You’ve got a friend

My cousin (thanks a bunch!) sent me the links to a some extraordinary “sand art” videos. I was so mesmerized that, even though I am in the middle of a serious bit of research right now, I paused to watch four of these magical performances, including “Ocean.” Wow. 

Start with these two: http://tinyurl.com/afny3g and http://tinyurl.com/q3lqaq.

Oh, by the way, I finally went to Careggi Hospital at the break of dawn this morning to hand in my 24-hour urine samples and have my blood tests done. Yay! Even though by the time I arrived there were already 50 people in front of me (!), the whole shebang took less than two hours…not bad at all. I should have my results in early June (I am having them mailed to my house, so it is impossible to know when exactly they will arrive). Good or bad, I will post the most significant ones, as is my wont. Today I am going to stop taking feverfew (I am down to my last five feverfew pills, anyway!). Until I decide what my next experiment will be, I will continue to take curcumin capsules (8 grams/day), quercetin (1 gram/day) and fish oil (4 grams a day).

Curcumin and cachexia

Today, while doing research on something different, I came across an abstract (see: http://tinyurl.com/q5rlu3) that may be of interest to some of you.

 

Cachexia is a syndrome that unfortunately affects about 50% of cancer patients and, in general, people with chronic diseases such as AIDS or COPD. Symptoms are: progressive weight loss, muscle atrophy, fatigue, anemia, weakness and loss of appetite. The body basically stops absorbing nutrients. No matter how much you eat. From the little I read just now, this condition cannot be easily reversed…

 

Well, things may soon change. According to this recent study, in fact, curcumin didn’t just prevent weight loss in mice with colon tumours but also—in higher doses— resulted in approximately 25 % (P < 0.05) weight gain as compared with the placebo-treated animals. Holy cats!

 

In other words, curcumin prevented AND was even able to reverse cachexia. Another feather in curcumin’s impressive (and, by now, very large!) cap…

Oasi Stagni di Focognano

Yesterday my computer decided it needed a rest and refused even to boot…unfortunately Stefano couldn’t fix it until today…which reminds me how lucky I am to be married to a computer genius…oh, and speaking of being married to a genius (not just in the field of computers, by the way) and whatnot, yesterday was our 10th wedding anniversary. WOW! 10 years…already…

I have to say, though, that we were so tired last night that we didn’t do anything much out of the ordinary…but since cimg_0108heesecake is one of Stefano’s favourite sweets, day before yesterday I prepared a scrumptious New York style cheesecake, and last night we brought pizzas home for dinner (I usually make my own pizza with herbs…but not on my anniversary!).

Then, this morning, while my computer was mulling things over (Stefano launched a “get-your-act-together-or-else!” program that needed to run for hours), we went to a WWF oasis right outside of Florence, in the municipality of Campi Bisenzio: Oasi Stagni di Focognano. It’s a swampy area that hosts quite a variety of migrating bird species at different times of the year. Who would have thought…so close to Florence…! See: http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oasi_di_Focognano (in Italian)img_0059

We were quite lucky this morning. We saw and took photos of white herons, black-winged stilts (in Italian, they have a nobler name: cavalieri d’Italia, or Italian knights), grey herons (aironi cenerino), common coots (folaghe) and great crested grebes (svassi). We actually spotted more birds, but these are the main ones.

Apparently, though, the best time of year to visit the oasis is in the autumn and the early spring. When bimg_0140irds are migrating, of course. Last fall we were told that a few storks landed in the main lake, and as late as last week a kingfisher (martin pescatore) was spotted. Too bad we missed it! So this morning Stefano and I registered at the oasis as “photographers,” which means that next time we won’t need to be accompanied by a guide but can go off on our own and stay as long as we want. Excellent.

These are some of the photos I took. Stefano’s photos are much better (he has a BIG camera with a super-long lens), but he is still looking through them, and I didn’t want to wait…oops, it’s late, time for dinner…and, uhm, for some more cheesecake! Ciao!

Ciao, G.

Yesterday morning I was just about to leave the house to go to work when I received the news that Stefano’s cousin’s husband, G., had passed away the previous night. His death did not come as a surprise. When he was admitted to the hospital last week, in fact, the doctors told him that there was nothing more that could be done…that he was dying. We all knew it was a matter of days, perhaps hours.

You see, G. found out in late January that he had pancreatic cancer. By that time, the blasted cancer had metastasized and spread to other organs.

Well, Stefano and I have just returned to Florence, after attending G.’s funeral in southern Italy late yesterday afternoon.

Eh, I cannot write about this right now. Too many emotions…sorrow, anger (=of the “life is so bloody unfair” type), shock, exhaustion, distress…

G. was only 42 years old…father of a three-year-old boy…

That time of year again…

Ah yes, it’s that time of year: the dreaded SPRING CLEANING! spring_cleaning1For the past few days (it was a long holiday weekend in Italy), Stefano and I have been cleaning the house and rearranging things. From early morning until dinnertime. We have also begun the yearly chore of weeding and cleaning up our organic garden. Every muscle in my body aches, even muscles that I didn’t know existed…but we are pleased with the results (so far…we aren’t done yet!), and that’s what counts. Anyway, I have had almost no time to check my e-mail and even less time to do any research…oh well.

A friend (thanks!) sent me a link to an interesting BBC Science article (mainly) on the dancing cockatoo that I posted about not too long ago. Watching this bird bob up and down cracks me up every time: http://tinyurl.com/d7ocql

Okay, I’d better get back to my cleaning (sigh), then I have my classes to prepare for tomorrow. Ciao!

Curcumin beats chemoresistance and helps thalidomide and bortezomib fight myeloma

A new study, carried out by a group of MD Anderson researchers and published this month in “Molecular Cancer Therapeutics” (see abstract: http://tinyurl.com/c2hlfx) confirms what we already knew about curcumin’s synergy with bortezomib.*

 

The researchers performed experiments on myeloma cells and also on nude mice. Now, since I frequently read about “nude mice,” some time ago I gathered the courage to do a bit of research… almost wish I hadn’t!…at any rate, these mice are simply hairless (hence their nickname “nude”), not in need of a new set of clothes. Most importantly, though, due to a genetic mutation, they are born without a thymus and thus have an inhibited immune system, which means that they are not able to reject tissue or tumour grafts (they also have little or no defence against viruses and all sorts of nasty stuff, poor dears). Therein lies their usefulness.

 

Now, let me state that, after reading about nude mice, not to speak of other lab animals!, I finally stopped regretting that I didn’t choose science as my major in college and grad school. Ah yes, I’d have been the crazy student taking all the nude mice home, wrapping them in warm shawls and keeping them as pets…hmmm, something tells me that my brilliant scientific career wouldn’t have lasted very long…

 

Okay, now that that is all cleared up, and I have admitted publicly to how silly I am, let’s proceed. An important result of this new study is that curcumin inhibited the proliferation of human multiple myeloma cells regardless of their sensitivity to dexamethasone, doxorubicin, or melphalan. The wonderful orange powder also helped bortezomib and thalidomide kill myeloma cells by reducing NF-kappaB’s incessant hyperactivity (=a bad BAD thing!), which also affected the gene products under its control (cyclin D1, etc.).

 

Going on to the full study, now (grazieeee, Sherlock!). After a paragraph dealing with the usual dire myeloma statistics, blablabla, we find out that the researchers used C3 Complex, the curcumin that I (and many others) take. Good to know.

 

And then we get to the actual experiment, which I will try to summarize. The nude mice were divided into four groups: 1. the control group, which was treated just with corn oil and saline; 2. the curcumin alone group (1 gram of curcumin per kilogram…holy cats, that seems like a LOT! Ah no, wait, see my footnote**); 3. the bortezomib alone group, and 4. the curcumin and bortezomib combo group.

 

25 days after the treatment start date, the mice were killed, and their tumours examined. Skipping the long and detailed explanation of how this process was carried out, let’s get to the results. Compared with the other three groups, the biggest tumours were in the control group, as to be expected. There was instead a significant decrease in tumour volume in both the curcumin and bortezomib groups, i.e., 2 and 3. But in group 4, the combo group, the tumours were even smaller: When examined for tumor volume on different days, we found that curcumin + bortezomib combination was much more effective in reducing the tumor volume compared with either agent alone.

 

As for thalidomide, the researchers used myeloma cells treated with curcumin in combination either with bortezomib or thalidomide and found that Curcumin potentiated the apoptotic effect of bortezomib from 25% to 85% and thalidomide from 10% to 75%. Not bad at all…

 

Another interesting titbit, for those who remember my PARP cleavage post: When we examined the poly(ADP-ribose) polymerase cleavage, which indicates caspase-3 activation, a well-known characteristic of apoptosis, we found that curcumin potentiated the effect of bortezomib and thalidomide. In this particular case, curcumin worked better with thalidomide.

 

Now for the Discussion part: First, cells resistant to chemotherapeutic agents have been shown to express increased activation of NF-kB and suppression of this NF-kB can sensitize the cells to the drug. Second, multiple myeloma cells and mantel cell lymphoma are known to express constitutive active NF-kB that is resistant to bortezomib. Fairly clear, no?

 

Then we get to an interesting titbit concerning CRP: C-reactive protein, whose expression is regulated by NF-kB, has been shown to enhance the proliferation of myeloma cells and protect myeloma cells from chemotherapy-induced apoptosis both in vitro and in vivo. Among other things, CRP also increases the production of IL-6 with which it works synergistically to protect myeloma cells from chemotherapy-induced apoptosis. Bad stuff…!

 

Other proteins that help myeloma cells become resistant to the attacks of chemo drugs are cyclin D1, the members of the infamous Bcl family and survivin. I have posted about all of these buggers. At any rate, the study confirms that curcumin down-regulates all of them…as we already knew from previous posts.

 

Like curcumin, bortezomib inhibits the activation of NF-kappaB, but through different mechanisms. As follows: Bortezomib inhibits the proteasome, resulting in the accumulation of IkBa, whereas curcumin prevents IkB phosphorylation, thus blocking its subsequent ubiquitination and degradation through suppression of upstream kinase IKK. Thus, these different mechanisms of NF-kB suppression provide the rationale for combining these agents to effectively inhibit NF-kB activation. Now, even if we don’t understand the meaning of all this, what is clear is that curcumin and bortezomib attack myeloma cells and reduce NF-kB activity in different ways. And that is exactly why, when combined, they work better than when they are used alone.

 

Another useful characteristic of curcumin: it can help alleviate fatigue and peripheral neuropathy, which are common side effects of the conventional chemo drugs used to treat myeloma. Indeed, the study states that these effects can be REVERSED by curcumin. No comment needed here, methinks…

 

The study ends with a very strong statement: In conclusion, the chemoresistance remains a major challenge in the treatment of patients with multiple myeloma as well as other cancers. Multiple myeloma patients who have relapsed after conventional dose chemotherapy or stem cell transplantation are typically treated with high-dose corticosteroids, thalidomide, or bortezomib. However, a large number of these patients do not respond to treatment with these agents. Moreover, prolonged exposure leads to the development of resistance and toxicity, and progression-free and overall survival times for multiple myeloma patients are short. The ability of curcumin to suppress NF-kB activation, down-regulate the expression of cyclin D1 and Bcl-xL, inhibit cell proliferation, potentiate the effects of bortezomib and thalidomide, and overcome chemoresistance provides a sound basis for conducting clinical trials with curcumin, alone or in combination with other agents, to enhance treatment efficacy, reduce toxicity, and overcome chemoresistance of relapsed or refractory multiple myeloma.

 

*Probably based on the fact that I mention chemo treatments from time to time, especially bortezomib (Velcade), more than a few readers have asked me if I have ever had any conventional treatments. The answer is no. For more on that, please see “My Discovery of Curcumin” page, which, er, needs some updating, for instance I have been taking curcumin for more than three years now, not just two…but anyway, the basic info is there.

 

**When I first saw that 1 g/kg (or 1000 mg/kg) of curcumin was the daily dose administered to the nude mice in group 2 and 4, I thought that that would translate into a massive amount of curcumin for humans. But then I vaguely recalled that there were differences between mice and humans, other than the, uhm, rather obvious ones. And I remembered that there was a way to convert doses from mice to humans. A bit of research led me to a 2008 study (http://tinyurl.com/cv6opy) dealing with this very topic and providing, yay!, the converting formula. So, unless my math is even worse than I thought (!), based on this formula and a 60 kg human being, 1000 mg/kg x 3 = 3000; 3000 : 37 = 81 x 60 = 4860 mg/daily dose. That means: less than 5 grams of curcumin a day in human terms. So for the past three years plus I have been taking a larger dose of curcumin than was used in this study. Interesting. And finally, an appeal to all my blog-reading math whizzes: would you mind checking my calculations? Thanks! It just seems way too simple, that’s all…

The “swine” flu virus

Today I would like to comment on what is going on in Mexico and, by now, several other countries, including Spain, the UK and Germany. I am concerned mainly about my family in the U.S. and my buddy Sherlock and her husband (currently in southern California), but my thoughts are also with those of you who live in the affected areas.

 

According to the reports I have read, the main symptoms of this new strain of the influenza virus are: coughing, sore throat, aches, fever, chills, general malaise and then, after about a week, respiratory problems. Can we take any precautions? Sure we can. Let’s have a look at a few of the standard flu season recommendations (sorry if I forget anything)…

 

Flu viruses can survive up to two hours (or even more!) on surfaces such as doorknobs, countertops, phones, toys, shopping cart handles and computer keyboards. I read that these dangerous buggers live longer on plastic, metal or wood surfaces (i.e., non porous) than they do on fabrics, skin or paper. Based on that bit of information, here is a suggestion list:

  • avoid shaking hands with people.
  • don’t cough or sneeze into your hands (never!) but rather onto your sleeve.
  • never touch your eyes, nose or mouth unless you have washed your hands. Speaking of which…
  • the most important thing is to wash your hands thoroughly and frequently, especially after returning home from an errand or whatnot.

Some time ago, I read a very useful suggestion posted by a myeloma list member: as you wash your hands, sing “Happy Birthday” to yourself. That silly little song lasts exactly the amount of time recommended for a thorough hand-washing. I have been using this technique for quite some time, now, regardless of the season: “Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday dear meeeee, Happy Birthday to meeee, and Many moreeeeee.” Depending on my mood, I sing it (to myself) in Italian, too…since the language is irrelevant, of course.

 

Italy is not an at-risk country (thus far), so I am not concerned for myself or Stefano. Hmmm, a thought just occurred to me…I haven’t had any tests now in about six months and am finally running out of my feverfew pill supply. For the past several weeks I had been planning to go up to the hospital for my tests…but every time I decided on a particular day, something happened, and I had to postpone. Well, I guess I had better go have my tests done before the virus reaches Italy (as it may or may not). Okay, off to the hospital next week. I will wear a mask…just to be on the safe side.

In conclusion, all I can say to all of you who are currently in areas at risk is: please be careful, stay informed (see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2009_swine_flu_outbreak), wash your hands, laugh to enhance your immunity and, above all, please stay well!

Alopecia update

Well, we stood our ground for 48 hours, which isn’t bad, all things considered. But last night we surrendered and took the bothersome Elizabethan collar off. Why? Because Priscilla had turned into a terrified tiny larva. She was so frightened of bumping into things that she refused to get off our bed, which meant that we had to carry her downstairs for meals and even to use the cat litter…by the way, she peed all over our feather duvet on Saturday. Lovely.

 

Carrying a kitty around sounds simple enough. But Priscilla is part tiger. Whenever we picked her up, she would growl and hiss, then hold on to our necks for dear life with her sharp little claws embedded in our flesh (OUCH!).

 

Then, yesterday afternoon, Stefano tried to pick her up to take the feline larva downstairs for a bite to eat, and she scratched his neck. Fiercely. Drew blood. A scene out of Rudi’s “how to give a pill” comment. I wonder if any of Stefano’s colleagues at work will make a smart aleck remark about those scratches today. Eh.

 

So yesterday evening we carefully checked out the spot on her tummy, and it looked okay. Concerned that we wouldn’t be able to pick up the ferocious beast anymore and that, as a result, she would starve to death, die of thirst AND pee all over our duvet (I am joking here, naturellement, we would never let that happen!), we decided to unhook her.

 

Funny thing is, even after being released from the torture device, she wouldn’t budge from our bed. We called and cooed to her, but she didn’t come down for dinner with the others. So I took a bowl of food upstairs and showed it to her at a distance (she was starving by then). Step by step, going backwards, I managed to coax her slowly downstairs. Once she realized that she wasn’t ramming into the furniture and walls anymore, she was fine.

 

She slept by my feet or perched precariously on my shoulder (…) all night and then, just before dawn, thrust her purring face into mine, demanding attention. Life seems to be back to normal…so I hope! I have to say that we have noticed her licking that pink hairless spot on her tummy (now that she can reach it…). Of course, we discourage that. But we aren’t with her all the time, of course…oh well.

 

At any rate, one thing is for sure: no more e-collar. Ever.

P.S. Our cats are housecats. So Priscilla’s alopecia was not caused by parasites or fleas. Just to make sure, though, our vet checked her over carefully on Friday…found nothing.

Alopecia

I was up for hours last night with my 4-year-old kitty, Priscilla. I am exhausted. So is she.

 

This is what happened: a couple of afternoons ago, Priscilla was sleeping on our bed with a couple of our other cats. As usual. When I walked into the room at one point, she turned over on her back and stretched out…and I stopped for a second to scratch her tummy. Almost immediately I noticed an area that had no hair on it. A hairless pink spot. YIKES! I called the vet immediately and made an appointment for the following day (=yesterday).

 

I will shorten this long story: the vet reassured us that she is healthy as can be and that what she has is probably something called psychogenic alopecia. This is an obsessive compulsive disorder, which has roots in anxiety, boredom or stress. I thought only people got OCD. Well, you always learn something new…  

  

Priscilla has always been a peculiar little cat–a bit wild but also very affectionate. Throughout the years, she has exhibited small signs of obsessive behaviour that I ascribed to her childhood traumas, about which I wrote a post some time ago. But alopecia? Stefano and I (and my parents, who have a huge soft spot for Priscilla) were completely taken aback. And no, we haven’t made any recent changes in the household, no new cats, blablabla. We simply can’t explain this… 

 

At any rate, the vet prescribed an Elizabethan collar (this horrible contraption prevents her from licking the sore spot on her tummy) and an antibiotic…now, have you ever given an antibiotic to a fierce tiger in the wild? Well, that’s what we are going to do in about a half hour. In fact, I asked the vet yesterday if I could wear the e-collar and take the antibiotic instead of Priscilla, but apparently it doesn’t work that way. Sigh.

 

The e-collar, as predicted, drove and drives her nuts. I have never seen a more upset cat in my life. By 5 am I had had enough. I just couldn’t bear to watch her dashing around the house, bumping into things, trembling, panting, trying to hide and so on…and almost took the bloody thing off. But no, the vet had told us to be strong. And so did my cousin, to whom I turned for help early this morning. (Like yours truly, he adores cats. Unlike yours truly, he has heaps of experience with pill-giving, e-collars and so on.)

 

So, okay, we are being strong. Not easy, I tell ya! But, after my restless night (I should note that while I was up and down the stairs following a very noisy and distraught Priscilla, Stefano was fast asleep…no comment…!), in mid morning, when Priscilla calmed down a bit and I finally went back to bed, Stefano managed to give her a bite to eat and some water. Such a relief.

Anyway, if I don’t post much in the next few days or answer your e-mails, at least you know that I am either trying to console my unhappy cat or giving her a pill. Ma porca miseria, questa non ci voleva!

Update: I had no problem giving Priscilla the antibiotic just now. I crunched it up and mixed it with a dab of the fur ball remover gunk that all my cats adore (with the exception of Puzzola, our eldest). She licked my finger clean. Phew!