Showing posts with label climate change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label climate change. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Cottonmouths in Ohio

I briefly mentioned how my sister was recently bitten by, and is recovering from a cottonmouth bite. In case you don't know, cottonmouths are otherwise known as water mocassins, and they're not at all common to Ohio. Along with many other changes to southwestern Ohio's ecosystem over the past decade or so, they are now a not-so-common factor. You can now see the snake that bit my sister in the Cincinnati Zoo. It is being kept to milk its antivenom. Only two hospitals in the area previously kept it but now it's marked as a necessity to keep in stock.

It's likely that someone might have owned it in this area illegally, but it was found newly hatched in the basement of a newly purchased home where three young girls would be living. It is also a water snake and this happened in the winter, where the closest water source was a swimming pool that wasn't being used. It's just as likely that their territory is expanding this far north these days. 

Bedbugs didn't use to be a thing in Ohio until a few short years ago either. The most famous incident of eco disaster in Ohio was the introduction of bull weevils to the Dutch Elm tree, a tree with no natural predators that, once exposed to this insect, went completely extinct. While long term effects of extinction effects are not always immediately disastrous, it's usually in our best interest as humans to preserve the ecosystems we share with other life forms. Some ecosystems are spread out in abundance but there are just as many flora and fauna that have stricter requirements. You don't have to be an outright tree hugger to understand that ecosystem preservation determines how clean our air is, how abundant or present our food and water sources are and, yes, even what exists for us to just enjoy looking at. Most of us don't need to be told that even pretty flowers sustain bees, which are crucial in the fertilization of food crops, even if you are among those who think honey farming isn't cruelty-free.

Going back to the cottonmouth issue though, my sister was able to be treated adequately and she won't lose the finger. What happened to her also means that cottonmouth antivenom will be more accessible. Regardless of how that snake got here, it is a venomous snake that can be instantly fatal to young children and still very risky to adults. My sister was on careful watch, not just for the necrosis of the residual venom, but the risk of a stroke or heart attack. Snake venom rather quickly causes clots, but thinning the blood is equally dangerous because you can accelerate the spread of any active venom that could cause necrosis or paralysis. Paralysis in a vital organ is, of course, high on the list of what you want to avoid.

She was bitten in early February. The first few days she was kept in the hospital. After that, she needed daily blood tests for the next couple weeks and had to see a hand specialist to monitor whether they could save it. Any sign of infection or advanced necrosis was monitored. A few weeks after the bite, chunks of dead skin began to fall away and the tendon was exposed. They could still save the finger, but they had to take a skin graft from her wrist and fuse the finger to the one beside it, let it help the other circulate and heal. After a couple more weeks, they once more separated the fingers. Obviously, there is some nerve damage and muscle atrophy but she is able to move them somewhat and the therapy is ongoing.

It's important to note that her healing could have gone so well for two factors: she has severe psoriasis, which means she always has an excess of white blood cells, and self-care measures. She heals faster than most people and that includes common colds. However, the second factor is that she wasn't too squeamish to self-monitor and clean them. She was told she could leave them alone but it's better that she did not. I did help her the first couple of days she was home, but she learned to dress her own wounds. Doing so meant that she could describe any concerns with a doctor immediately and adjust accordingly.

I'm not saying you need to start panicking, but climate change is a fact and you should always be aware that uncommon doesn't mean you can be complacent. Wildlife isn't secluded to rural or wild areas. I was on my friend's porch in a rather busy suburb when someone pointed out I was standing inches from a brown recluse spider. At the time, those were rarely farther north than Kentucky as well.

As unpleasant as spiders and snakes might seem, they are active in controlling other undesirable population problems with rodents and insects like mosquitos. It's very fortunate that they were able to preserve the snake that bit my sister, to be able to use its venom in any other possible incident in this area.

I'd also like to note that cottonmouths are not highly aggressive. As a kid, I was told that most attacks are a last resort or caused when they are surprised. Being noisy or in constant motion when swimming in creeks was actually encouraged because most small predators are looking for much easier prey. Scooting your feet along the bottom when walking in any water source sends vibrations that also wake or warn off any nearby creatures. Using their venom leaves them vulnerable and it can take days or weeks for them to gain potency again. So again, it's in their best interest to escape whenever possible.

Friday, November 16, 2018

Winter Wonder What Now?

Positive posts on FB are why I still bother with social media. Rainbows, clouds that look like dragons and middle fingers, hilarious animal videos and the wit of my many friends. I don't even hate that when weather hits people clamor to show pictures of the destruction and look for each other and scramble to make sure their animals are comfortable. Like books, the less the posts are attempting to influence or call for sympathy, the more likely I am to allow myself to find those depths for myself.

But this post is about weather. Shit's ridiculous here and in many other places besides. These aren't old gripes but rather new for the Cincinnati I've spent a good chunk of my life in. The trees around here have no idea when to cycle, the bugs multiple in huge numbers and take over when the cold would have taken care of it-- it's unnatural chaos in nature. 

This spring, there were several damning false starts. Flower bulbs shot up almost immediately at the first sign of melt then stopped again. The trees didn't even try. Until they did, suddenly, and we had some of the worst cases of asthma, respiratory distress, the pollen and mold counts were insane. Just tree sperm everywhere and well beyond the usual spring cycle, into summer. It was actually a milder summer than usual and one without the drought of the year before that turned everything shriveled and brown. There was plenty of rain and yet, the tomatoes just didn't grow in abundance. I still pine for the summer like the one where there more tomatoes than we and the thieving squirrels could handle.

Fall? What's fall? We had about two weeks that felt like it. Leaves finally started turning colors and the nights were good for bonfires. Yet there were and are still a lot of green on the trees.

Then winter happened.

Kind of. Not really. We got snain, what the boys and I call the combo of fat snow flakes and rain. We woke up yesterday, at first admiring the fingers of ice dangling everywhere, not really paying much attention to the big downed branch in the front yard that came down while we slept.

We heard a loud crack, what sounded like someone loudly and poorly opening a bag of potato chips and saw another rather large branch come down. I went outside to look and immediately noticed that every tree still burgeoning with still green leaves looked at least ten feet short, drooping with the sheer weight of ice that coated every branch, stem and leaf. I told the boys we'd get a better look when we went outside to go to school and nearly every fifteen minutes another branch went down.

Reports all over the area reported down branches and even huge trunks, split under the weight of weather that trees here just hadn't evolved to handle. Power lines as well. People started to post about not having power, some getting it back after hours, some going on a day or more. We worried about it too. A couple of branches rest right over our power lines and if the rain had kept coating everything where it froze, we'd be among them.

I was already devising a way to keep my tropical fish alive if it came to it. Luckily, our house still gets hot water and the stove still works when the power is out.

Until the tree gets taken down, I can't say I'm not thinking about the what-ifs. All the same, nature used to be an adaptive cycle that wavered but always managed to balance out. These years have been anything but.

It doesn't matter if people believe climate change is real or that we affect it greatly. There are actual studies that can tell you that not believing we are part of the problem is willful ignorance. If you're only going to make an argument for human comfort, then you can't deny that even what is out of our hands is still something we have to clean up then work to solve. When you suspect that something is killing you, are you really that surprised that rather than being cautious at the first sign, it got worse because you waited for all the evidence to came in?

There's enough. We're fucking up a world we have the run of, even though we also have the means to fix it. We're sniping away at insignificant petty shit and the greed, even brought to spotlight, is never really tackled. We all bitch about it. I do too. And maybe we can't win people over, certainly not by being 'passionate' know-it-all assholes at that.

We're attacking each other over the big unknowns, writing off what nature is telling us clear as day. Even though they don't directly correlate to all arguments of climate change. I'm not going to hoard lists here of every natural and unnatural occurrence as a way to make everyone bow to the whims        of the planet. I don't disagree that the earth does go through drastic natural shifts. Yet don't use those as blankets for a shitty carbon footprint. I won't make a case for being efficient. Just don't be the dick trashing your neighborhood and choosing luxury over harmony every time.

Life would suck if we always let moral judgements be public domain. I get that. Yet denial over the evident, the whole ant and the grasshopper dilemma of not doing shit until it's too late? Don't be that guy. I'm sure even if you are, people still love or tolerate you. It's just disgusting to me that someone like that pretends to give a shit about the seed they spread. People who pretend to guard the sanctity of human life and willfully give their progeny a future full of their table scraps.

Whether you plan on putting these things to thought or not, give your children some desire to figure out how to help ecosystems heal at least. Human intervention in nature CAN leave an impact on human progress. No, you don't have to go vegan or live a joyless life of strict discipline to be mindful of your impact. Encourage and reward those who are doing it. Look at the efforts of permaculture farmers, scientists, doctors. You don't have to be the big change to support it.

I know I'm jumping between two topics that could be muddied as far as how much they actually intersect, but when people start diving down the rabbit hole of climate change, they sometimes brush it off as natural, disregarding that human intervention is just as natural. Our methods of self-preservation and progress are a necessary balance. We can build a better life, but not on the garbage of the broken things left half-working. We tidy the space and learn from the mistakes.

Maybe I give my own species too much credit, for what we can do and what we will do. I live a good life, but we all think that too. I know it's useless to get frustrated when the mess you try to avoid is the mess someone else makes. What keeps me happy is doing what I believe is right for me. I don't police those I love and I don't police the planet. I just sincerely hope we will continue to discuss it.

Because these goddamn trees need some boot camp style weather training at the very least.