It’s virtually impossible to tune into any TV channel without hearing some blathering moron telling us to ask our doctors whether such and such drug “is right for us.”
These people are constantly pitching ads for drugs promising to fix our RA’s, COPD’s, CD’s, and a host of other medications that have shown promising results in one “medical” test or another.
And if you have no idea what in the hell RA, COPD, CD, and other equally cryptic medical acronyms even mean, you’re not alone—look them up for yourselves; that’s what I had to do.
The pharmaceutical companies have a singular goal, though: pestering your doctor about these medicines. The premise is simple. If enough people mention specific drugs to their doctors, they’ll sell more of them.
But this scheme does not work with me. I learned back when I was a kid that the longer I hung around my doctor’s office and the more questions I asked, the more likely he was to give me some damn BOOSTER shot!
In fact, at 73-years old, I wouldn’t even think about going to MY doctor unless my heart has stopped. And even then, I’d first pound myself in the chest a couple of times.
And, if after doing this my lips and finger-tips continued turning blue, OK; I’d probably consider going. But I’d be out of there at the first sign of any indication of an impending BOOSTER shot!
The thing that triggered this hissy fit on my part was a self-anointed know-it-all, a 30-something (my estimate) MD by the name of Mikovia, asking me if I had any idea what my own blood pressure was… as though I’m too stupid for my own good.
She’s not MY doctor—see above. However I was visiting a friend who’s recovering from gall bladder surgery at a hospital in Pennsylvania. The good doctor was reading her the standard riot act about getting her blood pressure down FIVE more points.
Unfortunately—for HER, not ME—she happened to glance in my direction just as my eyes were rolling and my head was nodding NO! Suddenly I became her sole focal point!
But, since she had asked, I decided to let her know that the last time I checked it (MYSELF at one of those do-it-yourself drugstore contraptions), it was 175 over 92.
I could almost see her lips quiver as she informed me that my blood pressure shouldn’t be a POINT above 135 over 80. And had it not been for her shoulder-length hair, I’m sure I would have seen the veins in her temples on the verge of rupture!
“Says WHO,” I asked her. “Medical science is who SAYS,” she exclaimed with a hint of irritation. At which point I loaded BOTH barrels of my research shot gun.
“Doctor, I’m 73-years old. And in addition to the probability of my having shoes older than you are, it’s also noteworthy that I retired in 2003 after teaching physics and physics-related research for 40-years. Yes, it has nothing to do with medicine, but my point is that I’m light years from stupid.”
“On top of this, my father was a practicing physician for 50-years before he died. And while he never downplayed the importance of blood pressure as a health issue, he wasn’t a fanatic about it, either.
His rule for normal blood pressure—the one in the medical preponderance at the time—was 100 plus a patient’s age. That seems to have changed over the past couple of decades. And my question is why!”
Putting things in proper perspective, my weight has increased roughly 66.7% from age twenty through age 73. I weighed 120 pounds at age twenty. I now weigh 200 pounds at age 73.
But what’s truly interesting to note is that my blood pressure at age twenty was a cool 120 over 70. And through no plans on my part, it was… TA DA… 100 plus my age. At age seventy-three, my blood pressure is 175 over 92: AGAIN… 100 plus my age.
It doesn’t take an MD degree for one to realize that as people age, their body metabolism changes and the old blood pressure goes up along with everything else. But as long as other things are OK, it’s no big deal.
I informed her that I suspect that the demise of the “100 plus age” normal blood pressure rule has had more to do with pharmaceutical company profits than anything remotely connected to medical science.
My personal research has shown that a mere 5-point lowering of the old blood pressure through drugs, results in billions of dollars for the pharmaceutical industry. Just follow the money since the beginning of the all-out attack on the “100 plus age” rule.
If normal blood pressure is an absolute number instead of a relative one, administering blood pressure-lowering protocols should increase lifespan.
But it doesn’t. I’ve searched EVERYWHERE; but I have yet to find a single clinical trial that shows even a modest correlative relationship among those who take hypertension drugs and those who don’t.
In the meantime, the pharmaceutical companies are raking in billions of dollars and all you young Marcus Welby-types get to feel righteous and good about yourselves.
Oh, and I’ll bet the increase in patient flow from all of those “ask-your-doctor” TV and print media advertisements isn’t doing any harm to your financial bottom lines, either. Ya think?