He had Parkinson's disease for about, I'd say diagnosed for about 11 of the last years of his life. And treatment was not as good as it is now, of course. We're still going along and he died in '85 and he was 77.
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Every day we do get closer to a cure. Three out of four children who are diagnosed with cancer will survive the disease, but that is not good enough. The loss of one child to this disease is too much.
quote by Michael McCaul
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Treatment Resources Extends Lifetimes
money is a guaranteed ticket
to quick health care first class
health hit a six or take a wicket...
after moving to Jakarta I noticed
neighbours men in forties died
no illness these men were old aged...
no one dies of old age in early forties
death is disease or medical conditions
dirt poor were never treated diagnosed...
medical stakes have interesting spikes
treatment resources extend lifetimes
entrepreneur survives discarded poor dies...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My daughter, when she was a week old, was diagnosed with congenital heart disease. For the past thirteen years, she's had four major heart surgeries. She's a candidate for - and must have - heart replacement surgery in order to have a long life.
quote by Nick Cassavetes
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Typically diagnosed during childhood and adolescent years, juvenile diabetes, also referred to as Type I diabetes, currently affects more than 3 million Americans and more then 13,000 children are diagnosed each year.
quote by Elijah Cummings
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In 1962 I was diagnosed with this incurable disease.
quote by Mary Ann Mobley
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World Tb Day,2012
(Part of celebrations at IRT PMC, Perundurai)
A hundred years ago, Koch found
The bacillus causing TB,
That gave the world's scientists the ground
To find the drugs as remedy.
Then, TB was a pandemic,
And was called ‘Consumption' that killed
The high and low, as all turned sick
And sanatoria all filled.
Most people feared the ‘phthisis' much;
And treatment was by good food, air;
And nurses gave the magic touch
Of kindness, tender loving care.
The bacilli by droplets spread
To lungs, and every body part;
The person melted, ridden-bed -
A downhill course right from the start!
Then came the anti-TB drugs
That inhibited growth of rod;
A prolonged course thus healed the lungs:
A two year treatment looking odd!
A hundred years from then, today,
Disease is rampant in third world,
As many people huddled stay;
HIV heralds ‘Abscess Cold'!
There is a cure for TB now,
As DOTS and DOTS PLUS can save most;
Unhalted stays the disease, oh,
As people die or it turns worst!
Resistant strains emerge out fast,
Though patients can be healed at home;
No more the disease looks aghast,
As ‘six-months' treatment is welcome!
Yet, millions continue to die,
Despite new drugs and early finds
Of cases, testing that can't lie,
And cures are rather very high!
The war against TB must wage;
The dreaded disease must be stopped;
No one shall die in any age;
Resistant strains must all be mopped!
Let's contribute our mite today;
The fight to STOP TB is on;
All third world nations must find way
As newer diseases are born!
Thank Robert Koch for his work hard;
Thank scientists who find newer drugs;
Thank doctors, nurses in each ward;
All sputa must be freed off bugs!
Written by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Dean & Prof. of Medicine, IRT PMC, PERUNDURAI
and Dedicated to 'World TB DAY 2012'
‘STOP TB IN YOUR LIFETIME! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 17-03-2012
poem by John Celes
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The Day Old Shep Died
it's been thirty years,
that he's been gone,
the day he died, brought tears,
all day, i played his song.
for nine long years,
i loved him and he loved me,
the day he died, broght tears,
toward the end, he could barely see.
when he died, i was seventeen years,
my child hood died that day,
the day he died, brought tears,
during his youth, we were always at play.
him and i was, so close in years,
when i got shep he was five and i eight,
the day he died brought tears,
he always ate his meals, off our plate.
he died at eighty-four in human years,
he lived to a ripe old age,
the day he died brought tears,
for this poem, he set the stage.
i can't believe, its been so many years,
i think about him, all the time,
the day he died, brought tears,
but old shep, was all mind.
of all these many years,
no dog has taken the place of old shep,
the day he died, brought tears,
i'll always remember, that dog with pep
in memory of old shep 1946-1960 written june 21,1990
Thus far
I took treatment;
The body-ache was gone; with it the winter too.
I took treatment;
The allergy was gone; with it the spring too.
I took treatment;
The acnes were gone; with it the summer too.
I took treatment;
The gastric was gone; with it the autumn too.
Sometimes I got fortunes.
Sometimes I was spared.
Sometimes I was rescued.
Sometimes I got miseries reduced.
I ascribed all to my God I believe.
With time I have grown thus far.
With faith I have stood thus far.
15.04.2007I
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Chronic disease! (A not so funny story)
An army Major visiting the sick army men, went to one soldier and asked, 'What's your problem, Soldier? '
'Chronic syphilis, Sir.'
'What treatment are you getting? '
'Five minutes with the wire brush each day.'
'What's your ambition? '
'To get back to the front, Sir.'
'Good man, ' said the Major.
He went to the next bed, 'What's your problem, Soldier? '
'Chronic piles, Sir.'
'What treatment are you getting? '
'Five minutes with the wire brush each day.'
'What's your ambition? '
'To get back to the front, Sir.'
'Good man, ' barked the Major.
He moved to the next bed where Santa was lying and asked, 'What's your problem, Soldier? '
'Chronic gum disease, Sir'
'What treatment are you getting? '
'Five minutes with the wire brush each day.'
'What's your ambition? '
'To get the wire brush before the other two, Sir! '
poem by Edwin Drood
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Individuals with kidney disease who are able to obtain treatment early experience a higher quality of life and are able to maintain more of their day-to-day activities, including keeping their jobs.
quote by Xavier Becerra
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I don't want to give too much of it away, because I haven't cleared it with Bob, but the treatment is twenty years, and she, in an effort to protect herself faked her death and did a series of things regarding Dr. Loomis, who has died, because Michael Myers was after her.
quote by Kevin Williamson
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But, you know, the issues of humanity and what is fair treatment and good treatment of a fellow human being should not really be based on a personal sense of right and wrong or judgment.
quote by Debbie Harry
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The issues of humanity and what is fair treatment and good treatment of a fellow human being should not really be based on a personal sense of right and wrong or judgment.
quote by Debbie Harry
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A disease and its treatment can be a series of humiliations, a chisel for humility.
quote by Laurel Lee
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Disease Of Conceit
Theres a whole lot of people suffering tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people struggling tonight with the disease of conceit
Comes right down the highway, straight down the line
Rips into your senses, through your body and your mind
Nothing about it thats sweet
The disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts shaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Steps into your room, eats into your soul
Over your senses you have no control
Aint nothing too discreet
About the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people dying tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people crying tonight from the disease of conceit
Comes right outta nowhere and youre down for the count
From the outside world the pressure will mount
Turn you into a piece of meat
The disease of conceit
Conceit is a disease but the doctors got no cure
They done a lot of research on it but what it is theyre still not sure
Theres a whole lot of people in trouble tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people seein double tonight from the disease of conceit
If your delusions of grandeur and an evil eye
Give you the idea that youre too good to die
Then they bury you from your head to your feet
From the disease of conceit
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Win the Disease
Disease
Are called...
New new...
Name for today...
Disease...
All are come
Comenley same...
For nasty water...
For colour full drinks...
For fasted food...
Cross sex...
Bad habiets...
With out execise...
That is...
Todays for disease...
Name is new...
All disease are old...
Change your steps
On...
Food...
Drinks...
Habits. ..
Normal sex...
win the disease...
With your life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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What's Good
Life's like a mayonnaise soda
And life's like space without room
And life's like bacon and ice cream
That's what life's like without you
Life's like forever becoming
But life's forever dealing in hurt
Now life's like death without living
That's what life's like without you
Life's like Sanskrit read to a pony
I see you in my mind's eye strangling on your tongue
What's good is knowing such devotion
I've been around - I know what makes things run
What good is seeing eye chocolate
What good's a computerized nose
And what good was cancer in April
Why no good - no good at all
What good's a war without killing
What good is rain that falls up
What good's a disease that won't hurt you
Why no good, I guess, no good at all
What good are these thoughts that I'm thinking
It must be better not to be thinking at all
A styrofoam lover with emotions of concrete
No not much, not much at all
What's good is life without living
What good's this lion that barks
You loved a life others throw away nightly
It's not fair, not fair at all
What's good ?
Life's good -
But not fair at all
song performed by by Lou Reed
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When The End Almost Ends
as the end approaches its end
i see, some scars become wounds again
some pains arrive
and it makes me remember that beginning
that babe's cry and mommy's lullaby
they will tell you, this all about
parkinson's disease.
it is not so. This is when you think
that you are about to die and some pains
inside your heart starts to
give you names...
each name
a pain in my ass.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Any important disease whose causality is murky, and for which treatment is ineffectual, tends to be awash in significance.
quote by Susan Sontag
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Anybody who's been married to a man for forty odd years knows he's all talk.
quote by Michael Parkinson
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