Wednesday, June 03, 2026

Why zebras don't get ulcers

Over the past week, I've been reading this very interesting (for me) book. In order not to misrepresent the author, I'm going to quote some paragraphs from the opening chapter.

For animals like zebras, the most upsetting things in life are acute physical crises. You are that zebra, a lion has just leapt out and ripped your stomach open, you’ve managed to get away, and now you have to spend the next hour evading the lion as it continues to stalk you. Or, perhaps just as stressfully, you are that lion, half-starved, and you had better be able to sprint across the savanna at top speed and grab something to eat or you won’t survive. These are extremely stressful events, and they demand immediate physiological adaptations if you are going to live. Your body’s responses are brilliantly adapted for handling this sort of emergency.

The half of the autonomic nervous system that is turned on is called the sympathetic nervous system. Originating in the brain, sympathetic projections exit your spine and branch out to nearly every organ, every blood vessel, and every sweat gland in your body. They even project to the scads of tiny little muscles attached to hairs on your body. If you are truly terrified by something and activate those projections, your hair stands on end; gooseflesh results when the parts of your body are activated where those muscles exist but lack hairs attached to them. The sympathetic nervous system kicks into action during emergencies, or what you think are emergencies. It helps mediate vigilance, arousal, activation, mobilization. To generations of first-year medical students, it is described through the obligatory lame joke about the sympathetic nervous system mediating the four F’s of behavior—flight, fight, fright, and sex. It is the archetypal system that is turned on at times when life gets exciting or alarming, such as during stress. The nerve endings of this system release adrenaline. When someone jumps out from behind a door and startles you, it’s your sympathetic nervous system releasing adrenaline that causes your stomach to clutch.

The other half of the autonomic nervous system plays an opposing role. This parasympathetic component mediates calm, vegetative activities—everything but the four F’s. Sprint for your life across the savanna, gasping and trying to control the panic, and you’ve turned the parasympathetic component down. Thus, the autonomic system works in opposition: sympathetic and parasympathetic projections from the brain course their way out to a particular organ where, when activated, they bring about opposite results. The sympathetic system speeds up the heart; the parasympathetic system slows it down.

Another important class of hormones in the response to stress are called glucocorticoids. 

The body synthesizes these glucocorticoids, but we can also be given synthetic glucocorticoids, a good example being Prednisone that is a potent synthetic corticosteroid used to quickly reduce inflammation, suppress an overactive immune system, or replace natural cortisol. It is prescribed for a wide variety of conditions, including severe allergies, asthma, arthritis, and autoimmune diseases like lupus. 

The neurologist1gave me a referral for a head CT, using a contrast dye. In Israel (and probably elsewhere), someone who has a bad reaction to such dyes is considered to be allergic to Iodine, although this is not accurate as iodine is a required micronutient for the thyroid gland. Reactions to intravenous X-ray/CT contrast media are typically caused by the physical properties (e.g., hyperosmolarity) of the solution itself, not the iodine it contains. I am not sure whether I am 'allergic to Iodine'; it is written in my medical history and so everyone has to be careful. I underwent a procedure some 40 years ago to do with my kidneys and had a bad reaction to the 'iodine' although whether that is considered to be severe enough to be an allergy is uncertain. I have an appointment with an allergy doctor in August to settle this once and forever.

The connection between this scan (which was done yesterday) and the glucocorticoids is that I had to undergo a 'preparation protocol' that involved taking prednisone three times at various hours of the day along with another medicine an hour before the test. Everyone at the hospital checked that I had taken the medicines although obviously they had to rely on my answer. 

I am going to go into detail about what I felt from the scan onwards, primarily so that I will have it documented. During the test itself, the only abnormal thing that I felt was as if part of my testicles had been lowered into warm water; the rest of the body felt fine. My hands were shaking slightly but that's something that I've noticed over the past few weeks. After I got home, I took the dog for a walk then had a light supper. I felt slightly warm but I thought that this was due to walking the dog. By the time I came to measure my blood pressure at 9 pm, I was surprised to see that it was high (relatively for me) at 125/82 with a pulse of 102. For comparison, the readings on Sunday evening were 103/78 and pulse 77. When I got into bed, I felt quite warm, despite the air conditioner, and slept for some time uncovered.

Obviously the prednisone had activated the sympathetic nervous system, and the iodine was having its effect.

Going back to zebras and why they don't have ulcers: humans have both external sources of stress and internal souces, or psychological stresses. Unfortunately, the body can't distinguish between the two sources and so the sympathetic nervous system gets unnecessarily mobilised, moving blood to our arms and legs and taking it away from other areas of the body. One familiar source of psychological stress is how much control we feel we have over our lives, otherwise known as locus of control. Those with a low locus of control have more stress than those with a high locus. 

My job affords me with a very high locus of control, but I remember that when I was in the army (compulsory service and reserve duty) I had a very low locus, and I used to say that if something were about to happen and I could think of two alternatives, the army would always choose a third option which would be worse than anything that I could think of. 

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Saturday, May 23, 2026

2026 swimming

As I wrote1 last year, as usual, the swimming pool opened at the time of the Harvest festival (known as Whitsun to our Christian friends); this seems to be the earliest date for some time as normally the pool doesn't open until June. For the first two days, the pool opened at 10 am, which is an inconvenient time for me, but today, there was health swimming at 8:30 am, which is much better for me (actually I would have preferred even half an hour earlier). 

Several months earlier, probably after the removal of yet another growth, I considered how I can minimise my exposure to the sun. When I'm swimming, my back is exposed and I've had quite a few growths removed from there. The answer was a Quick-Dry Swim Shirt Short Sleeve that I ordered from Temu about six months ago. I hadn't tried wearing this shirt until this morning so there was a slight worry that it might not fit, but the size was fine. As opposed to the sort of swimming shirt that I would wear 20 years ago that would flap around in the water and slow me down, this one fit snugly (without being too tight) so it was as if it wasn't there. I should note that the colours in the accompanying photograph have been manipulated; the original was too dark.

By 8:30 am, I was at the swimming pool, alone; the lifeguard opened the gate and I went in. I suspected that the water would be cold but I didn't expect it to be so cold! The first step down the ladder where I'm standing had the water cover my ankles; I waited a minute or so to acclimatise. Then another step down the ladder and my calves froze up. One more step and my thighs were covered; then I let go and floated for a bit. The water was freezing! Of course, I paid less attention to the cold once I started swimming. My body remembered was it was supposed to do and the only ache came from my neck (normally my left arm starts aching after a few lengths).

I swam two lengths, had a short rest. swam another two lengths and a rest, etc. In total I swam 10 lengths. That was enough for this year's debut performance. I should note that I was the only swimmer in the pool; my normal pool-opening companions were strangely absent. I sent a WhatsApp message to one of them and received an answer a minute ago: she was at her brother in law's flat in Tel Aviv. She also suffered from the cold when she was in the pool (I don't know when). Two people turned up only as I was preparing to leave and they too were surprised that I had been the only swimmer.

I had dug out my bone conducting headphones2 a few days ago and fully charged them in preparation. The set list for today was two of my songs, 'Night scented stock' by Kate Bush, 'Katie's been gone' by The Band, and 'Stormbringer' by John Martyn. Another song might have started just as I finished but I don't recall. I often find it hard to recognise the songs at first because they play in a completely random order. 

I've been suffering quite a bit from stomach problems over the past few months and there have been the odd hint about them here. As a result, I abandoned my time restricted eating, as I found that eating something in the early evening helped with the aches. I saw a gastro-enterologist about six weeks ago who ordered a gastroscopy; this didn't reveal anything interesting, although a polyp was removed and sent for biopsy. I saw the GE doctor again who wasn't impressed by any of the possible findings of the gastroscopy. The one strong recommendation that he made was that I should double the dosage of omepradex; I always thought that this worked like paracetamol - the effect of each pill would wear off after some hours - but apparently not. I can definitely say that the days when I have 'gastric distress' are becoming fewer, and when they do occur, they are much milder than some of the bad days that I had before. All this is to say that I will be able to resume time restricted eating on the days when I go swimming - and this year I intend to swim frequently. Last year, time restricted eating helped reduce my weight and I don't eat on pool mornings until after swimming.

On the other hand, the new prophylactic medication Depalept3 that I have been taking to prevent migraines has worked well in that respect but seems to have caused my weight to balloon, although this may be water retention as my wife says that I don't look any worse. The medication has also had a very interesting effect on my sleep apnea: the central sleep apnea have almost completely disappeared (I didn't have even one such event in the past week) and obstructive apnea have also almost completely disappeared - two in the past week. Whatever the CPAP measures as deep sleep has also been affected: whereas this used to be in the range 0 - 20 minutes a night, now it's 50 - 120 a night. I shall mention these side effects to the neurologist in the follow-up appointment next month.

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