Monday, September 2, 2019

Youssopoff v MGM

Youssoupoff v. MGM

My poem about this famous defamation case was first published on Page One of the John Marshall Law School student newspaper: “The Decisive Utterance," Volume 2, Number 6, on May 12, 1969.*   John Marshall was then an independent law school — it is now affiliated with University of Illinois, Chicago (UIC)

I took two one semester courses there during the 1960's -- torts and contracts —  to see if I could handle law school. We were required to hand in “case briefs” of each case we read, and I did this one, on a famous British libel case, in verse.  The teacher, Mr. John Ingram, sent it to the school newspaper, where it was published on Page One!  

That fall I entered the University of Chicago Law School. 
But here is my "case brief" for that famous case and the JMLS newspaper editor’s note: 
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Youssoupoff v. MGM
by Joan Levin

Plaintiff here, a princess of Czarist Russian fame,
Alleges that defendant brought dishonor to her name.
She claims that said defendant in a cinema production, 
Depicted her for all to see as victim of seduction.
Reasonable men would view her as seduced or even worse, 
Under the spell of Rasputin, alleged monk accursed.
“It wasn’t so!” she cried in court “and here I was engaged, 
To one of Rasputin’s murderers, who surely was enraged!”
Defendant MGM stood firm and said, “A little yarn.
That entertained -- though without truth -- what could be the harm?
A maiden ravished? Well what matter, surely none would blame her;
If people on the street should stare, so what? It should not shame her!”
But Justice Scruttin disagreed and held that if they’d said it,
On printed paper it would surely be to her discredit;
And that this story told on film is libel most complete,
So when the MGM lion roars, he’d better be discreet!
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[*Editor's Note in JMLS newspaper: "Miss Levin’s artistic brief was forwarded to D.U. by Mr. Ingram who teaches Torts here at JMLS"]

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If you would like to know more about this famous British defamation case, check these links: 
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Wednesday, August 28, 2019

From JDLEVIN dot com Website!



This is from my very first website, jdlevin.com, which is no longer operative.  I have copied its contents here, with glimpses of my life -- mostly in the 1990's.   This post includes various photos, an essay about Yiddish songs and a favorite recipe! 8.8.20

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Athena? No she's the one with the great hat!
It's just me in the '80's with Big Hair!

The 2012 Model!
A Timeless  Classic!
So Much Fun to Prepare Living Food!
Watch this Space for Yummy Recipes!

From the early 00's!

Above: Joan Atop Borobadur in Indonesia
2000




Joan Dives from the New Zealand Sky Tower!

2001

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Ot Azoy!  From The Yiddish Page!

Joan's Essay: Views of Women in Yiddish Songs



Joan D. Levin

From teaching English to speakers of other languages, I appreciate the value of songs in language learning. Songs can remove affective barriers, improve pronunciation, and increase enthusiasm for learning the target language. Repetitive passages with new words increase vocabulary and offer practice with new syntactical patterns. Songs provide both a window and a door to a new culture. The window is the opportunity to observe the values of a culture as expressed in its song, and the door is the opportunity to actually step into that culture by joining native speakers in singing the songs that “everyone knows” in that culture. 

Yiddish songs offer all of these to the student, and as a learner, I immersed myself in Yiddish songs. In time some specific themes caught my interest, especially those involving women. I found many songs written about women, which were, as far as I could tell, written by men. 
Many of these songs were about sad events – or at least events that I found to be tinged with sadness. Some of these – which I suspect were written by women – were set to tunes and harmonies reflecting that melancholy. But many other songs about women – some of which moved me to tears – were set to tunes that could only be described as merry.

It also seemed to me that many of the songs written by men about women were implicitly or explicitly more judgmental in their view of women (even those that presented the woman in a positive light) than the songs in which men were the central figures. Some of these songs, in fact, could even be viewed as cautionary tales for women. 

Here are the songs that I will discuss. Sources will be found at the end of this paper. Some are true “folk” songs in the sense that we do not know their authors, others are more in the nature of the Russian “Bard” songs, written by authors we know, but which have functioned as widely sung folk songs. Some are theatre or vaudeville songs. While my nine selections do not purport to represent a broad sample, they are intended to illustrate my view.


Margaritkelech
Reyzele 
Schmendrick’s Kalle
Sapozhkalekh 
Mekhuteneste Mayne 
Di Grine Kuzine 
Ikh Bin a Border Bei Mein Weib 
Jeckele Shik Mir a Chekele 
Shtil di Nakht


Margaritkelach.

Here the heroine, a young maiden, goes into the deep woods to pick daisies – margaritkelech. She is hums a song in a dreamlike state – tra-la-la-la-la. 


Along comes a dark handsome stranger who makes his move. She protests weakly: My mother will object! He responds: Where is your mother? I only see trees here – love me! At last he leaves her, alone at nightfall, still in her dreamlike state singing tra-la-la-la-la. 

This picture of a young woman is clear: she walks in a dream and cannot take responsibility for her own sexuality. The warning is equally clear: girls wander off alone at their peril only to have their hearts broken. 

The tune of this cautionary tale is appropriate – hauntingly dreamlike in its series of arpeggios shifting from major to minor keys.


Reyzele

 Here is an exemplary young woman, and the tune is appropriately upbeat as well. When a suitor whistles under her window, Reyzele tells him that it is not suitable for a Jewish fellow to whistle like that. She urges him to be more pious, attend synagogue, and for this she will make him a bag for his tefillin with a Mogen David on it. He promises to do so, and although the maiden never leaves her house to be with him, he saunters off (cracking his nuts!) joyfully after this exchange. 


This is a picture of proper behavior for a young lady: be flirtatious, demand propriety, and above all, don’t go off with him! Again, there is an implied judgment here, albeit a positive one. The tune is appropriate: a lively quickstep! 

(I should note that Reyzele is depicted as remaining in her “heyzele.” This word is the diminutive for house, but in every dictionary that I checked “heyzele” was defined as a brothel. This led me to wonder if it were not an ironic depiction of the classic “good hearted prostitute” letting the underage fellow down gently. But Yiddishist Barry Davis assured me that the author, Mordechai Gebirtig, had no such intent here). 


Schmendrick’s Kalle

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n this lively, raucous song the eponymous Schmendrick is congratulated for taking a wife. But verse after verse ridicules the bride, her height and her appearance, and, implicitly, the foolishness of (the) Schmendrick in choosing her! The message: only a fool chooses a tall, ungainly woman as his bride! 

Sapozhkalekh 

This song – translated as “Little Boots” – was collected by Michael Alpert from a Ukrainian émigré, Branya Sakina, a woman who first sang him this folk song. Here the singer tells what she would do to be with her beloved: She would sell her little boots, ride in a rough wagon, sell scarves in railroad stations and clean the floors of strangers, among other things, just to be with her beloved. I suspect this song was written by a woman, because I doubt that a man would sing about doing these things. Before I learned this history, I thought the song was written by a man because it was sung by a male singer on the one CD I had of it – but this version only had the lines about selling the boots and riding in a rough wagon. It did not include the verses about selling scarves in the railroad station or washing the floors of strangers. I thought perhaps it was a mournful tune written by a man about his own distress, but now I believe it was written by a woman about HER own longing, and equally mournfully. In any event, the song, which is most likely NOT written by a man about a woman’s longing, is set to an appropriately sad slow and mournful waltz. 


Mekhuteneste Mayne 

In this wedding song, the mother of the bride sings to the mother of the groom. Each verse begins with a declaration that there should be enduring friendship between the mothers-in-law, but is followed with a hint of what life may be like for the girl sent away from her home to live under the control of her mother-in-law. No doubt this girl is quite young, probably in her teens, and will no longer enjoy the care and loving protection of her mother. She has probably never spent a night away from her mother’s house. We learn that her hair – her crowning glory – now hides beneath a wig. My surmise is that a) her hair has been shorn and b) the wig is nowhere near as attractive. She will live under the dominion of a new mother-in-law who will have the power to awaken her each morning, and who may not be pleased to be replaced in the affections of her son. Ill-treatment by this mother in law could cause this pretty girl to lose her good looks. All this young and inexperienced girl will have to protect her will be her own wit. My guess is that the male-dominated community is unlikely to side with the young bride in any event. This must be the most poignant moment of her young life, and certainly a sad and fearful one for her mother as well, who probably remembers her own experiences as a young bride. Yet all this mother can offer are her petitions to her daughter’s new mistress, and thinly veiled threats that her young daughter – sent away in a wig as a daughter-in-law – can take care of herself!


From the point of view of the mother and daughter, one would think a lament in more order given the theme of this song, yet it is set to a merry dancing tune – probably better reflecting the view of the girl’s father who now has one less mouth to feed. (And if this is last, his youngest, he can celebrate most of all in yet another song – Di Mizinke Oysgegebn – equally upbeat – not discussed here!)
 

Di Grine Kuzine
 

This song reflects the experience of a beautiful young woman who immigrates to America – the Goldene Medina – and who, after years of tedious work in a millinery shop, has lost her looks and probably her health as well. The speaker is her cousin who helped her find this job when she first arrived.


While many immigrants, male and female, were similarly worn down by their harsh lives in America, Yiddish songs involving men or laborers in general are, for the most part, more martial, resolute or defiant in their tone, while Grine Kuzine, despite it’s sad theme, is framed in lively, up-tempo music. 


Ikh Bin a Border Bei Mein Weib 
This pointedly funny vaudeville/theatre song has as its premise a man who has divorced his wife, and now looks for other living quarters. His wife persuades him to come back and live with her as a boarder with no obligation beyond paying rent. He finds this a perfect arrangement and notes that they now get along better too!

What a great male fantasy! Like a grown child at home, he enjoys a comfortable place to live, good meals, and no responsibility beyond the rent. He doesn’t even have to be jealous when the butcher delivers the meat! Only a man could have written this, and one, Rubin Doctor, did!


Jeckele Shik Mir a Chekele

Another vaudeville/theatre song, again, wickedly funny, presents a searing caricature of women. Written in an age when married women were discouraged from meaningful work outside the home, this song shows the wife – now at her summer colony rental while her husband toils in the hot city – urging him to send her money so she can play cards with the girls, all the while expressing her wish that he is well at home and reminding him how much she loves him! This song presents the male view of women (deprived of real power), resorting to guile and persuasion. 

Shtil di Nakht

Written in 1944 about the first act of sabotage by Jewish partisans in the Vilna ghetto, the singer – presumably a man – desribes how he taught the woman how to shoot, and how, with a single shot, she brings down an enemy munitions caravan. Here, the woman is heroic beyond a doubt, and a crack shot besides. And the grave music is appropriate to this text. But the framing of this song has the presumptively male singer describing this woman in almost kittenish terms (a young girl with a coat or cape, beret, and face like velvet) whom he instructs in marksmanship, and even her remarkable act on behalf of “our new, free generation” is described ironically as her “little victory.” 

All of these are wonderful songs – well-written and seductively singable examples of the songwriter’s art. All have a kernel of truth in them – however overstated or distorted – which only adds to their poignancy. Many hit on themes in ways that tickle the funny bone.

In a few cases, I do not know who wrote them, but I suspect that all were written by men. And in them I found recurrent subtexts including passing judgment upon women, minimizing their accomplishments, and finding in their misfortune an occasion for gaiety. 

This is admittedly a small sample from an enormous body of literature. And my general observations here are not in any way meant to suggest that there are no exceptions to the general themes set forth herein. 

Songs and Sources

This is the best information I have about the songs discussed here. Corrections are welcome! Where I only found one or two recordings I listed them.
Many of these can be heard by various singers in You Tube.


Margaritkelech. Zalman Shneour, in Eleanor Gordon Mlotek, Mir Trogn a Gezang (hereinafter MTAG), p. 40, and on many recordings. 

Reyzele, by Mordechai Gebirtig, MTAG p 48, and on many recordings.

Schmendrick’s Kalle, Joseph Kammen & Louis Gilford, Most Popular Jewish Songs for Voice and Piano, p 54, recorded by Mauro Wrona, The Best of Yiddish Vaudeville. 

Sapozhkalekh, traditional, found in Eleanor & Joseph Mlotek, Songs of Generations, p. 30, under the title “Little Boots,” and recorded in a somewhat abridged version by Mauro Wrona in The Best of Yiddish Vaudville.

Mekhuteneste Mayne, Beregowski & Feffer, modified by Bastonski, MTAG p. 58, and on many recordings.

Di Grine Kuzine, A. Schwartz & J. Leiserowitz, MTAG p. 142 and on many recordings.

Ikh Bin a Border Bei Mein Weib, Rubin Doctor, recorded by Paul Zim, A Yiddish Delight and Mauro Wrona, The Best of Yiddish Vaudeville, also fuller lyrics at http://www.library.upenn.edu/friends/freed/sampler/ikh.html You can listen to this song by clicking on the link to my Interaccess website. 

Jeckele, Shik Mir A Checkele, Yesha Kretzberg & Jacob Jacobs, Kammen Folio of Famous Jewish Songs, Volume 2, p 38, and recorded by Mauro Wrona, The Best of Yiddish Vaudeville. 

Shtil di Nakht, Hirsch Glik. In We Are Here, Songs of the Holocaust compiled by Eleanor Mlotek and Malke Gottlieb, recorded in We are Here, Songs of Remembrance, Hope and Celebration in the Jewish Tradition by Rosalie Gerut & Friends. 
© Joan D. Levin 2002


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Thanksgiving Memories:
A favorite Thanksgiving Song: 


O'er our fields, the frost is descended,
Labor is done, gone is the sun;
Safely stored, our harvest is ended,
All in a ring, dancing we sing.

She who leads is innocent pleasure,
Ending the year, gladly with cheer;
Joy and comfort, barns full of treasure,
Everywhere health, season's bright wealth.

Author unknown. 
If you know who wrote this, please let me know!

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A Favorite Thanksgiving Recipe:


Joan's Favorite Sweet Potato Tzimmes
Ingredients to Serve Twelve

I include this recipe because it is the first (and last) thing I ever wrote by myself using HTM
Plus it's Yummy!

--Eight large sweet potatos, peeled and cut in 1 inch slices
--One large (8 oz.) can undiluted frozen orange juice
--A teaspoon of Apple Pie Spice, or the equivalent in ground cinnamon, allspice, nutmeg, and cloves.
--About 8 carrots, sliced in fingers about 2" long
--One 8 oz. package each of dried prunes and dried apricots

How to Prepare
First, boil the sweet potato slices until slightly soft. Then mix the orange juice with the spices and about 1/2 cup of water, and stir well. Place a thin layer of orange juice mixture in baking dish. Layer sweet potato slices, carrot fingers, prunes and apricots until all are in the dish.

Bake at around 300-350 until well heated. This may also be prepared in a crock pot. Once cooked, it freezes well. 

This is not a "raw" dish but it is good, and it is the very first thing I ever programmed all by myself in the htm format around 1995.


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Words to Remember:
Time flies like an arrow;
Fruit fles like a banana!


That's All, Folks!


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Tuesday, March 19, 2019

My Life and Medicine

My Life and Medicine, or: 
A Series of Iatrogenic Disasters along the Road of Good Intentions
Joan Levin – Updated October, 2018  jdlevin@bright.net

Introduction:  Right now I'm dealing with three painful and disabling vertebral compression fractures associated with a brief delay in receiving my semi-annual shot of Prolia (by Amgen), a drug intended to treat osteoporosis when nothing else seemed to help.   While trying to figure out why this happened I stumbled across some articles linking thyroid supplementation with osteoporosis.  This is a discussion of what may have happened to me.  Some of this is conjectural and none of it is intended as medical advice.  (You can read updates about this at    www.JoansBackboneDisaster.com).

Chapter 1.    Around 1945.
I’m nine years old, and out of school half the year with colds, sore throats, laryngitis and “swollen glands” in my neck.   Like many other Chicago kids of that day, I’m taken to Michael Reese Hospital in Chicago for the amazing new X-ray treatments to address this.   

Chapter 2.  1950.
I’m 14, and sprouting what looks like a boy’s Adams apple.  Whisked off to the Mayo Clinic where (though not told why),  I’m operated for thyroid cancer.   (In later years they would have removed the whole thyroid, but at that time they just removed the “affected” parts, so about 1/3 of my thyroid remained.)

Chapter 3.  1951
Back in Chicago our family doctor hands me an unmarked bottle of pills and says: “You will take one every day for the rest of your life.”
“What are they?” I ask.
“You don’t need to know,” he replies.   
(I still had not been told the nature of my condition.)  
“I won’t take pills if I don’t know what they are for,” I tell him.  
“Then get out of my office!” yells the doctor.  (I am not making this up!)

I take the pills home and throw them down the toilet.  No more was ever said about them!  (I guess I was not an easy child!)

Chapter 41964
At a prenatal checkup with what would have been our second child, a doctor asks about the scar on my neck.  I tell him I’m not sure so we get records from Mayo Clinic and now I know the story.     
“You must have your thyroid removed immediately and be totally irradiated!” says the doctor. 
“But what about the baby?”  I ask.
“It doesn’t matter”  he answers. 
I miscarried that night and considered it providential.
And I never had the radical treatment he suggested.    
I had another baby uneventfully two years later.   He's fine.

Chapter 5. 1981.  
I’m living in Washington D.C., working as a lawyer with a public interest health organization.  I ask an M.D. colleague, an internist, what those pills may have been back in 1951.  She says they were likely thyroid hormone, thought (at that time) to prevent cancer recurrence.   (During all this time, without those pills, my thyroid function was normal).

Chapter 6. 2004 (a.   
Now back in Chicago, yet another doc tells me once again during a checkup that I need to have my remaining thyroid removed and be completely irradiated.  
“What is your diagnosis to justify this?” I ask.
“Your history,” he answers. 
I didn’t think that “history” was a much of a “diagnosis” so I left, and made an date with the Mayo Clinic for a second opinion.

Chapter 7. 2004 (b).  
At the Mayo Clinic I’m assigned to their doc who sees the  “Michael Reese"kids.  (Yes this debacle was that famous).

“You don’t have cancer,” he says after several days of testing, “and your thyroid function is normal, but your thyroid remnant is growing all ‘gnarly’ (his word)  around your trachea and elsewhere.  You need a thyroid supplement to give it a rest.”


I agreed to do that and have done so ever since.  100 mcg/day.  
(mcg=micrograms).   My thyroid test have stayed pretty much the same as they did before I took the thyroid supplement -- it's just that the thyroid remnant doesn't continue to grow, as far as I know.

(I routinely put the above matters on medical history forms.   No one ever asks me about it however!)

Chapter 8: Osteoporosis  


During most of these years – especially since menopause -- I have been dealing with osteopenia and/or osteoporosis.  Close attention to diet and and exercise did not help, nor did various drugs.  My DEXA “T scores” kept declining.  

In 2012 a bone endocrinologist at the University of Chicago suggested Prolia, a monoclonal antibody manufactured by Amgen.  I faithfully kept these 6 month appointments, and the drug seemed to slow -- though did not stop --  the bone loss.   

(Prolia does not claim to increase bone density, but rather, claims to stop bone loss.)  

Chapter 9: The Disastrous Delay! 

In January 2018 I was told that my scheduled appointment at the University of Chicago when I would see the doctor and have my semi-annual Prolia shot would have to be changed because the doctor was leaving and the new doctor could not see me until May.  

Late in February 2018, I began having severe back pain.  I did not connect it with Prolia and saw my internist who sent me for an MRI which revealed showed three vertebral fractures (T11, T12 and L3). 

Since then I have been in a great deal of pain, and am likely be permanently disabled to a yet unknown degree.   

At this point the doctors who prescribed Prolia (and Amgen as well) have nothing to offer except more drugs that look quite dangerous.  I have been left pretty much to my own devices to work out a rehabilitation plan to get some mobility back.  

And there seems to be no safe way to get off of Prolia either – which I would like to do because recent information about this drug includes more issues (such as immune system problems) that I wish to avoid.  


Chapter 10: My Own Thoughts on this Situation:

By 2004 The upper respiratory infections I had since childhood (and no, those x-ray treatments back in the '40's didn't help) had become much worse -- sometimes morphing into pneumonia.  I mention it here because I think if their likely cause had been understood back in the '40's I might not have been exposed to the X-ray treatments which lead to cancer and the partial thyroidectomy necessitating the use of a thyroid supplement.  

And during those years when my osteoporosis was worsening, I didn’t relate that at all to the thyroid issue. And my thyroid function was always normal.


(It was frustrating, however, to fill out medical forms asking what drugs I’m taking and dutifully writing “100 mcg. Levothyroxine” and having someone else write “hypothyroid” in my record.  I would try to explain that this “supplement” was to stop my thyroid from working so hard and growing so weirdly.  But they often kept on writing “hypothyroid” on my records anyway!)

But now I don’t know if the levothyroxine might not have been negatively affecting my bones.  I did some searching  (see below) but cannot tell if the studies I found apply to me.  

(Between the "X-Ray Debacle of 1945" and the "Prolia Disaster of 2018", it seems to me that the worst things that have happened to me in my otherwise generally healthy life have been iatrogenic! )

But even before that: What brought me to those X-Ray machines back around 1945?  Why was I having those frequent bouts of respiratory illness?


Chapter 11: Addressing those URI's
Those unending colds and sore throats and swollen glands that prompted the X-Ray treatment around 1944 never stopped, even after this treatment.  I was always in some kind of upper respiratory distress through my teens.  And in my  adult years this got worse and I was plagued with frequent bouts of severe laryngitis, bronchitis and even pneumonia.    


In the late ‘90s when I was back from Washington and living in Chicago again I asked my chiropractor, Dr. Anne Gordon, if she had any ideas about this unending parade of URIs necessitating antibiotic treatment.    

She sent me to a colleague chiropractor, Dr. Tom O’Bryan (who now is in California but was then in the Chicago area) who sent my blood off to an immunologist at University of California at San Diego, and came back with the results that I was highly sensitive to GLUTEN (found in most breads) and CASEIN (one of the two major proteins in milk products). 

I loved bread and cheese but did a trial without them or anything else with gluten or casein.  After a few weeks the change was dramatic.  No more need for Excedrin every morning for the daily sinus headaches, no more constant throat clearing, and hardly any more cold or sore throats – and these never turned into bronchitis or pneumonia again.   

The theory here was that the constant exposure to these allergens was leaving me with a permanent runny nose and throat with mucus creating good medium for infections.   Whether this was so or not, the change was so dramatic that I’ve stayed away from gluten and casein ever since.  The few times I’ve “rechallenged” this have generally put me back where I was, so I just avoid them.   Otherwise, respiratory infections are rare for me. 

I cannot help but think that had anyone known this back in 1945 when I was having so much upper respiratory illness maybe my life would be quite different now!

Chapter 12. My Question: Did the unaddressed gluten/casein sensitivities contribute to the constant URI’s -> X-ray treatments -> leading to thyroid cancer -> a partial thyroidectomy necessitating thyroid supplementation -> exacerbating bone loss?  

I cannot help but think that had anyone known this back in 1945 when I was having so much upper respiratory illness maybe my life would be quite different now!

And how remarkable that the worst health disasters of my life were brought on by "conventional" medical treatment, while the help for them has come from oft maligned “alternative” sources.  

And now I fear I may be in the grip of yet another one of these situations with the current Prolia disaster.  When will I learn?

I feel like a fish trapped in a gill net -- thrashing around but with no help in sight!

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Some References: (N.B., these links may need to be copied and pasted into a browser if they don’t work from here).

I. About the Michael Reese X-Ray Disaster

I’m probably among the last of the “Michael Reese X-Ray” kids still standing, so this might be of interest.  I believe there may be a project at University of Illinois about this debacle but I ‘m not sure. 

Here are just a few of the things that came up in a search for “Michael Reese X Ray” and Thyroid.  There’s much more online.

Searching on Michael Reese X-rays thyroid cancer – just a few of many online!









II.  Thyroid Medication and Osteoporosis. 
Again just a sample, and I don’t know if any of these apply to me. 

TSH suppression and Osteoporosis
From “Healio” online medical news: 
  
In the above Healio article, discussing the talk by one of the authors in the following Medline cites 

“TSH suppression was the most powerful independent predictor of osteoporosis,
conferring a nearly fourfold risk of development of postoperative osteoporosis,” Wang
said. “The impact on TSH on osteoporosis risk was even higher on univariate analysis,
increasing the HR from almost 3.5 to 4.3. This suggests that there is possibly a
synergistic effect between older age and TSH suppression.”

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From NCBI

Select item 25386760
1.
Wang LY, Smith AW, Palmer FL, Tuttle RM, Mahrous A, Nixon IJ, Patel SG, Ganly I, Fagin JA, Boucai L.
Thyroid. 2015 Mar;25(3):300-7. doi: 10.1089/thy.2014.0287. Epub 2014 Dec 16.
PMID: 25386760

Select item 15278189

2.
Chen CH, Chen JF, Yang BY, Liu RT, Tung SC, Chien WY, Lu YC, Kuo MC, Hsieh CJ, Wang PW.
J Formos Med Assoc. 2004 Jun;103(6):442-7.
PMID: 15278189



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Wondering about Algae Cal.

An Algae Cal rep sent me this link August 8 2018  (along with three studies on Algae Cal elsewhere)





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