A 12-year old boy in Minnesota died during a 7th grade basketball game last night. You hear about these every so often, right? A kid that is otherwise seemingly healthy who collapses and dies from Sudden Cardiac Arrest, often during a sporting event from an undiagnosed heart defect. In so many of these cases, the culprit is HCM, or hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.
I know about HCM because the diagnosis runs in my father’s side of the family. When I was in my mid-20s I went through an extensive battery of tests because I had a primary care physician who suspected I did, too. Because of this, if my boys decide to pursue athletics I probably won’t have to make a very hard case for why an EKG should be part of their sports physical. It’ll happen even if i have to pay out of pocket. But EKGs are not routine, and I suppose from an insurance standpoint the numbers of kids who drop dead from a condition that could have been caught by a simple test aren’t significant enough to warrant the cost of making them standard. Tell that to the parents, though.
There are a number of organizations around the country (unfortunately, not in every state) that offer free or reduced-fee screenings for kids. The link above takes you to state-specific information. You don’t have to have a family history of heart problems to have a child who is at risk, and if your kids are involved in athletics, it’s definitely worth a conversation with your pediatrician.
Eft he axode, hu ðære ðeode nama wære þe hi of comon. Him wæs geandwyrd, þæt hi Angle genemnode wæron. Þa cwæð he, "Rihtlice hi sind Angle gehatene, for ðan ðe hi engla wlite habbað, and swilcum gedafenað þæt hi on heofonum engla geferan beon."
In þat lond ben trees þat beren wolle, as þogh it were of scheep; whereof men maken clothes, and all þing þat may ben made of wolle. In þat contree ben many ipotaynes, þat dwellen som tyme in the water, and somtyme on the lond: and þei ben half man and half hors, as I haue seyd before; and þei eten men, whan þei may take hem.
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!
Moving forward using all my breath. Making love to you was never second best. I saw the world crashing all around your face, never really knowing it was always mesh and lace. I'll stop the world and melt with you. You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time. There's nothing you and I won't do. I'll stop the world and melt with you.
Sherlock rolling his eyes - requested by hashtagtravel
He captures my mood today.