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I created this web site to first tell the story of a 5,000 mile walk across the county along the American Discovery Trail, with posts from May 2011 – May 2012, and retold that journey recently from a different perspective. … Continue reading
Sleep cycles involve two main functions. The brain is still active even during the deep sleep phase, but that activity is geared towards detoxification. During the dream or REM phase the brain processes life experiences and rewires the synapses accordingly. Elders tend to sleep less at night, nap more during the day, but as long as these two functions still occur we get what we need. The main impediment to proper rest is a hyperactive mind at bedtime, with concern for getting enough rest contributing further to the hyperactivity. The best routine to overcome this problem starts way before bedtime.
Afternoon Before Bedtime (BB)
Exercise that is strenuous enough to produce the euphoric “runner’s high” releases neurotransmitters beneficial to the brain. People who exercise regularly tend to need less sleep, but that sleep is deeper. However, neither mentally nor physically strenuous activity should occur close to bedtime.
Four Hours BB
We aim to finish our last meal of the day at least four hours before bedtime. Three hours BB is recommended to start the overnight fast and shift away from glucose metabolism. As I mentioned in the previous entry, my last meal of the day has more fats and proteins in order to urinate less at night. Salt would have this same effect, but I limit salt intake for the sake of blood pressure.
One hour BB
This is when I end my “screen time” with all electronics. I put on calming instrumental music while I wrap up evening chores. When the chores are done I turn off the music and read a little to Cindy if there is time, otherwise I play my classical guitar right up until bedtime.
Bedtime
Bedtime is not when sleep starts, but rather when I climb under the sheets and read until I lose focus. I find the best reading material for this are cartoon anthologies such as “Calvin and Hobbes.” The problem with an engaging book is being too engaging, focusing the mind until the next chapter ends or beyond. Each cartoon in an anthology is only three or four panels of lighthearted fluff. When my mind drifts in the middle of one of these short entries I know I am ready to turn off the light.
After Bedtime
Only on rare occasions do I sleep through the night. Typically I wake up once to urinate and drift back to sleep. If this does not happen I engage in deep breathing. This usually gets me back to sleep before I reach a count of twenty, but even if I go way beyond that I am comforted with knowing I am calming and refreshing my mind as much as possible without deep sleep.
Though I have a naturally hyperactive mind, whether I am thinking about my caregiver situation or the plight of humanity, this routine works for me. If the tricks you have tried at bedtime are not working, go farther back in the day for a more comprehensive approach towards getting the rest your brain needs.
My friends in college tagged me with the nickname Hoover, not because I kept my dorm room meticulously clean, but rather because of how I sucked down food at the dining hall. For much of my adult life I told folks I adhere to a quantitarian diet, eating large quantities of food at meal time. My body tolerated such a diet because of extensive physical assertion. Now I see the sense in what I once scoffed at, senior citizen food portions and discounts.
My diet suits the elder phase of life for a person focused on brain health, blood pressure and staying physically active. The physiological and experiential differences between people means what one person eats might not be best for another. I am sharing my diet to provide general guidelines rather than specific meal plans.
What Not to Eat
A wide range of foods can satisfy our nutritional needs. I am more stringent about staying away from the foods most likely to erode my health. The big three that I avoid are high fructose corn syrup, trans saturated fats and processed foods.
High fructose corn syrup (HFCS) is both the most ubiquitous yet easily avoidable of the three. As a sugar substitute, one can find HFCS in foods such as bread, cereal, ice cream and soda. People turn to diet soda as an alternative, but artificial sweeteners have problems as well, plus diet soda does not effectively curb calories. Our bodies tell us to stop eating for one of two reasons: we have been fully nourished or our bellies are busting. Since diet soda possesses zero nutrients, losing calories means either drinking large quantities or eating nutrient packed food apart from the soda, which one should be doing anyways.
You can find justification for anything on the internet. Lately I see articles “debunking” the bad rep high fructose corn syrup gets as studies reveal little caloric difference from other sugars. That is not the point. Unlike other sweeteners, HFCS contains the inflammatory C-Reactive Protein (CRP). You avoid HFCS not to curb obesity, but conditions such as arthritis.
Inflammation also provides cause to stay away from processed and trans saturated foods. For my situation I am most concerned about impacts on brain health and arthritis, but there is a wide variety of illnesses caused by inflammation. Though my routine diet avoids these foods, they are not as easily avoided when eating out, which gets to my next guideline.
When to Eat
The 5:2, 14:10 and 16:8 fasts have been popularly recommended for losing weight. The 5:2 fast refers to days out of the week, as in eat for five days and fast for two. I do a variation of eating my routine diet for five days, then treating myself to something different once a week, which might spill into two days with leftovers. Some dietitians recommend letting loose once a week as a way of being better motivated to stick to an overall diet. That strategy always sounded good to me!
The 14:10 and 16:8 refer to fasting for either 14 or 16 straight hours overnight. You might try this for losing weight, but for the sake of brain health alone I usually fast for 12 hours overnight, with no food for three hours before bedtime. This allows enough time for the body to flush toxins from the glucose metabolism that fuels the brain. After burning through sugars our energy thirsty brains shift to ketones during the night.
For this reason I concentrate the sugars in my diet mainly at breakfast. I might eat birthday cake during the time of the celebration, but will partition out all sugary leftovers for my morning meals to kickstart the brain I starved from its preferred source of energy overnight. In contrast, I consume most proteins and fats during my last meal of the day. Carbohydrate metabolism releases water, fats and proteins bind with water, meaning I urinate less during the night with this strategy.
What to Eat
Once again, I am not here to tell you what to eat, but as we get older we have an increased need for antioxidants relative to other nutrients. Antioxidants curb inflammation. Chia seeds are the main antioxidant I use, which adds crunch without affecting the taste of any food. Chia seeds also absorb moisture, which helps fix the texture of any food prep that came out too runny.
For my routine diet I prepare big batches of what I call brain health soup and smoothie. The soup contains our daily nutrients from vegetables and chicken, along with savory spices good for brain health, namely black pepper, turmeric and ginger. I also sprinkle walnuts on top of the soup, similar to how people add croutons. The smoothie contains daily nutrients from fruits, including the powerful antioxidant provided by blueberries, along with cinnamon, kefir and flaxseed. Kefir is a probiotic that maintains a healthy gut.
A Special Note on Coffee
Caffeine enhances brain performance, but too much increases blood pressure and erodes brain health. After experimenting with different approaches, I have settled on drinking coffee four mornings a week, on the days when I have the most coverage and might accomplish the most things. The other three days I allow for a mini detox.
Those are the main guidelines for my elder diet. Next up: elder rest.
As we get older we shed layers of invincibility. We injure ourselves more easily while taking longer to recover. Getting healthy at a younger age was a goal that, once reached, we tend to let slip. This is especially true for dieters who have to resume dieting after cycles of losing weight. At a certain age we have to be wary about letting things slip, as we get closer to when we can no longer recover. Septuagenarians approach that age when we must pursue health strategies that are more about a permanent lifestyle than reaching a goal.
Variety is the spice of life and is one of the key ingredients for maintaining a permanent lifestyle of exercise. In my case the variety of the four New England seasons correspond with four exercise seasons as well. By the time one season and exercise regimen concludes I am ready for the next one.
During the spring months of late March through May I am able to jog with Cindy in the adult stroller for 5-8 miles. From June into early August the deerflies become brutal the further we stray from the village center. I park Cindy at Robertson Plaza as I “run” stair repetitions, or at the village green as I “run” intervals around the perimeter, or at Yale’s summer school campus where I can run either hill reps or intervals without deerflies spoiling my exercise. From late August into early November I return to jogging with Cindy for 7-10 miles, while periodically alternating distance workouts with hill reps or intervals. From mid November to mid March I am unable to go out with Cindy and I either do a stair workout inside the house, or go for a trail jog when coverage is available.
In the past I mentioned how superb the stair workout is for maintaining fitness, while also being the most tedious. I doubt I could do my inside stair workout for a whole year, but because of my changing exercise seasons I do not have to. For that matter, I would even find my favorite exercise during fall season to be tedious if that was my routine year round. I actually look forward to my winter exercise regimen by the time that happens.
Efficiency becomes another important consideration as our remaining life expectancy shortens and what septuagenarians do with our time becomes more precious. This is doubly the case when, as a caregiver, I spend four plus hours each day just with meal time and the efficiency of an exercise frees up more time for other endeavors. This contributes to why I actually look forward to running up and down stairs in the winter. During these months I have a little more time for other projects that keep me sane.
One ingredient for an exercise becoming efficient is providing short bursts of anaerobic activity. This amounts to exercising vigorously enough to be gasping for air. I also include strength training in the form of sit ups and pushups with my efficiency exercise. Strength training provides brain health benefits, in particular the release of brain derived neurotropic factor (BDNF), a neurotransmitter that facilitates and maintains neuroplasticity.
In regards to this and other health matters I advocate you follow the principle and not my actual practice. You can do anaerobic workouts in more varied and enticing ways than sit ups, pushups and stair reps. At a gym you can use rowing, cycling, elliptical or treadmill machines, as long as you intersperse anaerobic bursts. Most gyms also provide a variety of options for strength training.
Sustained aerobic exercise provides the most important benefit of mindfulness, similar to yoga or meditation. With aerobic exercise you are not gasping for air, though you should be exerting yourself at least to the extent that you would not be able to belt out a whole song. As we progressively age the more difficult efficient exercise becomes, as well as varied exercise, but mindfulness exercise may continue.
A leisurely stroll in the woods also calms the mind and benefits the brain, even though the blood flow benefits are not as great. There may come a time when that is all an elderly or disabled person can do … or less. Cindy is not a septuagenarian yet has not been able to stroll on her own for years. Her continued will to live results in part from still getting out in the calm of our scenically pastoral town even without the benefit of exercise.
Variety, efficiency and above all mindfulness are my keys to a permanent lifestyle of exercise to maintain brain health and longevity.
Three sequential events happened so far in 2024 that affects my motivation to stay healthy as I approach seventy years on the planet. In January I weighed the heaviest of my life and retained that weight throughout the winter and into spring. As the year progressed I felt discomfort in my right hip that may be a touch of arthritis, aggravated by being overweight. Then less than two weeks ago the frame on the adult stroller snapped. My main form of exercise during the summer has been on hold since.
These events reveal how my motivation to stay healthy shifted as I face becoming a septuagenarian. Thriving as a caregiver in the present still motivates me, but the threat of impending arthritis concerns me about possible journeys in the future. Ten years ago I last slept out under the stars; I have not gone so long without sleeping outside since before I became a Boy Scout. Even if I never have the opportunity to go on a long distance journey again, I do not want arthritis to be the cause. That means losing weight in the present to avoid the progression of arthritis in the future.
My blood pressure monitor helped motivate me to stay fit in the past. My stressful situation combined with whitecoat syndrome sometimes caused my blood pressure to spike and get rejected as a blood donor. The daily feedback from the monitor motivated me to lower my blood pressure through lifestyle choices such as exercise, which coincidentally kept my weight down as well. Yet this past year my blood pressure stayed relative low despite the weight gain. I continue to go for 5-10 mile jogs with Cindy in the adult stroller, though I now suspect that with my extra blubber what I fancy to be a jog may look like a crawl to an observer.
Evidently, the blood pressure monitor no longer provides enough motivation to control my weight and thwart arthritis. Now I monitor myself with what most people do for losing weight, a scale. I had gone from 20% overweight down to 10% when the stroller broke. After immediately gaining a few pounds back (why is it so much quicker to gain weight than lose it?), I have found other ways to exercise until I repair the stroller, with my scale continuing to be a constant motivator.
I usually focus on the lifestyle factors of being social, positive and active for maintaining brain health. I do this because of their primary importance for living well despite media providing more information about the value of exercise, diet and rest. Yet I find my established routine for lifestyle factors such as being social easy to maintain; diet and exercise proves to be the greater challenge for me.
My next few entries will share the perspective and insights of a long term, septuagenarian caregiver who is motivated to maintain healthy diet, exercise and rest.
I gradually adjusted to Cindy’s condition, much like a swimmer slowly wading into cool waters rather than plunging in. For those that do not see Cindy on a daily basis their adjustment was more like a plunge, sometimes with a similar shock. Our kids were shocked to varying degrees from the “plunge,” as were our extended families of siblings. Less shocked were the circle of friends who came to help out as companions for Cindy, the self-awareness that they would not be shocked probably accounted for their willingness to volunteer in the first place.
Then there are our visiting granddaughters, ages two (Marabelle) and four (Lyla). They are not shocked at all, since they did not know their Grandma to be any other way. Lyla and Marabelle play around their grandma without any discomfort and are conscientious about giving her a kiss on the cheek goodbye when they leave. Lately in this warmer weather we all go out to explore the village center, with Lyla eager to help push Grandma in the stroller.
When we walked across the country Cindy frequently mentioned she looked forward to having grandchildren. At times that would tug at my heart because I did not know if her wish would come true. When our grandchildren first arrived during her hospice years I still lamented that she could not fully enjoy what she had wanted so much. I also lament that our granddaughters cannot receive Cindy’s full warmth and vibrancy. I fear I am lacking as a substitute.
Yet there is still much to be cherished in this situation. Action speaks louder than words. Nothing I could say to my grandchildren would demonstrate the value of love and responsibility to others as effectively as being Cindy’s caregiver. Nothing could prepare them for treating the less fortunate with compassion better than being part of her care as well. Obviously I wish Cindy never had dementia, but seeing our granddaughters handle this situation better than most adults comforts me during this trying time.
Like many others in this information era I use a tablet for a wide variety of tasks. The one tablet/smartphone tailored task for which I stubbornly rely on pen, paper and clipboards are making lists. In a long ago post I revealed my penchant for all kinds of lists on clipboards. The one most important for reducing mess in my life, and hence stress, is the monthly to do list.
Just before the start of a new month I list the tasks I want to accomplish in a left hand column. I might add new tasks to the list as the month progresses while crossing off the ones achieved. I put an X mark by a task that is no longer feasible for that month. In a right hand column I make smaller lists for ongoing tasks that I know will take months. One to be covered in more detail soon is my Unenlightened Wisdom project.
Jotting down tasks unclutters my mind, freeing up space for more focused endeavors. Uncluttering the mind is yet another strategy for preserving brain health. I continue with the old fashioned way of pen and paper because there is something more gratifying, more mess reducing and stress releasing, in the physical act of crossing out a line item on the list.
UPDATE: My previous entry revealed my help wanted call for more coverage. It appears now for July and beyond I will have reliable Tuesday and Thursday morning coverage. Yay! I am still looking for a housemate or some other means to present at conferences, perform for community gigs or long weekend respites. All brainstorming ideas welcome!
I am a my life, my responsibility kind of guy. I will never take an aptitude test. Neither Myers Briggs nor any other personality assessment will engage my participation. I quickly scroll past all the social memes that will tell me what celebrity, animal, etc I am most like. I rebel against the self-fulfilling prophecy. I will be who I want to be, when I want to be, with the option to change my mind whenever conditions call for that.
Yet despite my allegiance to free will there are times during this caregiver journey that I cannot help but feel a deterministic universe conspires against me. For example, I recently found out that I did not clear all the hurdles to have solar panels installed after all. The last minute hold up? The ramp that I use to get Cindy out in her adult stroller interferes with access to the utility box required for the solar panels. I likely will wait until fall, after our outdoor season, to clear that last hurdle. Or at least I hope it is the last hurdle.
My cursing of the fates stems not from solar panels, but from lack of coverage. The amount of coverage I receive in a week determines what I can do besides being a caregiver. This can be sorted into four hierarchies of increasing importance.
Home Care and Errands
Once Cindy needed a hospital bed on the first floor, I relied upon aides for the care functions of giving Cindy a sponge bath and hair shampoo, using this time to take care of errands as well. Only a handful of times over the past seven years has there been so little coverage that Cindy did not get a sponge bath that week. Usually I get at least ten hours of coverage, which allows me enough time to get all the weekly errands done in addition to Cindy’s care.
Projects
Projects such as this blog keep my mind engaged and provide more purpose in life. I need more than ten hours of coverage per week in order to progress with projects, which is more than I get lately. I switch back and forth between different approaches and agencies to find coverage, but there has been a shelf life for aides no matter which strategy I use. Too many weeks without more than ten hours of coverage builds frustration over the inability to get anything done.
Fun
With more than twenty hours of coverage I can have a little fun. For me that means hiking, visiting folks or dining out. Last year was a good year for coverage and I managed to have a little fun on almost a weekly basis, not so this year. I thought I secured an aide a couple weeks ago that provided sufficient hours for fun, but that already has fell apart. Pessimism over the current state of affairs changing suggests I need to try something radically new.
Vacations
For vacations I would be satisfied with occasional long weekends. This happened for the first time last year, after I found out Cindy might come off of hospice care. No coverage could be found to keep her at home, but hospice allowed for her to kept in a nursing home for a couple nights instead. Nothing wrong happened there, but keeping her at home would have been so much better had adequate coverage been available.
With a longer block of time available to me I also would arrange for performing the American Discovery Symphony or engage in public speaking at caregiver conferences. The time has come to go beyond the blog to provide information and inspiration for others with their own caregiver journeys. I feel like my potential light is partly hiding under a bushel.
The unreliability of coverage for projects or fun, and the unavailability of coverage for vacations or gigs, leads me now to employ a brand new strategy. I seek a housemate, which is not the same as a live-in caregiver. As always I will be the primary caregiver, but in return for free room and board I hope to find a female nonsmoker who can help with caring for Cindy during lapses in coverage, and to stay with her during an occasional long weekend.
CNA experience would be a bonus but aides will still visit and I will remain the main source of Cindy’s care. I can train anyone for what might need to be done in my sparse absence. Throughout our marriage we welcomed people into our home for lengthy stays with everyone treated as family.
I joined a site called Care.com to search for such a person. There have been a few inquiries, but caregivers on that site primarily seek a job, not a place to live. One person agreed to an interview and even checked out this blog. Yet the morning of the interview I had an overwhelming premonition, which alas came true, that neither would she show up for the interview, nor would she notify me to cancel.
So I am reaching out to our social networks to help me find a housemate. I abhor playing the victim almost as much as aptitude and personality tests, but my frustration has been building. This free will acolyte is starting to curse the fates. I implore anyone reading this to help me spread the word or provide any leads towards finding a housemate. Comments or emails welcomed. Help me to help Cindy, myself and others.
After turning my alarm off in the morning I check in on a few news and social media sites and then spend a little time on one of my writing projects. About an hour later I arise to start Cindy’s day as well. I often sing one of two songs to her as I try to get her day started right: “Good Morning” from Singing in the Rain, or “Rise and Shine” which features our son Noah’s name. I often sang these songs in the morning long before Cindy became afflicted with Alzheimer’s, imposing my obnoxious cheerfulness to start the day. I sing them to Cindy now to keep a family tradition fresh in her mind as much as starting her day with good cheer.
After breakfast I do range of motion exercises with Cindy. She glances down at me as I start with her legs. When I move to her right arm her glance remains down towards her feet. When I get to her left arm her gaze is directly into my eyes. The straightening of her left arm naturally lowers my head towards hers and I kiss her with every repetition. During one of the repetitions, sometimes at the start, sometimes later, I lower my head further and whisper into her ear: “I love you Cindy.”
Also in the morning I stand at the foot of Cindy’s hospital bed and practice flatpicking on my acoustic guitar. I spend much of the time practicing new material of various difficulty, pausing to comment about my successes and failures as they occur. This provides the most natural setting for friendly “chatting” with Cindy. Her countenance does not register anything more than simple engagement, but that is enough for me to think our “chats” serve a purpose.
I wait until after lunch before I first read to her. Currently I am reading the Beverly Cleary books about Henry and Ramona. Before this I read through the Lord of the Rings series, before that the Harry Potter series, before that the 33 books in the Oz series by the first two authors, before that the Indian in the Cupboard series. These are all books we read out loud to our kids, sometimes curling up on the couch with them for an hour or more. By reading them to Cindy I hope I am reviving and stimulating thoughts of family inside her … plus as a big kid I enjoy them.
Sometimes after the range of motion exercises I hold Cindy on my lap and rock her for a little bit. In the afternoon when I do this I make sure to tell her: “We make a good team!” or “You are my Expedition Woman!” This attempts to increase her self-esteem without saying “I am proud of you,” which seems inappropriate for the situation.
In the evening I practice classical guitar as a way to wind down. I still practice movements from my American Discovery Symphony occasionally by accompanying the YouTube videos I have uploaded. This effectively preserves one of the most memorable, amazing chapters of our lives, the 5,000 mile walk across the country. As other memories fall away I hope this one persists until near the end.
At bedtime I convert the “couch” into my “bed” by sliding it over next to Cindy’s hospital bed. She usually is in peaceful repose by this time, if not already asleep. Right before turning off the light I lean over to kiss Cindy on the forehead and say: “Good night Cindy. Sweet dreams.”
I realize now that what I do for a loved one as a caregiver benefits any loved one. I tell our kids more frequently that I love them now. Perhaps more importantly, out of the blue I will tell them I am proud of them. Doing this without a prompt from some specific achievement acknowledges their worth based on who they are, not what they do. Imagine that I hold Cindy on my lap and tell her how sorry I feel for her, how life has dealt her such a bad hand. I always offer commiseration rather than affirmation. Would Cindy have the same positive state of mind? Would anyone? Tell someone you love something affirming today.
How I start and end Cindy’s day are lessons learned from raising our kids. Ever notice how readily and joyfully kids start the day if the cares of the world have not yet descended upon them? They helped to start my day with joy as well. Conversely, at the end of the day I either sang or read to my kids at bedtime, hopefully helping to end their day in peace. Being a caregiver reinforced in me the belief that at least one partner should start the day in joy, while the other helps to end the day in peace.
As a parent I found that reading to our kids was the single most nurturing thing we did for them. The sound of a parent’s voice, the feel of a parent’s warmth, the engagement of the mind from such intimacy cannot be duplicated by any electronic device. Why not read to a spouse, partner or friend as well?
Range of motion exercises may not be necessary for your situation, but what about yoga together? Or massages? I tell you now I wish this was a lesson I had learned before becoming a caregiver.
I periodically claim that I hope this website informs and inspires other potential caregivers, but the little gestures that increase the quality of life should not be just for the afflicted. Or, to look at this another way, we are all afflicted by something, we all benefit from the care of others directed our way. Tap into the caregiver that lies within you.
The Special Report for the most recent issue of the AARP Bulletin was titled: “The Future of Alzheimer’s.” After glancing through the content I feel compelled to remind folks that I told you so. On page 17 of the bulletin the following quote was featured:
“Controlling neuroinflammation is at the forefront of new drug ideas for Alzheimer’s. In 2023, there were more drugs in human trials for inflammation than for any other target.”
After Cindy was officially diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in the Fall of 2012 I set my Google Alerts to “Alzheimer’s” and “brain health.” The Alzheimer’s alerts typically consisted of press releases targeting investors more than researchers. Every new discovery or drug test on mice promised hope for combating the disease in humans, except that all the focus was on beta-amyloid plaques and none of the successes transferred to human subjects. At best, cognitive decline slowed for a few months.
I found the brain health alerts tremendously more informative. I discovered there were super agers with amyloid plaques that never had dementia, plus several causes of dementia that did not involve amyloid plaques. The common pathology with all the causes was instead the oxidative stress that results from inflammation and occurs inside the cells. Perhaps most importantly I discovered that brain health depended on a range of lifestyle factors that reduced oxidative stress.
I challenged the conventional research and beliefs in a 2016 blog post titled: “The Alzheimer’s Murder Mystery.” For almost a decade my advocacy for brain health focused on lifestyle prevention rather than medical cures, maintaining that even if a real medical cure should be found, lifestyle prevention still should be the preferred choice if that is an option.
The AARP Special Report almost comes to this same conclusion. Almost. It reports on the disappointments of the latest round of drugs such as lecanemab. It acknowledges that healthy living provides hope. It acknowledges that prevention is key. Then in the penultimate paragraph AARP reports: “Prevention studies using drugs are gearing up.” The success of statins with lowering cholesterol is offered as an example of the future hope for Alzheimer’s.
Sigh.
As a person in a stressful situation with a family history of hypertension I am concerned about blood pressure. Health care professionals from doctors, to nurses, to phlebotomists to CNAs have recommended I take statins when my blood pressure was high. Not a single one ever suggested lifestyle changes. Not one. Yet I relied only on lifestyle changes to lower my BP from 175 over 125 to as low as 113 over 78 within a month.
I am not against medical treatments, but I am against oxymorons like “preventive medicine.” The use of medicine is to correct the way your body functions. In that regards medicine is a cure, even if also seen as preventing something fatal. “Living well” is purely a preventative strategy, though one that does not generate as much income for the pharmaceutical industry.
“Preventive” medicine prevents one affliction; living well wards off almost all afflictions. Using medicine to “prevent” one thing may mask the way you need to live your life to prevent other additional health problems. Ultimately, you may need to take more “preventive” medicine to address those problems. Indeed, a “preventive” medicine for one affliction may be the cause of another. I am curious as to how many people that rely on medicine for “prevention” end up taking a multitude of pills.
The focus now on inflammation causing Alzheimer’s I believe to be the right one. Considering that stress causes inflammation, should your prevention strategy be making life less stressful for yourself? Or will you wait until a “preventive” pill is discovered? Choose wisely.
