Was just reading about human evolution -- we had ancestors with super-efficient livers that were much better about counteracting poisons and making enzymes. With the start of agriculture and a much more limited (and tasty! and convenient! and civilization-inducing) diet, the genes for that started to fall by the wayside.
The upshot of this evolutionary change is that random liver/metabolic enzymes show up in some people and not in others, which makes certain kinds of drugs a crapshoot. Same dose that does a perfect job on one person could be an overdose for another, or because of a very efficient liver never reaches clinical levels in the blood.
It's surprising more doctors don't drink.
That is super interesting, Theo.
Home from Happy Hour. A successful experiment, I think.
I think more doctors do drink! And drugs are totally a crapshoot in many many ways.
OK, the good news is, I was able to shove my sofa out of the way of where the new one will go. That is a problem I don't have to worry about tomorrow!
Yay for problems you can shove out of the way!
Best kind of problems. Maybe better than no problems. Maybe.
This week was so busy, I wish I had the weekend to spend in a cabin somewhere, with books and ice cream. Something on a lake would be nice.
I might have to add tea, crusty bread, and brie to the list of essentials, though.
I had the neighbors over for "sorry about the layoff" drinks and old school Godzilla movies. It made for a pretty good end to the week.
I suspect my liver is not super efficient. Or maybe rose plus homemade schnapps would challenge our ancestors, too.
Thanks for all the kind thoughts and wishes for Elliot. I was able to toast his passing with some friends at dinner, tonight. I chose a beer named Gumballhead, after a comic book cat. While Elliot probably had more dignity than a comic book cat, it just felt right. I'm still sad, but I'm more at peace.
eta: Calli, it sounds like we've both got really good friends.
