnosis do not. Even before she was diagnosed she was fighting cancer. I have this outdated nutrition book of hers from the '90s called "The Cancer Prevention Diet." Part of me wants to throw it away, but the other part of me sees it as a reminder of how important nutrition was to her. Just because the medical establishment hasn't figure it out yet, doesn't mean it's not coming. People like Dr. Seyfried give me tremendous hope that her dreams for preventative medicine may come to pass in my lifetime. I love you mom, happy birthday.
Monday, March 26, 2012
When your legs get tired, run with your heart!
Sunrise over the race festivities |
Mom on the Wall of Hope |
Race start line |
On Sunday I ran the Florida Brain Cancer 5k to benefit Accelerate Brain Cancer Cure (ABC2) in memory of my mom. It was emotional for me,
but I also felt encouraged that there were like-minded people who felt
the cause was important. I also felt encouraged by all the support from
my family, friends, and workplace. My co-worker Will lost his dad to
brain cancer and had already started a fundraising team for the race so I
joined up with him and together our team raised $6,000! The event as a
whole raised over $140,000 toward the cause! I just wish some of this
money actually resulted in some kind of breakthrough because it's such a
devastating disease, any improvement in prognosis or quality of life
would help. It makes me feel good to do something that is important to my mom's memory. I think she would be happy that I am honoring her by helping to accelerate the research for a cure. Although she was so much more than the way she died, there's a lot to be said for her courage and inspiring attitude through surgery, radiation, chemotherapy, clinical trials, and hospice. I often have flashbacks of different memories with her and one that I think about is when her motor skills started to shut down and she had to move with some kinds of assistance, I pulled into the driveway and she popped up and walked all the way to the front window because she was so excited I was home. It's hard to describe how much love is between a mother and daughter, but when I think about that moment I think about how love conquers all, even death. <3
A little sweaty and tired, but I did it! :) |
Monday, February 13, 2012
Finding Refuge
Lucky
circumstances brought my aunt and uncle to Florida last week from
Niagara Falls, Canada. They had long ago planned a winter getaway to a
resort near Fort Lauderdale, so once Kevin and I moved down here we
figured out that it would only be an hour drive for us to see each other.
Aunt Sandy was my mom's sister and she has been married to Uncle Dave
for over 40 years, so they both were very close to her and had lots of
stories about the three of them. They ordered in pizza at the resort
and we sat around, along with their travel buddies Barb and Dave, and
caught up on all the family. My cousin Johnny finished med school and is
now a practicing chiropractor. He's been married three years and just
bought a house. My cousin Nikki is due with her first baby—a boy!—next
month. I grew up not only the youngest in my family, but the youngest
of the cousins, and Nikki and Johnny introduced me to the Counting
Crows, my first cheese fries, and summer days at the lake. Sometimes I
really wish my family all lived close together, it's hard to stay in
touch and support people from such long distances. Unfortunately, we had so much to talk about we forgot to take a picture! I'm so bummed. I found an old one of her the last time she visited my mom.
Friday
night filled me with a sense of nostalgia for family memories, which
was still fresh in my mind as we continued our weekend wedding planning
adventures. We found a venue called the House of Refuge Museum on
Hutchinson Island that has a stunning 360-degree view of the water. The
best part is that it has a lot more character and history than a modern
resort or hotel. Built in 1876, the House of Refuge was built by the
U.S. government to aide shipwrecked sailors. There were about ten built
on the east coast of Florida and there were signs posted on the beaches
for how far an ocean-torn victim had to walk to find respite. Each house
also had a keeper who would patrol the beaches daily to search for such
unfortunate souls. The keeper and his family would nurse the sailors
back to health and saved many lives. I love that the house has a storied
history filled with the adventures of sailors, pirates, and soldiers of
years past. The warmth, love, and kindness from a family of modest
means toward strangers expresses our family values. And I enjoy the
symbolism of how our relationship is a refuge from the storm of life.
Kevin and I both felt like this place was really something special and
unique.
After the House of Refuge we ate lunch on the water en plein air at
a restaurant called The Sailor's Return. It also had a stellar view and
a relaxed atmosphere, not to mention excellent beer-battered fish and
chips. We came home and took it easy that night by watching college
basketball rivalry week.
Sunday we went to brunch with three other couples at a Worth Avenue/Palm Beach institution called Taboo. It was nice to branch out and meet some other couples, but comfortable friendships take time and it's tough to not have that right away. Other than Lois and Steve, there aren't many people here with whom we can just hang out.
On
Wednesday, I bid Varsha a safe journey as she set off on her African
Adventure in Namibia on Friday. Her first flight was Friday to NYC and
then she boarded her transatlantic flight on Saturday. She was very
excited but also a little nervous because, apparently, there are a lot of
stray cats in Namibia, and Varsha hates cats. The funny
thing is when I asked her about bugs, she was utterly fearless. She's a funny one that little V. :o)
Shout out to my favorite golfer Phil Mickelson for winning Pebble Beach
and mercilessly annihilating Tiger Woods. For those of you that don't
know, I can't stand Tiger Woods and think he's a self-absorbed, whiny,
entitled egomaniac. Whereas, Phil Mickelson is a gentleman golfer who is
ultra-talented, humble, and plays with class. Not to mention all of
Tiger's character issues off the green... and Phil who took time away from golf to care for his wife when she battled cancer. I prefer being a fan of someone who I actually
like as a person and as an athlete, that is what a "role model" is
after all.
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Painting of the House of Refuge on Hutchinson Island |
Sunday we went to brunch with three other couples at a Worth Avenue/Palm Beach institution called Taboo. It was nice to branch out and meet some other couples, but comfortable friendships take time and it's tough to not have that right away. Other than Lois and Steve, there aren't many people here with whom we can just hang out.
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Go Phil! (with his wife Amy) |
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Sunday, January 29, 2012
Flying Solo & Fighting for a Cause
First
weekend alone in the new place. I went running a couple times, took a
walk on the beach, went hog wild at Home Depot and bought two new plants
and some new seeds. Spent most of Saturday playing in the dirt, a.k.a.
gardening. Chatted with my dad. Read. Watched "How to Train Your Dragon" on
TV. Threw a wild party... if by wild party you mean taking out the trash
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On Friday, I saw that my co-worker Will had a poster in his cube about a 5k fundraiser for brain cancer research, so when I saw him in the break room I asked him about it and he told me he was actually about to pitch one of our partners on having the company be a corporate sponsor and then asked if I'd like to come with. I was totally floored. Of course I would. We then discovered that we'd both lost parents to the same type of brain cancer, glioblastoma. Unlike many other types of cancer, there are virtually zero survivors of glioblastoma and there are no preventative measures (i.e. exercise and healthy lifestyle play no role). The side effects of the tumor, depending on where it is, are very similar to Alzheimer's. I think both Will and I
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Glioblastoma, we are coming for you! |
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Sunday, January 8, 2012
A Campbell Christmas
The last of the Campbell clan hit the road on Friday morning and Kevin and I enjoyed putting our feet up and relaxing a bit this weekend. Our first couple months in Florida flew by as we scrambled to unpack and finish home projects before the crew came for the holidays. Hosting the holidays for the first time was a milestone for Kevin and I, and in our true style we jumped into the task head first by hosting eight guests, getting a 9'4" tree that had just enough room for our angel, and decorating the house with all the trimmings. It appears we've become real adults, even if we still feel like kids at heart.
The full house added to the holiday feel of family, cheer, and warmth. We also found out how challenging it can be to wrangle a crew of ten with a 70-year age span to do the many activities we had planned: beach, deep-sea fishing, turtle museum, Christmas dinner, New Year's Eve party, Universal Studios, Hard Rock Casino, the Breakers... needless to say, punctuality was next to impossible. Kidding aside, the packed schedule really got us all together exploring our new state. It was a lot of fun showing them around but so was the down time: hanging around playing games, cooking, and watching movies. It was a special and memorable holiday in our new tropical home (the closest we got to snow were my glass snowmen on the dining room table).
The full house added to the holiday feel of family, cheer, and warmth. We also found out how challenging it can be to wrangle a crew of ten with a 70-year age span to do the many activities we had planned: beach, deep-sea fishing, turtle museum, Christmas dinner, New Year's Eve party, Universal Studios, Hard Rock Casino, the Breakers... needless to say, punctuality was next to impossible. Kidding aside, the packed schedule really got us all together exploring our new state. It was a lot of fun showing them around but so was the down time: hanging around playing games, cooking, and watching movies. It was a special and memorable holiday in our new tropical home (the closest we got to snow were my glass snowmen on the dining room table).
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Happy Birthday Mama :) |

All for now.
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