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The Astonishing Connection Between Human And Animal Health

by Barbara, M.D. Natterson-Horowitz and Kathryn Bowers

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A cardiologist and a science writer present a revelatory understanding of what animals can teach us about the human body and mind, exploring how animal and human commonality can be used to diagnose, treat, and heal patients of all species.

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'Zoobiquity': What Humans Can Learn From Animal Illness

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When wildfires swept across Australia in February 2009, this photo of a firefighter sharing his water with an injured koala captured hearts around the world. The koala later died — not of fire-related injuries, but of chlamydia. Koalas in Australia are suffering from an epidemic of chlamydia, says Dr. Barbara Natterson-Horowitz. "There's no such thing as safe sex in the wild." Mark Pardew/AP hide caption

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In the spring of 2005, the chief veterinarian of the Los Angeles Zoo called me, an urgent edge to his voice.

"Uh, listen, Barbara? We've got an emperor tamarin in heart failure. Any chance you could come out today?"

I reached for my car keys. For thirteen years I'd been a cardiologist treating members of my own species at the UCLA Medical Center. From time to time, however, the zoo veterinarians asked me to weigh in on some of their more difficult animal cases. Because UCLA is a leading heart-transplant hospital, I'd had a front- row view of every type of human heart failure. But heart failure in a tamarin — a tiny, nonhuman primate? That I'd never seen. I threw my bag in the car and headed for the lush, 113-acre zoo nestled along the eastern edge of Griffith Park. Into the tiled exam room the veterinary assistant carried a small bundle wrapped in a pink blanket.

"This is Spitzbuben," she said, lowering the animal gently into a Plexiglas- fronted examination box. My own heart did a little flip. Emperor tamarins are, in a word, adorable. About the size of kittens, these monkeys evolved in the treetops of the Central and South American rain forests. Their wispy, white Fu Manchu–style mustaches droop below enormous brown eyes. Swaddled in the pink blanket, staring up at me with that liquid gaze, Spitzbuben was pushing every maternal button I had.

When I'm with a human patient who seems anxious, especially a child, I crouch close and open my eyes wide. Over the years I've seen how this can establish a trust bond and put a nervous patient at ease. I did this with Spitzbuben. I wanted this defenseless little animal to understand how much I felt her vulnerability, how hard I would work to help her. I moved my face up to the box and stared deep in her eyes— animal to animal.

It was working. She sat very still, her eyes locked on mine through the scratched plastic. I pursed my lips and cooed.

"Sooo brave, little Spitzbuben ..."

Suddenly I felt a strong hand on my shoulder.

"Please stop making eye contact with her." I turned. The veterinarian smiled stiffly at me. "You'll give her capture myopathy."

A little surprised, I did as instructed and got out of the way. Humananimal bonding would have to wait, apparently. But I was puzzled. Capture myopathy? I'd been practicing medicine for almost twenty years and had never heard of that diagnosis. Myopathy, sure — that simply means a disease that affects a muscle. In my specialty, I see it most often as "cardiomyopathy," a degradation of the heart muscle. But what did that have to do with capture?

Just then, Spitzbuben's anesthesia took effect. "Time to intubate," the attending veterinarian instructed, focusing every person in the room on this critical and sometimes difficult procedure. I pushed capture myopathy out of my mind to be fully attentive to our animal patient.

But as soon as we were finished and Spitzbuben was safely back in her enclosure with the other tamarins, I looked up "capture myopathy." And there it was — in veterinary textbooks and journals going back decades.

There was even an article about it in Nature, from 1974. Animals caught by predators may experience a catastrophic surge of adrenaline in their bloodstreams, which can "poison" their muscles. In the case of the heart, the overflow of stress hormones can injure the pumping chambers, making them weak and inefficient. It can kill, especially in the case of cautious and high-strung prey animals like deer, rodents, birds, and small primates. And there was more: locking eyes can contribute to capture myopathy. To Spitzbuben, my compassionate gaze wasn't communicating, "You're so cute; don't be afraid; I'm here to help you." It said: "I'm starving; you look delicious; I'm going to eat you."

Though this was my first encounter with the diagnosis, parts of it were startlingly familiar. Cardiology in the early 2000s was abuzz with a newly described syndrome called takotsubo cardiomyopathy. This distinctive condition presents with severe, crushing chest pain and a markedly abnormal EKG, much like a classic heart attack. We rush these patients to an operating suite for an angiogram, expecting to find a dangerous blood clot. But in takotsubo cases, the treating cardiologist finds perfectly healthy, "clean" coronary arteries. No clot. No blockage. No heart attack.

On closer inspection, doctors notice a strange, lightbulb-shaped bulge in the left ventricle. As the pumping engines for the circulatory system, ventricles must have a particular ovoid, lemonlike shape for strong, swift ejection of blood. If the end of the left ventricle balloons out, as it does in takotsubo hearts, the firm, healthy contractions are reduced to inefficient spasms — floppy and unpredictable.

But what's remarkable about takotsubo is what causes the bulge. Seeing a loved one die. Being left at the altar or losing your life savings with a bad roll of the dice. Intense, painful emotions in the brain can set off alarming, life-threatening physical changes in the heart. This new diagnosis was proof of the powerful connection between heart and mind. Takotsubo cardiomyopathy confirmed a relationship many doctors had considered more metaphoric than diagnostic.

As a clinical cardiologist, I needed to know how to recognize and treat takotsubo cardiomyopathy. But years before pursuing cardiology, I had completed a residency in psychiatry at the UCLA Neuropsychiatric Institute. Having also trained as a psychiatrist, I was captivated by this syndrome, which lay at the intersection of my two professional passions.

That background put me in a unique position that day at the zoo. I reflexively placed the human phenomenon side by side with the animal one. Emotional trigger ... surge of stress hormones ... failing heart muscle ... possible death. An unexpected "aha!" suddenly hit me. Takotsubo in humans and the heart effects of capture myopathy in animals were almost certainly related— perhaps even the same syndrome with different names.

But a second, even stronger insight quickly followed this "aha." The key point wasn't the overlap of the two conditions. It was the gulf between them. For nearly four decades (and probably longer) veterinarians had known this could happen to animals— that extreme fear could damage muscles in general and heart muscles in particular. In fact, even the most basic veterinary training includes specifi c protocols for making sure animals being netted and examined don't die in the process. Yet here were the human doctors in early 2000 trumpeting the finding, savoring the fancy foreign name, and making academic careers out of a "discovery" that every vet student learned in the first year of school. These animal doctors knew something we human doctors had no clue existed. And if that was true ... what else did the vets know that we didn't? What other "human" diseases were found in animals?

From Zoobiquity: What Animals Can Teach Us About Health And The Science Of Healing, by Babara Natterson-Horowitz and Kathryn Bowers. Copyright 2012 by Babara Natterson-Horowitz and Kathryn Bowers. Excerpted with permission of Random House.