Before you jump to conclusions, I’m referring to prescription medications and over the counter solutions for every ailment.
As I walked outside the radiology clinic, I thought, I hope all these “-ologists” I’ve been seeing the past 6-8 weeks are worth it. I haven’t seen a doctor for much of anything the past four years. No check-ups, no preventative, no monitoring… There were a few I was supposed to definitely be seeing, but weasel-ed my way out of them. Hey, don’t even comment unless you can say you’ve been on daily meds for even a year before you point the figure while saying you’d never do that.
You gotta love those who can’t fathom why anyone would stop, or forget, or not want something that they might have to take daily, twice a day or even 3 times! In reality, two of mine are twice a day; but I just down em both at the same time so I don’t forget.
Who wants their daily life clock revolving around a med schedule? My point exactly.
I’ve seen 4 different primary care physicians (PCP), a phlebotomist, a sonographer, an allergist, a pulmonologist, a psychiatrist, multiple RNs and RNAs in the past couple months. I’ve been weighed, had my blood pressure taken, and stuck with needles several times. Remember those things you insert your finger into that’s attached to a cord that comes from a machine that reads your pulse? Well, they are all blue tooth now. Today, I shook it around in front of the lady taking my vitals. To me it was funny. It’s even more funny as you use your loud whispering voice to communicate with them as they take your blood pressure (the old fashioned way with a stethoscope and inflating arm cuff).
Every single time I leave a physician’s office I feel like I personally cut down another tree in the amazon. The amount of paper that’s wasted on my to-go health stats packet. Two words… double-sided. I will never be without kindling. Worse, in big bold letters in it’s own subsection, a percentage followed by the status ‘overweight’. I get so downtrodden and depressed, but think, how the hell the does the rest of the population, who are fighting life and death weight problems, even get up in the morning. Do they even see light at the end of the tunnel??
The following, honest to gosh, is the list of the medications and supplements I take from morning to bedtime. Not to alarm anyone, when I’m “healed”, only the ones with the stars I’ll still be taking.
Morning: Plexus Slim and 2 Plexus BioCleanse*, Thorne Cysteplus, clonazepam* (klonopin), Buspirone (buspar)*, Benzonatate (tessalon perle), Montelukast, Metronidazole (Singular), albuterol, loratadine
Dinner: 2 Plexus BioCleanse*
Bedtime: 2 Plexus Probio 5*, Thorne Cysteplus, Clonazepam*, Escitalopram (lexapro)*, Lamotrigine (lamictal)*, Buspirone*, Benzonatate
The 2 hard core weeks where I almost rolled into the grave and coughed up both lungs, I had been downing:
Robitussin DM, Nyquill cough, Nyquil Day & Night, Theraflu, Muscinex, Delysum, Sudafed 12-hr, aspirin, ibuprofen. Then 2 prescribed anti-biotics.
I started wondering when the natural vs chemical substances become less effective because of this ingested cocktail. I do know that the over the counter stuff was not working; simply masking symptoms. Without the anti-biotics, I would have been in very bad shape.
I sleep tons. Tons! I have to be healed for this new exercise routine starting Monday!
Despite all the visits of late, I feel incredibly better. My cough is almost gone. It does act up sonetimes, but I’m not dying anymore.
Can’t wait to finish the meds I need to take for all the crap in my body. Can’t wait to reduce the meds I recurringly take. Can’t wait to put the ibuprofen and aspirin back in the cabinet. Excited to be eating healthy and clean.
While I know I’m walking a fine line of all the stuff I take, I feel that there was some benefit. But now, I am pretty much done with all these foreign substances. My body is saying, no more. Let your body heal itself.