The sardonic, reductionist headline here could be "Scientists finally figured out why you get more colds in winter: bEcAuSe iT's CoLd!"—but the actual science involved here is both interesting, and potentially very relevant to everyday life and especially the immunocompromised:
It turns out the cold air itself damages the immune response occurring in the nose. [...] In fact, reducing the temperature inside the nose by as little as 9 degrees Fahrenheit (5 degrees Celsius) kills nearly 50% of the billions of virus and bacteria-fighting cells in the nostrils, according to the study published Tuesday in The Journal of Allergy and Clinical Immunology.
“Cold air is associated with increased viral infection because you’ve essentially lost half of your immunity just by that small drop in temperature,” said rhinologist Dr. Benjamin Bleier, director of otolaryngology at Massachusetts Eye and Ear and an associate professor at Harvard Medical School in Boston.
Want to avoid catching or spreading respiratory viruses like CoVid-19, RSV, influenza, or a common cold? Mask up, please, but also bundle up! Wrap up in a scarf, wear a balaclava, and just generally keep your face warm. There's no single magic solution, but that's not a reason to do nothing. Rather, it's a reason to take several simple precautions that help avoid the spread of disease and protect those around you. (I can't tell you how much "this isn't 100% effective so I shouldn't do it at all" frustrates me.)
Oh, and #knitblr? This is your time to shine.
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This respiratory illness season, there are three publicly funded vaccines available to people aged 65 and older seeking greater protection: the high-dose influenza, COVID-19 and pneumococcal vaccines.
After being primarily offered to people in licensed long-term care facilities, this is the first year people 65 or older can receive the high-dose flu vaccine for free.
Dr. Ryan Sommers, a public health physician with Nova Scotia Health, said it's recommended that people in that age range receive the high-dose shot because it usually induces a better immune response. "As people get older, their immune system doesn't respond as well to vaccines," he said.
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Day 30 - Bridal Carry
Military setting, captivity, abandoned, implied past torture, fever, respiratory illness, carried, successful rescue
[Directly follows Finish Line]
Time crawled on, thick as molasses in that cold tomb. Harrison had expected it to slip away from him, like water between his fingers, but it didn’t. It was laboriously slow in its march, molasses on a cold day.
He couldn’t focus enough to count his breaths, not after 2059, when a cough wracked his fever addled brain. He was so fucking cold. How was he so cold? This was the desert, wasn’t it?
No matter how hard he tried to remember, he couldn’t quite pin down the country. Maybe it was Mexico, or France, or Georgia, or Poland, or Spain, or Canada - all that came to mind was the knowledge that he had been hot, and the sun had been bright.
Now he was cold, and the darkness was drowning him.
That, and the sickness rattling in his lungs.
He almost didn’t hear the distant scrape of metal over his wheezing, wet breaths. He was dimly aware it was a door that led to the primary holding cells. A selfish, irrational part of him hoped to hear another prisoner’s pleas. The terrified, desperate part of him knew there were no prisoners left to torture.
Save for him.
The door to the Box was heavy, a thick slab of stone without hinges. It took two men to pry it open enough to shove him in here. If he had been lucid enough to care, he could only hear a single set of footsteps.
He flinched at the sound of the stone being moved, eyes flitting around in panic. The Box was a small, sparse, space; two men could stand inside together, albeit in great discomfort. Harrison was alone, and had enough space to curl his knees to his chest where he sat on the cold ground.
A terrible place to be if his captors wanted to kick in his already broken ribs.
Strain as he may, he didn’t have the strength to stand - was he shivering again or were his muscles really trying to haul his skeletal frame from the floor? So he tucked his head down, hoping to at least protect his teeth from the blows.
He kept his eyes open, relief flooding his blood as light filtered into the inky darkness. The fear of pain and the joy of sight were a tangled knot in his chest, but the fear won as a hand grabbed his shoulder.
His eyes snapped shut, a ragged growl catching on his raw throat. He sank as deeply as he could into the shallow alcove, as futile as it was.
The person above him was speaking, words garbled and foreign to his ears. It wasn’t Arabic, or Spanish, or Russian - he wasn’t even sure if it was English, his muddled mind too tired to parse the sounds.
All he knew were the hands prying him from his corner of hell peace The Box to drag him to a fresh interrogation cell lined with the ghosts of his dead friends -
He cracked an eye open, surprised that they were letting him struggle against their hold for so long. Did they forget the cattle prod?
He blinked once. Twice. His body fell limp in their arms. It wasn’t a captor he recognized.
Were they new? New was bad. New meant they would try something new. Or go back to the old that hadn’t worked then, but might work now.
“Stay with me, Sargent.” The hand that cradled his head to their chest was firm but gentle, calloused and cold. “Fuck, you’re burning up.”
Their accent was thick, and the thought of a western cowboy rescuing him was enough to bring a bubbled of laughter from his heaving ribs. The stranger sighed, their frustration far less gentle than their hands. Harrison’s short lived outburst was silenced by a frantic coughing fit spurred by his attempt to be quiet.
“Breathe for me soldier, be a shame to come all the way out here for you to choke on your own spit.” There was a softness to their words as they loosened their hold on his shaking shoulders. He slumped forward back into their arms, legs too weak to hold his weight. “Christ - I’m gonna pick you up, alright?”
Harrison managed a wobbly nod before strong arms hoisted him into a bridal carry. His vision warped as they began to walk, the reality reeling in his fevered fears. He cautiously let his eyes drift to the soldier’s face.
They were angelic, haloed by the old, yellowed fluorescent bulbs of the compound. A clean shaven jawline chiseled from marble and clear, warm, brown eyes sharp as they scanned the path forward.
“W-wh…o?” The word was barely audible, wheezed from a throat hoarse from screams and lungs heavy with infection. Those sharp eyes fixed his own blurry gaze with a tenderness that rumbled from their chest as they spoke.
“Agent Walker. Let’s get you home, Sargent Harrison.”
[Directly before Alone]
(Part of my Freelancers: Swansong series)
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I have been accused of putting "a damper on things" by my mum for not wanting to be around when my brother is vaping in a room and holding my breath or wearing a mask when I enter.
My mum, brother and I are asthmatic. I've never smoked or vaped. What can I do? Leaving the room isn't always an option, especially if he vapes during family meals or gatherings. He won't vape outside because he says it's cold.
I'm trying to protect my health. I don't see why I have to suffer through secondhand or thirdhand vape smoke just to "be social" when he vapes during stuff we're doing in a room as a family. Everyone in the family but me has chosen this.
Beyond holding my breath, wearing a mask or sitting near an open window (which usually draws complaints and people then close it), I'm at a loss at how to protect my health from the vape chemicals I inhale.
My brother is trying to quit smoking and now uses e-cigarettes, vaping regularly. It's great he's trying to quit and isn't smoking tobacco but e-cigarettes don't give him a free pass to vape around people who don't want him to.
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Whooping Cough Alert: Protect Yourself and Your Family
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In a world brimming with health information and misinformation alike, it’s crucial to spotlight issues that significantly impact public health. Whooping cough, a respiratory infection known for its violent, uncontrollable coughing fits, has recently come under the global lens due to a spate of outbreaks and new research findings. This article aims to dissect the layers of whooping cough’s impact…
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