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I feel that something is trying to change the healthy debate about theory. Quersto debate is said to bring water to the mill creationists, even if only through the distorted use made of it. It seems that we should be complacent and to rally around the flag of a rigid Darwinism, at least for the moment - a kind of old-time religion of our deployment. We should borrow another metaphor and recognize that we too must walk a straight and narrow path, surrounded by roads that lead to destruction. Because if you ever started to remove our search for understanding nature, to stifle our curiosity intellectual in a misguided effort to present a unified front when in reality, it does not exist or should exist, well then we would be truly lost.

SJ Gould


The brains of women ", a book for lost souls and a good argument for this on March 8 that is coming to an end. An international bestseller
borne by the hand of Louann Brizendine, a neuropsychiatrist with red hair and the prose simple and smooth. Very smooth and very simple.


A fun book that will reveal many why. Why do women go to the bathroom in pairs? Why frignano women more than men? Why do women talk so much about men and what Ken?
The answers are all in the hormones and the different shape of the female brain. And the friends of Louann.

Indeed to find empirical evidence to its neurological theories, Dr. San Francisco goes back to stories of the daughters of friends, friends-patients, husbands of friends-patients. There
Shana adolescent worries that once a month becomes a rompiglioni, vulgar, aggressive, suffering from premenstrual dystrophic disorder (PMDD). The same disturbance in France and England will avoid jail.
It appears, according to our own, that in some processes on both sides and across the Channel a few women who committed crimes while suffering from PMDD, have successfully defended, citing the temporary insanity .
a precedent that may be useful to the three policemen accused of rape and could rely on UTED the UnderTestosteronic Euphoric Disorder. There

Sarah and her husband Nick wrongly suspected of trimming a pair of horns with the colleague. And Sarah, women made by women blend of hormones and neurological strange turns (the female ones are more convoluted it seems) who abandons himself to anger. Louann It explains that a woman generally avoids conflict and tries to save in the way of peace two cases: the children in danger and horns.

If a woman is driven to exasperation by the discovery that her husband has an affair, or that the child is in danger, his rage will explode immediately, and nothing can stop it, but in any other case, avoid the anger or confrontation in the same way a man schiverà emotion.


And then there's Ellie, mother for the first time in 39 years, happily married for two with a sales Independent (I think his name because the author does not add more) .
It begins in Chapter 5. After the adolescent brain, the brain in love, the brain below the belt, he's there: the mother's brain.

Louann Here speaks a bit 'with her and seems to have given birth with an epidural. An epidural hurt.
I, for example, I had never had the slightest interest to children but suddenly ...

think, have seen my son dressed as Piglet in the streets while trying to eat the confetti and handed them to me happy, hoping to split the meal with me proud. But no, it had no interest for children until:
the effect of drugs given during childbirth stopped stun me. And then you hear Louann born to be a mother.
E He was very close to sheep, hamsters, monkeys and baboons, all animals before the puppies are unaware of others but that, once delivered, lick, cuddle and feed the newly born offspring. In modern society

the maternal brain is likely to go haywire. As a woman today is not limited only to turn out in the house but also work outside the home, changes in deep brain new mothers create deep conflicts difficult to resolve.


maternal The brain seems to row against the productive life of the woman who hosts it. Increase stress hormones without causing anxiety or tension. The neurologist explains that there is a trick to make biochemical the pregnant female is more attentive to their security, nutrition and the surrounding environment and less concerned with other tasks. How to cope with the demands of work or for organizing the daily agenda. Nature in its infinite wisdom has predicted that one day, that spellacchiata Neanderthal female would have bought a moleskine. Ah, nature!

The date of birth is approaching. Louann and women all over the world (we're talking about neuroscience and hormones, ecchediavolo!) Focused exclusively on child support and the efforts required to bear the pain and give birth to a healthy baby. Evidently, our lives in some desert of Nebraska, and unlike 90% of pregnant women Stars and Stripes, ignores the existence of an epidural.

Louann But childbirth is a test. a test that will forever change the brain of a woman. A nice test because in the high expulsion rates of oxytocin, dopamine, the increase of hearing, touch, sight and smell, they bring the woman into a state of euphoria gynecology.

red Our neurologist had a bad game. One of those women should not ever tell not to terrorize the others. 36 hours of contractions and seasoned with epidural morphine (it is not clear if the psychiatrist Dr. morphine is a separate entity from the epidural) that have lost the first few minutes preziosiossimi bonding and imprinting love cuddling.

It was a warm surge of maternal love that corny I expected to feel, in part because anesthesia and morphine had stifled the effect of oxytocin. Only after he emerged from the state of intntimento finally I felt watchful and protective, and soon I fell madly in my creature.

Cara Louann I do not know if I can, but I have to! I have to cheer up a young mother, even if a degree in neurology and psychiatry! As a woman bathed in hormones that make me get in close to empathize with others, I feel the uncontrollable urge to tranquillizarti. Louann
I have given birth naturally, without drugs, without epidural without opiates. The expulsion me I lived across flooded with natural oxytocin and after two hours of labor very natural and very quiet.

Louann Yet, my sweet, red Louann, something in my mother's brain has gone haywire. It was not a feeling of euphoria, but rather of alienation, what good Laing explains how the syndrome that tortured to escape the terror and pain experiences her body as something other than itself.

Here I Louann during the expulsive I felt so overcome with grief that I was more dead than alive. Shrouded by a strange mist (I swear, I saw it and almost breath) where all the entries seemed to me to get away.


When my son was born the gynecologist showed it to me. But I did not see it. And 'I? And 'my son?
short even for me it was just the warm wave of maudlin motherly love.
But perhaps I am a woman very ill and you get too far away to a psychiatrist or nurse.

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slow flowing river. Throw then.

In two years of blog I looked around, here in the virtual space crowded, blogs, newspapers, portals, studies, forums, social networks ... the network's fall and everything.
tuna fish in half and you find us orate e delfini. Ma se hai fame, tonno, orata o delfino, pesci sono e perchè mangiare solo il primo quando posso riempirmi la panza anche con gli altri due?

Le parole d'ordine in tema di diritto alla salute e sanità sono essenzialmente due: l'informazione e la libertà. Il diritto alla salute si basa dunque sul nulla, sull'utopia, perchè l'informazione e la libertà non esistono.
Esiste una certa informazione e una certa parvenza di libertà e un certo diritto alla salute.

Ma torniamo sulla tonnara. Accendo il computer e apro il browser. Sono una donna con il test di gravidanza con la doppia linea ancora in mano.  E' positivo! Urrà! Sono incinta. And now I'm bring all your cabbage, because now I can tell!

cast my net from the trap: vu vu vu point google it, search: childbirth. Enter. And on the net falls on us all. From the site of doulas that www.epidurale.it and its share of painful sensory castrati, the new children are born with the placenta to the safety of home birth with a midwife in charge.
But I'm hungry for information. Why a real town free pregnant inform you. And the right to health is for the network of my trap.

So we slips around: tuna but also bream, dolphin, mullet, even a sperm whale and two giant squid that appear to have come from a novel by Jules Verne. In short l'intero campionario ittico con qualche esemplare da mitologia marinaresca.

La tonnara non la punto verso l'unico porto apparentemente sicuro - il ginecologo - perchè Repubblica e il Corirere della Sera e l'Istituto Superiore di Sanità sono anni che mi spiegano che i ginecologi sono marchettari che puntano a sventrare la mia ventresca e ad estrarmi chirurgicamente il pupo per ottenere un DRG più appetibile. O per far presto e tornare a giocare a ramino con le ostetriche di turno. O per gestirsi meglio il giro di clienti private.

Del ginecologo non mi fido. Non mi fido nemmeno del pubblico ospedale che si illumina d'immenso orrore ogni volta che finisce sulle prime pagine del giornale. Scazzotatte in delivery room, women Caesar's death, women's death delayed caesarean section but this time, in other words born of tragedy that always seem clumsy or greedy hands of money or a more generic and never well-defined poor health care.

Well, now that the network is so tense because of Pescioni bursts are satisfied. I am informed. Now I can give birth safely, quite certain that any choice will be a good reason, that my body and my party I will handle it in full knowledge and freedom.


Yeah, freedom. E 'certain that Article 32 of our Constitution is not in question. No one can be obliged to given medical treatment if required by law . And the law can in no case violate the limits imposed by respect for the human person.

Those limits them may violate the most direct question. Just being aware of them.
If I do not want a caesarean because they are convinced that the gynecologist is a prostitute, a woman is informed that his body freely managing pregnant? In Campania could be very likely, but certainly not in Friuli less.

And why only now that the pregnancy test gave me back a two-line I find myself a champion of freedom and Information?


How come until yesterday, when my egg he stood quiet without any splashing attrno the tadpole, the fact that my body was seized and maintained at will by others I can not created any disturbance of ethics?

not know about you but I have to stamp a card each morning. My body is obliged to come into the office no later than 9:02. If even a second late I have to recover 15 minutes. My body must therefore remain a quarter of an hour more nailed to a chair, his eyes on a computer monitor.


I like my job but sometimes I wish I had other clients, reached out to other jobs you can do, other corporate images to be treated. Or just want to be somewhere else or do anything else. But I've sold to the stamped and my body to my head. And I would not create significant problems. At least until I pay.


Information. time ago my computer was broken. An assembled cars that went fast, like a splinter. The port to repair and return it to me two weeks later. Diagnosis: video card game. The cure: a new video card from a hundred-odd euro. Total cost of the intervention: two hundred Euros.
A week after the computer for more signs of life. This time I bring to work and I do see a colleague of mine. Diagnosis, and controls the old video card (I had not thrown), a faulty slot. The care: isolation of the faulty slot. Intervening Cost: € zero.


Sure, I could save two hundred euro and a ton of time by enrolling in computer engineering at Padua, get his degree and settle down to me the computer, but there is the problem of the card to be stamped. And Analysis I and II are two bricks.

return on tuna rimettiamoci and the role of a pilot pregnant. If I look at the horizon I see many other boats like mine, all who sail in sight and all the nets full of fish from the most varied forms.
I see nothing else. And I'd like to see more, say well as some white coat sincerely eager to drive these boats to a safe harbor.


And I think to lead the words of Martha or the Moon or Marisa or Vito. Gynecologists, anesthetists and inns that will explain how it works there, in those delivery rooms sometimes dilapidated, small and narrow, crowded with women in labor. What are the difficulties of Public Health who has more money and who is organized in DRG and five-year plans. In short, behind the scenes that we can not see patients and pregnant women.

But it seems that the white coats are less free (but better informed) of us pregnant fishers.

Vito (gynecologist) writes:
Or you move in an organized (union) or risk, as some case studies show. The fact remains that all 'health authority, rather than counter-in-court and publicly to any allegations, made in any venue, was awarded the virtue' of violent act with arrogance in a legitimate way. How is this any way to hints of the health act 'of "our dear" Asl, run by managers appointed by political parties that, for solutions that satisfy both those who govern and those who' opposition, producing a mix of inefficiency, lack 'and lack of transparency that we would like to report, just happened.

Marta (Gynecologist), echoed:
Who lives the daily life of university and hospital environments where prevailing logic of power, numbers, etc., know that there are moments of great fatigue, which are ethically and morally you know you should stand up and fight etc., but also feel that you can not only Csapo of your health and well-being of family members.
I live in a professional environment where the climate is mafia, where some days I can not do nothing but work decently on my guard.
is not easy to involve women, who appeals to them is a gynecologist in private following the pregnancy, sometimes good and worthy person, other "prostitute" the worst kind.

Luna (anestesista) stronca la mia idea di blog-sfogatoi per medici stufi di ingoiare rospi e primari-baroni:
Geka credo sia molto difficile che un medico scriva un diario sincero ed aperto on line.....impensabile direi. 

Barbara da brava storica ci indica l'orizzonte di aspettative:
Cari tutti, se non ce la fate neanche ad aprire un blog anonimo - con i soprannomi, le identità celate, ecc.. direi che possiamo andare tutti a buttarci a fiume (come si dice a Roma). Eh sì che ognuno fa il suo pezzetto ma non ci si può solo lamentare. Op, Op.. come dice la padrona di casa, certi sfoghi e certe parole aprirebbero gli occhi a many. Come on!

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a toaster or a doula

I was born in 1973. I went to kindergarten with the nuns, one of my private parentheses public schooling.
elementary, middle and high schools and universities. All public, all overcrowded, with no toilet paper, with the flakes of plaster, formica counters in the turf.
Each year, between elementary and high schools, the number of pupils per class was growing. First 20, then 24, then 30. Students increased, decreased professors, classrooms remained le stesse ma la densità di studenti per metro quadro era sempre in costante crescita.

Ricordo la faccia di mio padre quando tornava dalle assemblee con i genitori. Imbestialito con il MInistro dell'istruzione di turno, i fondi che scarseggiavano e una scuola che già nel 79 annaspava e rischiava di annegare.

Malgrado l'intonaco che ci cadevano in testa, la carta igienica che scarseggiava, le prof riprese perchè facevano troppe fotocopie per gli studenti, ho imparato a leggere e scrivere e far di conto.
Perchè in quella Beirut di carte, matite e sussidiari, c'erano dei valorosi insegnanti che malgrado tutto portavano avanti il loro lavoro (meglio sarebbe dire "missione") and filled the little heads of our young equations and conjugations.

Today nothing has changed. The school flounders in a sea of \u200b\u200bcuts and voids. The snipers on the roofs of high and very high institutions and target shooting teachers. In Beirut
so, you fight the classroom to classroom, shots can come from any direction because the goal is to weaken the spirit and disgraced if possible.

Yet education has still some value to this strange country. There are still people who believe in the value of public education. Especially believe that learning to read, write and count is not a privileged few, ma un diritto di tutti.

Così se insegnanti e studenti si uniscono in una silenziosa protesta contro l'ennesimo attacco alla scuola pubblica, lo stesso non possiamo dire per la Sanità Pubblica.
Di fronte ai tagli, al blocco dei turn-over dei medici, all'endemica carenza di organico in tutti i pubblici ospedali, ai macchinari obsoleti, alle strutture non a norma, alle maternità pericolose ma in piena attività, non si dedica un solo minuto, uno straccio di silenzioso secondo di unanime protesta.
Unanime! Il medico con il paziente, la partoriente con l'ostetrica!

Marisa (ostetrica) si duole di non aver seguito almost like he wanted a mom. Left alone with her husband, the monitor for the route of beat-to-ball, to be able to also hear from the other room with the door left wisely (and emphatically) open. That night I
in 14 (quattordici!) travagoliare and to give birth. 3 (tre!) midwives. 2 (due!) emerging from a second night shift.

the morning after the new mother, the volume attached to your monitor with a ball, a midwife will tell of our good and tired Marisa:
who left for two hours alone attacked the monitor, open door.
That crap has only to ask if he wanted to analgesia.
And that's when the baby was about to be born, it seemed just got out of bed as if he did not care about what was going on.

Perhaps - Marisa complains - in situations of overcrowding and lack of organic Panza, the doula can be a guarantee of satisfaction. At least for those with money to pay for his services, I might add.

Maybe if the new mother was really aware of the comatose state of Public Health, directing his ire hurtful to others and not to our heroic Marisa.

As we remember our good Vito (gynecologist), citing our good Clint Eastwood: "If what want is a guarantee , bought a toaster. " O paid a doula. Or make a one-minute silent protest with our tired and disheveled Marisa.

Marisa
far as I can see, in Italy, the practices applied to the new age anscita "attccano" on a ground of lack of attention to the woman, the baby etc..
short snap to bad real experiences that we give, with great generosity, many H Italians in the hands of midwives and doctors. As is often the case that we do not have direct contact with a woman who shares the results from the third world, the thought that, despite the ill-treatment, at least protects you from macrocasini assistance, no.

Sorry but I have just completed a tour de force of shifts in which even in my civilized H, there are women who have had a bad experience in childbirth. One, I admit, my fault: there was a beastly mess, she was a physiological, I stuck to the monitor, I asked her if she wanted an epidural, he said no, he preferred without. It was already about 7 cm toiling well, I have avoided committing the panestesista for her, I dumped alone with her husband, half-open door to hear the beat I put the monitor at full volume. The beat always ok, no complaints heard. I threw in my head every fifteen minutes, telling her to check the route automatically: "come va signora? se ha bisogno chiami" pregando che non chiamasse.

L'altra notte tra hanno partorito in 14 (quattordici!): nessuna possibilità di chiamare colleghe perchè "erano tutte fisiologiche"; medici di guardia nuovi e un po' scioccati dal volume di lavoro, tre ostetriche stremate (2 su 3 alla seconda notte consecuitiva per coprire due malattie). La mattiona dopo ha detto di me alla mia collega con cui aveva fatto il corso preparto "Mi ha lascita per due ore da sola attaccata la monitor, porta aperta, mi ha cagato solo per chiedermi se volevo l'analgesia e quando stava per nascere, sembrava appena alzata dal letto e che non gliene fregasse niente di quello che stava succedendo."

Certo avrei dovuto spiegarle che era un brutto momento, che erano in metà di mille, che ero alla mia seconda notte consecutiva ...
se al prossimo parto si porta la doula che dire ... ha ragione, e io, normalmente contraria alle doule, credo che se ci fosse stata mi sarei sentita meglio anch'io. Sono andata a casa amareggiata e con un sottile senso di colpa.

Scusate l'amarezza, ma la realtà è anche questa, e ... fallo capire che sin che non si attiva un sistema di reperibilità acnhe sull'assistenza ostetrica capitano non così di rado situazioni come questa, come quella che descriveva Marta ecc.
And the followers of new age soaring ...