A Fascinating Look at the Chemicals Within
the Human Body by National Geographic Interactive
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Modern chemistry keeps insects
from ravaging crops, lifts stains from carpets, and saves
lives. But the ubiquity of chemicals is taking a toll.
Many of the compounds absorbed by the body stay there for
years—and
fears about their health effects are growing.
My journalist-as-guinea-pig experiment is taking a disturbing
turn. A Swedish chemist is on the phone, talking about
flame retardants, chemicals added for safety to just about
any product that can burn. Found in mattresses, carpets,
the plastic casing of televisions, electronic circuit boards,
and automobiles, flame retardants save hundreds of lives
a year in the United States alone. These, however, are
where they should not be: inside my body.
Åke Bergman of Stockholm University
tells me he has received the results of a chemical analysis
of my blood,
which measured levels of flame-retarding compounds called
polybrominated diphenyl ethers. In mice and rats, high doses
of PBDEs interfere with thyroid function, cause reproductive
and neurological problems, and hamper neurological development.
Little is known about their impact on human health.
"I hope you are not nervous, but this concentration
is very high," Bergman says with a light Swedish accent.
My blood level of one particularly toxic PBDE, found primarily
in U.S.-made products, is 10 times the average found in a
small study of U.S. residents and more than 200 times the
average in Sweden. The news about another PBDE variant—also
toxic to animals—is nearly as bad. My levels would
be high even if I were a worker in a factory making the stuff,
Bergman says.
In fact I'm a writer engaged in a journey
of chemical self-discovery. Last fall I had myself tested
for 320 chemicals I might have
picked up from food, drink, the air I breathe, and the products
that touch my skin—my own secret stash of compounds
acquired by merely living. It includes older chemicals that
I might have been exposed to decades ago, such as DDT and
PCBs; pollutants like lead, mercury, and dioxins; newer pesticides
and plastic ingredients; and the near-miraculous compounds
that lurk just beneath the surface of modern life, making
shampoos fragrant, pans nonstick, and fabrics water-resistant
and fire-safe.
The tests are too expensive for most
individuals—National
Geographic paid for mine, which would normally cost around
$15,000—and only a few labs have the technical expertise
to detect the trace amounts involved. I ran the tests to
learn what substances build up in a typical American over
a lifetime, and where they might come from. I was also searching
for a way to think about risks, benefits, and uncertainty—the
complex trade-offs embodied in the chemical "body burden" that
swirls around inside all of us.
Now I'm learning more than I really want to know.
Bergman wants to get to the bottom of my flame-retardant
mystery. Have I recently bought new furniture or rugs? No.
Do I spend a lot of time around computer monitors? No, I
use a titanium laptop. Do I live near a factory making flame
retardants? Nope, the closest one is over a thousand miles
(1,600 kilometers) away. Then I come up with an idea.
"What about airplanes?" I ask.
"Yah," he says, "do you
fly a lot?"
"I flew almost 200,000 miles (300,000 kilometers) last
year," I say. In fact, as I spoke to Bergman, I was
sitting in an airport waiting for a flight from my hometown
of San Francisco to London.
"Interesting," Bergman says, telling me that he
has long been curious about PBDE exposure inside airplanes,
whose plastic and fabric interiors are drenched in flame
retardants to meet safety standards set by the Federal Aviation
Administration and its counterparts overseas. "I have
been wanting to apply for a grant to test pilots and flight
attendants for PBDEs," Bergman says as I hear my flight
announced overhead. But for now the airplane connection is
only a hypothesis. Where I picked up this chemical that I
had not even heard of until a few weeks ago remains a mystery.
And there's the bigger question: How worried should I be?
The same can be asked of other chemicals
I've absorbed from air, water, the nonstick pan I used
to scramble my eggs this
morning, my faintly scented shampoo, the sleek curve of my
cell phone. I'm healthy, and as far as I know have no symptoms
associated with chemical exposure. In large doses, some of
these substances, from mercury to PCBs and dioxins, the notorious
contaminants in Agent Orange, have horrific effects. But
many toxicologists—and not just those who have ties
to the chemical industry—insist that the minuscule
smidgens of chemicals inside us are mostly nothing to worry
about.
"In toxicology, dose is everything," says Karl
Rozman, a toxicologist at the University of Kansas Medical
Center, "and these doses are too low to be dangerous." One
part per billion (ppb), a standard unit for measuring most
chemicals inside us, is like putting half a teaspoon (two
milliliters) of red dye into an Olympic-size swimming pool.
What's more, some of the most feared substances, such as
mercury, dissipate within days or weeks—or would if
we weren't constantly re-exposed.
Yet even though many health statistics have been improving
over the past few decades, a few illnesses are rising mysteriously.
From the early 1980s through the late 1990s, autism increased
tenfold; from the early 1970s through the mid-1990s, one
type of leukemia was up 62 percent, male birth defects doubled,
and childhood brain cancer was up 40 percent. Some experts
suspect a link to the man-made chemicals that pervade our
food, water, and air. There's little firm evidence. But over
the years, one chemical after another that was thought to
be harmless turned out otherwise once the facts were in.
The classic example is lead. In 1971
the U.S. Surgeon General declared that lead levels of 40
micrograms per deciliter
of blood were safe. It's now known that any detectable lead
can cause neurological damage in children, shaving off IQ
points. From DDT to PCBs, the chemical industry has released
compounds first and discovered damaging health effects later.
Regulators have often allowed a standard of innocent until
proven guilty in what Leo Trasande, a pediatrician and environmental
health specialist at Mount Sinai Hospital in New York City,
calls "an uncontrolled experiment on America's children."
Each year the U.S. Environmental Protection
Agency (EPA) reviews an average of 1,700 new compounds
that industry is
seeking to introduce. Yet the 1976 Toxic Substances Control
Act requires that they be tested for any ill effects before
approval only if evidence of potential harm exists—which
is seldom the case for new chemicals. The agency approves
about 90 percent of the new compounds without restrictions.
Only a quarter of the 82,000 chemicals in use in the U.S.
have ever been tested for toxicity.
Studies by the Environmental Working
Group, an environmental advocacy organization that helped
pioneer the concept of
a "body burden" of toxic chemicals, had found hundreds
of chemical traces in the bodies of volunteers. But until
recently, no one had even measured average levels of exposure
among large numbers of Americans. No regulations required
it, the tests are expensive, and technology sensitive enough
to measure the tiniest levels didn't exist.
Last year the Centers for Disease Control
and Prevention (CDC) took a step toward closing that gap
when it released
data on 148 substances, from DDT and other pesticides to
metals, PCBs, and plastic ingredients, measured in the blood
and urine of several thousand people. The study said little
about health impacts on the people tested or how they might
have encountered the chemicals. "The good news is that
we are getting real data about exposure levels," says
James Pirkle, the study's lead author. "This gives us
a place to start."
I began my own chemical journey on an
October morning at the Mount Sinai Hospital in New York
City, where I gave urine
and had blood drawn under the supervision of Leo Trasande.
Trasande specializes in childhood exposures to mercury and
other brain toxins. He had agreed to be one of several expert
advisers on this project, which began as a Sinai phlebotomist
extracted 14 vials of blood—so much that at vial 12
I felt woozy and went into a cold sweat. At vial 13 Trasande
grabbed smelling salts, which hit my nostrils like a whiff
of fire and allowed me to finish.
From New York my samples were shipped to Axys Analytical
Services on Vancouver Island in Canada, one of a handful
of state-of-the-art labs specializing in subtle chemical
detection, analyzing everything from eagle eggs to human
tissue for researchers and government agencies. A few weeks
later, I followed my samples to Canada to see how Axys teased
out the tiny loads of compounds inside me.
I watched the specimens go through multiple stages of processing,
which slowly separated sets of target chemicals from the
thousands of other compounds, natural and unnatural, in my
blood and urine. The extracts then went into a high-tech
clean room containing mass spectrometers, sleek, freezer-size
devices that work by flinging the components of a sample
through a vacuum, down a long tube. Along the way, a magnetic
field deflects the molecules, with lighter molecules swerving
the most. The exact amount of deflection indicates each molecule's
size and identity.
A few weeks later, Axys sent me my results—a grid
of numbers in parts per billion or trillion—and I set
out to learn, as best I could, where those toxic traces came
from.
Some of them date back to my time in the womb, when my mother
downloaded part of her own chemical burden through the placenta
and the umbilical cord. More came after I was born, in her
breast milk.
Once weaned, I began collecting my own chemicals as I grew
up in northeastern Kansas, a few miles outside Kansas City.
There I spent countless hot, muggy summer days playing in
a dump near the Kansas River. Situated on a high limestone
bluff above the fast brown water lined by cottonwoods and
railroad tracks, the dump was a mother lode of old bottles,
broken machines, steering wheels, and other items only boys
can fully appreciate.
This was the late 1960s, and my friends
and I had no way of knowing that this dump would later
be declared an EPA
superfund site, on the National Priority List for hazardous
places. It turned out that for years, companies and individuals
in this corner of Johnson County had dumped thousands of
pounds of material contaminated with toxic chemicals here. "It
was started as a landfill before there were any rules and
regulations on how landfills were done," says Denise
Jordan-Izaguirre, the regional representative for the federal
Agency for Toxic Substances and Disease Registry. "There
were metal tailings and heavy metals dumped in there. It
was unfenced, unrestricted, so kids had access to it."
Kids like me.
Now capped, sealed, and closely monitored,
the dump, called the Doepke-Holliday Site, also happens
to be half a mile
upriver from a county water intake that supplied drinking
water for my family and 45,000 other households. "From
what we can gather, there were contaminants going into the
river," says Shelley Brodie, the EPA Remedial Project
Manager for Doepke. In the 1960s, the county treated water
drawn from the river, but not for all contaminants. Drinking
water also came from 21 wells that tapped the aquifer near
Doepke.
When I was a boy, my corner of Kansas
was filthy, and the dump wasn't the only source of toxins.
Industry lined the
river a few miles away—factories making cars, soap,
and fertilizers and other agricultural chemicals—and
a power plant belched fumes. When we drove past the plants
toward downtown Kansas City, we plunged into a noxious cloud
that engulfed the car with smoke and an awful chemical stench.
Flames rose from fertilizer plant stacks, burning off mustard-yellow
plumes of sodium, and animal waste poured into the river.
In the nearby farmland, trucks and crop dusters sprayed DDT
and other pesticides in great, puffy clouds that we kids
sometimes rode our bikes through, holding our breath and
feeling very brave.
Today the air is clear, and the river
free of effluents—a
visible testament to the success of the U.S. environmental
cleanup, spurred by the Clean Air and Clean Water Acts of
the 1970s. But my Axys test results read like a chemical
diary from 40 years ago. My blood contains traces of several
chemicals now banned or restricted, including DDT (in the
form of DDE, one of its breakdown products) and other pesticides
such as the termite-killers chlordane and heptachlor. The
levels are about what you would expect decades after exposure,
says Rozman, the toxicologist at the University of Kansas
Medical Center. My childhood playing in the dump, drinking
the water, and breathing the polluted air could also explain
some of the lead and dioxins in my blood, he says.
I went to college at a place and time
that put me at the height of exposure for another set of
substances found inside
me—PCBs, once used as electrical insulators and heat-exchange
fluids in transformers and other products. PCBs can lurk
in the soil anywhere there's a dump or an old factory. But
some of the largest releases took place along New York's
Hudson River from the 1940s to the 1970s, when General Electric
used PCBs at factories in the towns of Hudson Falls and Fort
Edward. About 140 miles (225 kilometers) downstream is the
city of Poughkeepsie, where I attended Vassar College in
the late 1970s.
PCBs, oily liquids or solids, can persist in the environment
for decades. In animals, they impair liver function, raise
blood lipids, and cause cancers. Some of the 209 different
PCBs chemically resemble dioxins and cause other mischief
in lab animals: reproductive and nervous system damage, as
well as developmental problems. By 1976, the toxicity of
PCBs was unmistakable; the United States banned them, and
GE stopped using them. But until then, GE legally dumped
excess PCBs into the Hudson, which swept them all the way
downriver to Poughkeepsie, one of eight cities that draw
their drinking water from the Hudson.
In 1984, a 200-mile (300 kilometers) stretch of the Hudson,
from Hudson Falls to New York City, was declared a superfund
site, and plans to rid the river of PCBs were set in motion.
GE has spent 300 million dollars on the cleanup so far, dredging
up and disposing of PCBs in the river sediment under the
supervision of the EPA. It is also working to stop the seepage
of PCBs into the river from the factories.
Birds and other wildlife along the Hudson are thought to
have suffered from the pollution, but its impact on humans
is less definitive. One study in Hudson River communities
found a 20 percent increase in the rate of hospitalization
for respiratory diseases, while another, more reassuringly,
found no increase in cancer deaths in the contaminated region.
But among many of the locals, the fear is palpable.
"I grew up a block from the Fort Edward plant," says
Dennis Prevost, a retired Army officer and public health
advocate, who blames PCBs for the brain cancers that killed
his brother at age 46 and a neighbor in her 20s. "The
PCBs have migrated under the parking lot and into the community
aquifer," which Prevost says was the source of Fort
Edward's drinking water until municipal water replaced wells
in 1984.
Ed Fitzgerald of the State University of New York at Albany,
a former staff scientist at the state department of health,
is conducting the most thorough study yet of the health effects
of PCBs in the area. He says he has explained to Prevost
and other residents that the risk from the wells was probably
small because PCBs tend to settle to the bottom of an aquifer.
Eating contaminated fish caught in the Hudson is a more likely
exposure route, he says.
I didn't eat much Hudson River fish during
my college days in the 1970s, but the drinking water in
my dorm could have
contained traces of the PCBs pouring into the river far upstream.
That may be how I picked up my PCB body burden, which was
about average for an American. Or maybe not. "PCBs are
everywhere," says Leo Rosales, a local EPA official, "so
who knows where you got it."
Back home in San Francisco, I encounter
a newer generation of industrial chemicals—compounds that are not banned,
and, like flame retardants, are increasing year by year in
the environment and in my body. Sipping water after a workout,
I could be exposing myself to bisphenol A, an ingredient
in rigid plastics from water bottles to safety goggles. Bisphenol
A causes reproductive system abnormalities in animals. My
levels were so low they were undetectable—a rare moment
of relief in my toxic odyssey.
And that faint lavender scent as I shampoo my hair? Credit
it to phthalates, molecules that dissolve fragrances, thicken
lotions, and add flexibility to PVC, vinyl, and some intravenous
tubes in hospitals. The dashboards of most cars are loaded
with phthalates, and so is some plastic food wrap. Heat and
wear can release phthalate molecules, and humans swallow
them or absorb them through the skin. Because they dissipate
after a few minutes to a few hours in the body, most people's
levels fluctuate during the day.
Like bisphenol A, phthalates disrupt
reproductive development in mice. An expert panel convened
by the National Toxicology
Program recently concluded that although the evidence so
far doesn't prove that phthalates pose any risk to people,
it does raise "concern," especially about potential
effects on infants. "We don't have the data in humans
to know if the current levels are safe," says Antonia
Calafat, a CDC phthalates expert. I scored higher than the
mean in five out of seven phthalates tested. One of them,
monomethyl phthalate, came in at 34.8 ppb, in the top 5 percent
for Americans. Leo Trasande speculates that some of my phthalate
levels were high because I gave my urine sample in the morning,
just after I had showered and washed my hair.
My inventory of household chemicals also
includes perfluorinated acids (PFAs)—tough, chemically
resistant compounds that go into making nonstick and stain-resistant
coatings.
3M also used them in its Scotchgard protector products until
it found that the specific PFA compounds in Scotchgard were
escaping into the environment and phased them out. In animals
these chemicals damage the liver, affect thyroid hormones,
and cause birth defects and perhaps cancer, but not much
is known about their toxicity in humans.
Long-range pollution left its mark on my results as well:
My blood contained low, probably harmless, levels of dioxins,
which escape from paper mills, certain chemical plants, and
incinerators. In the environment, dioxins settle on soil
and in the water, then pass into the food chain. They build
up in animal fat, and most people pick them up from meat
and dairy products.
And then there is mercury, a neurotoxin
that can permanently impair memory, learning centers, and
behavior. Coal-burning
power plants are a major source of mercury, sending it out
their stacks into the atmosphere, where it disperses in the
wind, falls in rain, and eventually washes into lakes, streams,
or oceans. There bacteria transform it into a compound called
methylmercury, which moves up the food chain after plankton
absorb it from the water and are eaten by small fish. Large
predatory fish at the top of the marine food chain, like
tuna and swordfish, accumulate the highest concentrations
of methylmercury—and pass it on to seafood lovers.
For people in northern California, mercury exposure is also
a legacy of the gold rush 150 years ago, when miners used
quicksilver, or liquid mercury, to separate the gold from
other ores in the hodgepodge of mines in the Sierra Nevada.
Over the decades, streams and groundwater washed mercury-laden
sediment out of the old mine tailings and swept it into San
Francisco Bay.
I don't eat much fish, and the levels of mercury in my blood
were modest. But I wondered what would happen if I gorged
on large fish for a meal or two. So one afternoon I bought
some halibut and swordfish at a fish market in the old Ferry
Building on San Francisco Bay. Both were caught in the ocean
just outside the Golden Gate, where they might have picked
up mercury from the old mines. That night I ate the halibut
with basil and a dash of soy sauce; I downed the swordfish
for breakfast with eggs (cooked in my nonstick pan).
Twenty-four hours later I had my blood
drawn and retested. My level of mercury had more than doubled,
from 5 micrograms
per liter to a higher-than-recommended 12. Mercury at 70
or 80 micrograms per liter is dangerous for adults, says
Leo Trasande, and much lower levels can affect children. "Children
have suffered losses in IQ at 5.8 micrograms." He advises
me to avoid repeating the gorge experiment.
It's a lot harder to dodge the PBDE flame
retardants responsible for the most worrisome of my test
results. My world—and
yours—has become saturated with them since they were
introduced about 30 years ago.
Scientists have found the compounds planetwide, in polar
bears in the Arctic, cormorants in England, and killer whales
in the Pacific. Bergman, the Swedish chemist, and his colleagues
first called attention to potential health risks in 1998
when they reported an alarming increase in PBDEs in human
breast milk, from none in milk preserved in 1972 to an average
of four ppb in 1997.
The compounds escape from treated plastic
and fabrics in dust particles or as gases that cling to
dust. People inhale
the dust; infants crawling on the floor get an especially
high dose. Bergman describes a family, tested in Oakland,
California, by the Oakland Tribune, whose two small children
had blood levels even higher than mine. When he and his colleagues
summed up the test results for six different PBDEs, they
found total levels of 390 ppb in the five-year-old girl and
650 ppb—twice my total—in the 18-month-old boy.
In 2001, researchers in Sweden fed young
mice a PBDE mixture similar to one used in furniture and
found that they did
poorly on tests of learning, memory, and behavior. Last year,
scientists at Berlin's Charité University Medical
School reported that pregnant female rats with PBDE levels
no higher than mine gave birth to male pups with impaired
reproductive health.
Linda Birnbaum, an EPA expert on these
flame retardants, says that researchers will have to identify
many more people
with high PBDE exposures, like the Oakland family and me,
before they will be able to detect any human effects. Bergman
says that in a pregnant woman my levels would be of concern. "Any
level above a hundred parts per billion is a risk to newborns," he
guesses. No one knows for sure.
Any margin of safety may be narrowing.
In a review of several studies, Ronald Hites of Indiana
University found an exponential
rise in people and animals, with the levels doubling every
three to five years. Now the CDC is putting a comprehensive
study of PBDE levels in the U.S. on a fast track, with results
due out late this year. Pirkle, who is running the study,
says my seemingly extreme levels may no longer be out of
the ordinary. "We'll let you know," he says.
Given the stakes, why take a chance on these chemicals?
Why not immediately ban them? In 2004, Europe did just that
for the penta- and octa-BDEs, which animal tests suggest
are the most toxic of the compounds. California will also
ban these forms by 2008, and in 2004 Chemtura, an Indiana
company that is the only U.S. maker of pentas and octas,
agreed to phase them out. Currently, there are no plans to
ban the much more prevalent deca-BDEs. They reportedly break
down more quickly in the environment and in people, although
their breakdown products may include the same old pentas
and octas.
Nor is it clear that banning a suspect
chemical is always the best option. Flaming beds and airplane
seats are not
an inviting prospect either. The University of Surrey in
England recently assessed the risks and benefits of flame
retardants in consumer products. The report concluded: "The
benefits of many flame retardants in reducing the risk from
fire outweigh the risks to human health."
Except for some pollutants, after all,
every industrial chemical was created for a purpose. Even
DDT, the archvillain
of Rachel Carson's 1962 classic book Silent Spring, which
launched the modern environmental movement, was once hailed
as a miracle substance because it killed the mosquitoes that
carry malaria, yellow fever, and other scourges. It saved
countless lives before it was banned in much of the world
because of its toxicity to wildlife. "Chemicals are
not all bad," says Scott Phillips, a medical toxicologist
in Denver. "While we have seen some cancer rates rise," he
says, "we also have seen a doubling of the human life
span in the past century."
The key is knowing more about these substances,
so we are not blindsided by unexpected hazards, says California
State
Senator Deborah Ortiz, chair of the Senate Health Committee
and the author of a bill to monitor chemical exposure. "We
benefit from these chemicals, but there are consequences,
and we need to understand these consequences much better
than we do now." Sarah Brozena of the industry-supported
American Chemistry Council thinks safeguards are adequate
now, but she concedes: "That's not to say this process
was done right in the past."
The European Union last year gave initial
approval to a measure called REACH—Registration, Evaluation, and
Authorization of Chemicals—which would require companies
to prove the substances they market or use are safe, or that
the benefits outweigh any risks. The bill, which the chemical
industry and the U.S. government oppose, would also encourage
companies to find safer alternatives to suspect flame retardants,
pesticides, solvents, and other chemicals. That would give
a boost to the so-called green chemistry movement, a search
for alternatives that is already under way in laboratories
on both sides of the Atlantic.
As unsettling as my journey down chemical
lane was, it left out thousands of compounds, among them
pesticides, plastics,
solvents, and a rocket-fuel ingredient called perchlorate
that is polluting groundwater in many regions of the country.
Nor was I tested for chemical cocktails—mixtures of
chemicals that may do little harm on their own but act together
to damage human cells. Mixed together, pesticides, PCBs,
phthalates, and others "might have additive effects,
or they might be antagonistic," says James Pirkle of
the CDC, "or they may do nothing. We don't know."
Soon after I receive my results, I show them to my internist,
who admits that he too knows little about these chemicals,
other than lead and mercury. But he confirms that I am healthy,
as far as he can tell. He tells me not to worry. So I'll
keep flying, and scrambling my eggs on Teflon, and using
that scented shampoo. But I'll never feel quite the same
about the chemicals that make life better in so many ways.