For a while now, I've been enamoured with the concept of "perfect things." Beyond Martha Stewart's "good things," perfect things are compact, multi-purpose, elegant... and more.
Take, for example, the humble swiss army knife. It's perfect. It fits in your pocket, does many things, and all the bits retract into a nice, smooth package.
Retractable laptop cords are perfect. I think everything should have retractable cords.
In fact, if anybody knows of a super light (2 pound) laptop with a 17 inch screen, 8 hour battery life, and built in retractable cords, let me know.
I'm so enamored with the idea of perfect things that I get frustrated when I can't find a perfect whatever-I'm-trying-to-buy. In this case, I started to think about what to get Jon Erik for his birthday and he made a suggestion that we should buy DVR. So I start looking at DVRs, Tivos, Media Center PCs. *Sigh* It seems like there ought to be a perfect convergence product, but the tech just isn't there yet. Every product seems to have some mish-mash of features but a longer list of limitations.
Maybe next year.
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Check out mythTV yet? It's a free (open source) PVR/Tivo like setup for linux PCs...they even are starting to sell prebuilt computers with it installed...for a hefty fee.
Last month I auditioned for the Cleveland Symphony Orchestra chorus, and although they didn't pick me for their limited openings, I did get into the Blossom Festival Chorus.
Surprisingly, I don't find myself unhappy about it. I've gotten used to not having my evenings booked with choir rehearsals year 'round. I had a moment of panic after auditioning about whether I really wanted to commit to something so time consuming.
So if you want to hear me, I'll be singing:
Sunday, July 31, 2005 at 7:00 PM at Blossom
Prokofiev: Alexander Nevsky
AND
Saturday, July 30, 2005 at 8:30 PM Blossom
Holst: The Planets (featuring NASA videos) (last movement features women's voices)
Lawrence Krauss, narrator
In the fall, I'll likely be making my dance debut with MaDaCol. A bunch of the folks in the office are into MaDaCol and after their last concert at Cold Stone Creamery -- while very high on ice cream -- I kinda agreed to join the gang.
So it seems that I may have kicked the choral addition that held me in it's thrall for so long. Perhaps in a future post I shall ruminate on that.
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You all will be pleased to know that my sister's old cat with cancer is doing much better thanks to acupuncture.
For the curious, the cat is held while the needles are inserted, but after the initial insertion, she is calm and simply rests, and thus doesn't need to be restrained. ...Except for the first time when she ran around the house (this veterinary acupuncturist makes house calls) leaving a trail of needles in her wake. Bo-Purr's courage has been such an inspiration that my sister has been emboldened to consider acupuncture for herself.
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Great to hear. My 17 yr old renial failure cat (who looks about 10) has accupuncture weekly and although it will not cure her allows her to have a better and comfortable life.
Not much time for blogging at the moment, but a few thoughts...
1. If you are a Jon Stewart fan, he is in rare form this week. Must be the new set.
2. I've been watching the new series 30 days -- I'm not much into reality TV, but it's fabulous. I think the most interesting thing about it is isn't driven by conflict as much as on people coming to together. People come to understand and respect people on the other side of a topic's fence and they often end up being changed by the experience.
More this weekend... maybe.
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So in my previous post, I eventually described going to the doctor for fatigue. When I did that, I suspected that I might have hypothyroidism. Although the blood tests didn't show that to be the case, my sister convinced me that I might be experiencing a slowing of thyroid function and started taking a supplement she recommended.
The supplement is basically just iodine -- the stuff they put in salt to prevent thyroid problems. This particular supplement contains two different iodine compounds. My sister gets if from a doctor at the University of Pittsburgh who has a study in progress to test its effectiveness. (I don't know anything about his research and I'm not part of the study.)
I don't add a lot of salt to food and when I cook at home, I prefer uniodized sea salt. I figured, what the hell. It must be safe enough if they put it in salt.
I have noticed on difference since I started taking it. I sweat. This sounds strange, but I never used to sweat. It could be hot and humid and I'd barely even glow -- not even climbing chichen Itzen in June under the hot mid-day sun. Of course this meant that my body didn't cool off properly -- I was the queen of heat exhaustion.
Now I actually sweat it's hot out or I exert myself.
Not sweating is one of the subtle symptoms of an underfunctioning thyroid.
More recently I read Anne Louis Gittleman's Fast Track One-Day Detox Diet. It's not the first ALG book I've read. She's a total food nazi and I've never been able to stick with her food flush program, but I have lost weight and felt better when I've incorporated some of the principals of her nutritional philosophy: less refined carb, more veggies, more omega fats, less saturated fat. I even ate ground flaxseeds and drank organic, sugar free cranberry juice (and developed a taste for it straight).
I don't know if I'll have the discipline to do the 9-day diet and 1-day fast described in Fast Track, but something clicked when I read about estrogen dominance. I started reading more online and decided to try progesterone cream. I ordered it online and started using it Friday.
Already I am feeling the effect, I have more energy and I slept much better the last few nights. I was having a flairup of rosacea on my chest and face and it's cleared up on my chest. And somehow, I feel like I'm breathing easier, or deeper, or perhaps I'm just getting more out of each breath -- I don't know how to explain it but it feels good.
Wow!
That was when I started dabbling in alternative medicine.
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Not sweating is one of the subtle symptoms of an underfunctioning thyroid.
It's interesting that you mention this and the fatigue. It makes me wonder if I have a slight thyroid problem because I rarely sweat. It's almost dangerous to put me in a sauna because I just overheat instead of sweating. And fatigue? Well, I try to get 8 hours or more every night--which is a real shocker for a college student--and I still have fatigue issues.
Nicole, thyroid problems are common in women -- much more so than in men. The standard test for hypothyroidism (TSH) measures the amount of Thyroid Stimulating Hormone in the blood stream. The higher the TSH, the lower the thyroid function. Traditional docs will treat elevated TSH (low thyroid), typically with synthetic thyroid. Many alternative practitioners don't consider the TSH blood test as the definitive test, and of course prefer natural treatments. (You can read for hours on this if you are so inclined.) I don't have medical training so I can't counsel you accept to tell you to trust your intuition about your health. If the fatigue is a problem for you, you have every right to seek an explanation and solution. And if you don't find help from one doctors, know that others may look at the evidence differently and treat patients differently.
Wow, I'm glad you're getting positive results. One of my problems with allopathic doctors is they know so little and care even less about food and diet and the possible effects they have. For a while I went to a naturopath, and while it wasn't the whole answer for me, it was nice to get a different, more holistic perspective on health.
Ages ago, my husband complained that the big-ass strawberries they grow these days just don't have the flavor of the ones he remembers from his childhood. I suggested that he should try the organic ones, since they were more likely to be like the strawberries of yore, given that today's are franken foods. True to his average Joe nature, my husband balked at that suggestion.
Now frankenstrawberrys have become more flavorfull, but my husband I have become more selectively organic. It hasn't always been at my suggestion, and when he's suggested it I've had the educational TV -- such as the Discovery channel -- to thank.
My introduction to organic food was Amy's Organic burritos. I still love the bean and veggie ones. Often I eat regular processed foods, I just think they are over done -- too salty, too sugary. So I started trying organics because they typically used less salt and sugar.
Then I heard about the way they raised chicken and started buying organic when it was convenient. My husband (then boyfried) was skeptical -- he was inclined to trust the FDA to protect us.
Until he saw something on the Discover channel (or some such thing) about how they raise chickens. we've been buying organic chicken most of the time since then, and more recently have gone organic on beef.
I'm not alone. I heard a peice on NPR about how stores are having trouble stocking enough organic milk. The demand had been going up and dairy farmers were reluctant to convert. Then, a coworker mentioned that she was only buying organic milk for her four year old daughter and that most of her mom friends were doing the same. The reason -- hormones given to dairy cows are thought to be responsible for girls getting their periods at earlier and earlier ages.
Now we all might be nuts and worried for no reason, but when it's just as easy to buy organic, why not do what you can to avoid having to explain tampon use to your eight year old?
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I was just complaining to a friend a couple days ago that the strawberries I get today are of poorer quality than those I got when I was a kid. They don't taste as good, they don't ripen as evenly... Of course, I grew up just across the river from a small produce farm where you could go pick your own strawberries every summer. They probably weren't truly organic, but almost certainly had to be better than fruit from huge commercial operations that ship all over the country.
Similarly, a small meat farm near us provided locally-produced meat and cheese. The owners were very proud that they didn't use hormones or chemicals on their herds, and considering the quality of their products they had every right to be.
Living in a city is supposed to provide all kinds of benefits as far as food selection goes, but I have to say that rural areas have their points too.
I think one of the issues with produce in general is that we've gotten accustomed to eating it out of season -- so much so that most people don't actually know what a truly ripe apple/cherry/strawberry should taste like. One advantage to living in a rural area is that you can actually see (and smell) what is currently on the vines/trees/bushes and instinctively know what is best that day. It's not a question of organic v. non-organic, imo, just of what is ready to be picked.
And, really, the area I live in is only quasi-rural. We have a bi-weekly farmer's market that does an excellent job of both education and promotion of local goods. Which isn't to say that I haven't been known to plow through a bag of Lay's potato chips on occasion, just that I try to eat the freshest produce I can lay my hands on. It does make a difference.
Adrienne makes a great point. (Hi, A, glad you are reading!!) I've lived in highly populated areas for a while, and I just discovered last year how important in-season can be.
During my "sabbatical," I took it upon myself to learn how to make guacamole without a recipe. Let me tell you -- it's all about the avacados. Good avacados, good guac. Bad avacados, bad guac. The amount of other stuff in it -- really, really secondary. I'd call it tertiary (because I like the word tertiary), but then I wouldn't have a second thing. Anyway, even though all avacados in Ohio are grown in CA or Mexico, they definitely have a season. December avacados? Very bad guac.
I'm thinking about doing something I never imagined doing -- breaking up with my doctor. I never saw myself in this position simply because I never thought I would have a close enough relationship with a doctor.
But first, let me explain how I got here. (Be warned. This is long.)
My mom is a nurse who always seemed to have a supply of prescription drugs and remedies on hand to treat me at home. When I did need, say, a prescription for a antibiotic, half the time, she just had a doctor at work write one without seeing me. The other half of the time, she had me to the doctor and home to the babysitter before 9 AM -- no waiting.
So I've had a very proactive model for dealing with doctors, but I also didn't get a lot of practice dealing with doctors.
The first time I had to wait for a doctors appointment I was shocked. I talked my way into waiting standby in the lobby, and was amazed by the parade of pharma reps marching through the office.
At the time, I my HMO PPC was a largish practice that included a bunch of MDs, an osteopath, and a psychiatrist. It's key advantage was that it was on the campus of a hospital and was five minutes from work.
The visit with the doctor took five minutes. Having a cold that had turned into brochitis over the course of three weeks, we both knew I needed an antibiotic.
It was at least another five years before I visited a doctor again. This time for a back problem that developed after moving. I got an appointment with the osteopath, because I knew osteopathic training focused on skeletal alignment and biomechanics. That visit was a much better experience. He studied the way I moved and explained what was going on biomechanically and why I had more trouble with it before my period. My treatment included a chiropractic-type adjustment, a couple prescriptions to help me through the healing period, and exercises for long-term healing and prevention.
The osteopath's approach appealed to me because it treated the problem at it's source. It assumed that my body would heal if I gave it what it needed. Drugs were just an interim solution.
My next experience with a doctor was a visit to the gynecologist for a vaginal infection. Although I've never been for regular doctor's visits, I had, until this point, kept up with annual gyn exams. I asked for a full panel of STD test, he asked me how many partner's I'd had and tersely told me not to worry about it. He asked me what kind of birth control I was using and I when I told him condoms, he declared that I would be pregnant with six months.
He was wrong about getting pregnant and I haven't been back the gynecologist since. That was probably about six years ago.
I developed a habit of doctor avoidance. No biggie, I didn't really need one.
But as I've aged, my body has been changing and I don't know if I should be concerned about the changes or not. I'm not ancient -- I'm only 35. For a long time, I blamed the changes on stress, avoided the doctor and assumed that if I only had the time to really rest, it would get better and I would feel like myself again.
The stress reached a crescendo around the time of my wedding in 2004. From 2001-2004 I lived in Ohio, but kept my job of many years in Pittsburgh. My work arrangement involved much more time away from home than I originally thought it would -- at least two days a week. I know many people travel for work, and most of them handle it much better than I did. What can I say, I'm just a person who likes to sleep in her own bed at night, and perhaps needs to sleep in her own bed at night. Toward the end of that period, wedding planning only added to the stress.
I gained weight. I rationalized that I was eating out too much and didn't have time to exercies. I was tired all the time. I rationalized that I had too much to do and worry about and never enough time to get caught up. I developed rosacea and my hair started falling out. I was always on the verge of a cold or a yeast infection. I chalked it up to stress because I just didn't know what to make of it.
So after my wedding, I quit my Pittsburgh job and took a break. I didn't even try to find a job for a few months. For months, I slept for 15 hours a day and never felt rested. I took it really easy, but I never healed. My hair stopped falling out, but that was as good as it got.
I started looking for a job, thinking that just needed to get back into the swing of activities, but even after going back to work, I was still dragging and often feeling achy all over.
That was when I started to go to my current doctor. He was recommended by a friend and he's a nice enough guy, but he's just too allopathic. To be fair, I think I overwhelmed him with my laundry list of symptoms. And by this time, I was really upset with myself for not getting better on my own. He did order a panel of blood tests, but he also recommended an antidepressant (Cymbalta).
I took it. What can I say, I was so tired of being tired. The blood tests turned up nothing and the antidepressants only made me less upset about being perpetually tired and slightly less achy. So he gave me another one (Wellbutrin). The second antidepressant (on top of the first) did give me more of a life (I've since read online that Wellbutrin can be used recreationally as a stimulant).
I'm not entirely comfortable with needing to depend on drugs, but I could deal with the fact that I was feeling a little more like myself -- my pre-30 self.
Then in May, I mysteriously got hives. No changes in diet, soap or detergent. Just hives. For weeks. Another trip to the doctor, another prescription, another set of blood test.
The blood test showed nothing conclusive, the doctor recommended simply staying on the antihistamin. I noted that my aches were returning, especially in my hips. He recommended ibuprophen.
*Sigh* OK, now I'm really sick of the pills. But mostly, I'm tired of feeling like I'm only allowed one symptom per rushed visit. I'm tired of getting my symptoms treated with explanation. I don't want to a take one drug per day per symptom, I want to be healthy again.
Maybe what I'm experiencing isn't nearly as simple as that back problem I had a couple years ago, but I'm yearning for the approach the ostepath took to that problem.
To be continued...
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Perfect Things - Cannot Converge on a Solution
For a while now, I've been enamoured with the concept of "perfect things." Beyond Martha Stewart's "good things," perfect things are compact, multi-purpose, elegant... and more.
Take, for example, the humble swiss army knife. It's perfect. It fits in your pocket, does many things, and all the bits retract into a nice, smooth package.
Retractable laptop cords are perfect. I think everything should have retractable cords.
In fact, if anybody knows of a super light (2 pound) laptop with a 17 inch screen, 8 hour battery life, and built in retractable cords, let me know.
I'm so enamored with the idea of perfect things that I get frustrated when I can't find a perfect whatever-I'm-trying-to-buy. In this case, I started to think about what to get Jon Erik for his birthday and he made a suggestion that we should buy DVR. So I start looking at DVRs, Tivos, Media Center PCs. *Sigh* It seems like there ought to be a perfect convergence product, but the tech just isn't there yet. Every product seems to have some mish-mash of features but a longer list of limitations.
Maybe next year.
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I had the same problem in my recent selection of a new case for my computer. No one case contained all the elements I really wanted.
By the way, the comment/trackback links on your entries don't seem to work. I get a "file not found" error.
Check out mythTV yet? It's a free (open source) PVR/Tivo like setup for linux PCs...they even are starting to sell prebuilt computers with it installed...for a hefty fee.
It's even made by a Case graduate - Isaac Richards.
I use the program dialy...it's amazing. If you're not up for buying a prebuilt machine or installing linux...check out KnopMyth.
Me in Concert
Last month I auditioned for the Cleveland Symphony Orchestra chorus, and although they didn't pick me for their limited openings, I did get into the Blossom Festival Chorus.
Surprisingly, I don't find myself unhappy about it. I've gotten used to not having my evenings booked with choir rehearsals year 'round. I had a moment of panic after auditioning about whether I really wanted to commit to something so time consuming.
So if you want to hear me, I'll be singing:
Sunday, July 31, 2005 at 7:00 PM at Blossom
Prokofiev: Alexander Nevsky
AND
Saturday, July 30, 2005 at 8:30 PM Blossom
Holst: The Planets (featuring NASA videos) (last movement features women's voices)
Lawrence Krauss, narrator
For more info, http://www.clevelandorch.com.
In the fall, I'll likely be making my dance debut with MaDaCol. A bunch of the folks in the office are into MaDaCol and after their last concert at Cold Stone Creamery -- while very high on ice cream -- I kinda agreed to join the gang.
So it seems that I may have kicked the choral addition that held me in it's thrall for so long. Perhaps in a future post I shall ruminate on that.
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Accupuncture for Cats
You all will be pleased to know that my sister's old cat with cancer is doing much better thanks to acupuncture.
For the curious, the cat is held while the needles are inserted, but after the initial insertion, she is calm and simply rests, and thus doesn't need to be restrained. ...Except for the first time when she ran around the house (this veterinary acupuncturist makes house calls) leaving a trail of needles in her wake. Bo-Purr's courage has been such an inspiration that my sister has been emboldened to consider acupuncture for herself.
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Great to hear. My 17 yr old renial failure cat (who looks about 10) has accupuncture weekly and although it will not cure her allows her to have a better and comfortable life.
Quick Update - TV shows to watch
Not much time for blogging at the moment, but a few thoughts...
1. If you are a Jon Stewart fan, he is in rare form this week. Must be the new set.
2. I've been watching the new series 30 days -- I'm not much into reality TV, but it's fabulous. I think the most interesting thing about it is isn't driven by conflict as much as on people coming to together. People come to understand and respect people on the other side of a topic's fence and they often end up being changed by the experience.
More this weekend... maybe.
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Dabbling in alternative medicine
So in my previous post, I eventually described going to the doctor for fatigue. When I did that, I suspected that I might have hypothyroidism. Although the blood tests didn't show that to be the case, my sister convinced me that I might be experiencing a slowing of thyroid function and started taking a supplement she recommended.
The supplement is basically just iodine -- the stuff they put in salt to prevent thyroid problems. This particular supplement contains two different iodine compounds. My sister gets if from a doctor at the University of Pittsburgh who has a study in progress to test its effectiveness. (I don't know anything about his research and I'm not part of the study.)
I don't add a lot of salt to food and when I cook at home, I prefer uniodized sea salt. I figured, what the hell. It must be safe enough if they put it in salt.
I have noticed on difference since I started taking it. I sweat. This sounds strange, but I never used to sweat. It could be hot and humid and I'd barely even glow -- not even climbing chichen Itzen in June under the hot mid-day sun. Of course this meant that my body didn't cool off properly -- I was the queen of heat exhaustion.
Now I actually sweat it's hot out or I exert myself.
Not sweating is one of the subtle symptoms of an underfunctioning thyroid.
More recently I read Anne Louis Gittleman's Fast Track One-Day Detox Diet. It's not the first ALG book I've read. She's a total food nazi and I've never been able to stick with her food flush program, but I have lost weight and felt better when I've incorporated some of the principals of her nutritional philosophy: less refined carb, more veggies, more omega fats, less saturated fat. I even ate ground flaxseeds and drank organic, sugar free cranberry juice (and developed a taste for it straight).
I don't know if I'll have the discipline to do the 9-day diet and 1-day fast described in Fast Track, but something clicked when I read about estrogen dominance. I started reading more online and decided to try progesterone cream. I ordered it online and started using it Friday.
Already I am feeling the effect, I have more energy and I slept much better the last few nights. I was having a flairup of rosacea on my chest and face and it's cleared up on my chest. And somehow, I feel like I'm breathing easier, or deeper, or perhaps I'm just getting more out of each breath -- I don't know how to explain it but it feels good.
Wow!
That was when I started dabbling in alternative medicine.
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It's interesting that you mention this and the fatigue. It makes me wonder if I have a slight thyroid problem because I rarely sweat. It's almost dangerous to put me in a sauna because I just overheat instead of sweating. And fatigue? Well, I try to get 8 hours or more every night--which is a real shocker for a college student--and I still have fatigue issues.
Nicole, thyroid problems are common in women -- much more so than in men. The standard test for hypothyroidism (TSH) measures the amount of Thyroid Stimulating Hormone in the blood stream. The higher the TSH, the lower the thyroid function. Traditional docs will treat elevated TSH (low thyroid), typically with synthetic thyroid. Many alternative practitioners don't consider the TSH blood test as the definitive test, and of course prefer natural treatments. (You can read for hours on this if you are so inclined.) I don't have medical training so I can't counsel you accept to tell you to trust your intuition about your health. If the fatigue is a problem for you, you have every right to seek an explanation and solution. And if you don't find help from one doctors, know that others may look at the evidence differently and treat patients differently.
Wow, I'm glad you're getting positive results. One of my problems with allopathic doctors is they know so little and care even less about food and diet and the possible effects they have. For a while I went to a naturopath, and while it wasn't the whole answer for me, it was nice to get a different, more holistic perspective on health.
Selectively Organic
Ages ago, my husband complained that the big-ass strawberries they grow these days just don't have the flavor of the ones he remembers from his childhood. I suggested that he should try the organic ones, since they were more likely to be like the strawberries of yore, given that today's are franken foods. True to his average Joe nature, my husband balked at that suggestion.
Now frankenstrawberrys have become more flavorfull, but my husband I have become more selectively organic. It hasn't always been at my suggestion, and when he's suggested it I've had the educational TV -- such as the Discovery channel -- to thank.
My introduction to organic food was Amy's Organic burritos. I still love the bean and veggie ones. Often I eat regular processed foods, I just think they are over done -- too salty, too sugary. So I started trying organics because they typically used less salt and sugar.
Then I heard about the way they raised chicken and started buying organic when it was convenient. My husband (then boyfried) was skeptical -- he was inclined to trust the FDA to protect us.
Until he saw something on the Discover channel (or some such thing) about how they raise chickens. we've been buying organic chicken most of the time since then, and more recently have gone organic on beef.
I'm not alone. I heard a peice on NPR about how stores are having trouble stocking enough organic milk. The demand had been going up and dairy farmers were reluctant to convert. Then, a coworker mentioned that she was only buying organic milk for her four year old daughter and that most of her mom friends were doing the same. The reason -- hormones given to dairy cows are thought to be responsible for girls getting their periods at earlier and earlier ages.
Now we all might be nuts and worried for no reason, but when it's just as easy to buy organic, why not do what you can to avoid having to explain tampon use to your eight year old?
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I was just complaining to a friend a couple days ago that the strawberries I get today are of poorer quality than those I got when I was a kid. They don't taste as good, they don't ripen as evenly... Of course, I grew up just across the river from a small produce farm where you could go pick your own strawberries every summer. They probably weren't truly organic, but almost certainly had to be better than fruit from huge commercial operations that ship all over the country.
Similarly, a small meat farm near us provided locally-produced meat and cheese. The owners were very proud that they didn't use hormones or chemicals on their herds, and considering the quality of their products they had every right to be.
Living in a city is supposed to provide all kinds of benefits as far as food selection goes, but I have to say that rural areas have their points too.
I think one of the issues with produce in general is that we've gotten accustomed to eating it out of season -- so much so that most people don't actually know what a truly ripe apple/cherry/strawberry should taste like. One advantage to living in a rural area is that you can actually see (and smell) what is currently on the vines/trees/bushes and instinctively know what is best that day. It's not a question of organic v. non-organic, imo, just of what is ready to be picked.
And, really, the area I live in is only quasi-rural. We have a bi-weekly farmer's market that does an excellent job of both education and promotion of local goods. Which isn't to say that I haven't been known to plow through a bag of Lay's potato chips on occasion, just that I try to eat the freshest produce I can lay my hands on. It does make a difference.
Adrienne makes a great point. (Hi, A, glad you are reading!!) I've lived in highly populated areas for a while, and I just discovered last year how important in-season can be.
During my "sabbatical," I took it upon myself to learn how to make guacamole without a recipe. Let me tell you -- it's all about the avacados. Good avacados, good guac. Bad avacados, bad guac. The amount of other stuff in it -- really, really secondary. I'd call it tertiary (because I like the word tertiary), but then I wouldn't have a second thing. Anyway, even though all avacados in Ohio are grown in CA or Mexico, they definitely have a season. December avacados? Very bad guac.
Getting unhappy with traditional medicine
I'm thinking about doing something I never imagined doing -- breaking up with my doctor. I never saw myself in this position simply because I never thought I would have a close enough relationship with a doctor.
But first, let me explain how I got here. (Be warned. This is long.)
My mom is a nurse who always seemed to have a supply of prescription drugs and remedies on hand to treat me at home. When I did need, say, a prescription for a antibiotic, half the time, she just had a doctor at work write one without seeing me. The other half of the time, she had me to the doctor and home to the babysitter before 9 AM -- no waiting.
So I've had a very proactive model for dealing with doctors, but I also didn't get a lot of practice dealing with doctors.
The first time I had to wait for a doctors appointment I was shocked. I talked my way into waiting standby in the lobby, and was amazed by the parade of pharma reps marching through the office.
At the time, I my HMO PPC was a largish practice that included a bunch of MDs, an osteopath, and a psychiatrist. It's key advantage was that it was on the campus of a hospital and was five minutes from work.
The visit with the doctor took five minutes. Having a cold that had turned into brochitis over the course of three weeks, we both knew I needed an antibiotic.
It was at least another five years before I visited a doctor again. This time for a back problem that developed after moving. I got an appointment with the osteopath, because I knew osteopathic training focused on skeletal alignment and biomechanics. That visit was a much better experience. He studied the way I moved and explained what was going on biomechanically and why I had more trouble with it before my period. My treatment included a chiropractic-type adjustment, a couple prescriptions to help me through the healing period, and exercises for long-term healing and prevention.
The osteopath's approach appealed to me because it treated the problem at it's source. It assumed that my body would heal if I gave it what it needed. Drugs were just an interim solution.
My next experience with a doctor was a visit to the gynecologist for a vaginal infection. Although I've never been for regular doctor's visits, I had, until this point, kept up with annual gyn exams. I asked for a full panel of STD test, he asked me how many partner's I'd had and tersely told me not to worry about it. He asked me what kind of birth control I was using and I when I told him condoms, he declared that I would be pregnant with six months.
He was wrong about getting pregnant and I haven't been back the gynecologist since. That was probably about six years ago.
I developed a habit of doctor avoidance. No biggie, I didn't really need one.
But as I've aged, my body has been changing and I don't know if I should be concerned about the changes or not. I'm not ancient -- I'm only 35. For a long time, I blamed the changes on stress, avoided the doctor and assumed that if I only had the time to really rest, it would get better and I would feel like myself again.
The stress reached a crescendo around the time of my wedding in 2004. From 2001-2004 I lived in Ohio, but kept my job of many years in Pittsburgh. My work arrangement involved much more time away from home than I originally thought it would -- at least two days a week. I know many people travel for work, and most of them handle it much better than I did. What can I say, I'm just a person who likes to sleep in her own bed at night, and perhaps needs to sleep in her own bed at night. Toward the end of that period, wedding planning only added to the stress.
I gained weight. I rationalized that I was eating out too much and didn't have time to exercies. I was tired all the time. I rationalized that I had too much to do and worry about and never enough time to get caught up. I developed rosacea and my hair started falling out. I was always on the verge of a cold or a yeast infection. I chalked it up to stress because I just didn't know what to make of it.
So after my wedding, I quit my Pittsburgh job and took a break. I didn't even try to find a job for a few months. For months, I slept for 15 hours a day and never felt rested. I took it really easy, but I never healed. My hair stopped falling out, but that was as good as it got.
I started looking for a job, thinking that just needed to get back into the swing of activities, but even after going back to work, I was still dragging and often feeling achy all over.
That was when I started to go to my current doctor. He was recommended by a friend and he's a nice enough guy, but he's just too allopathic. To be fair, I think I overwhelmed him with my laundry list of symptoms. And by this time, I was really upset with myself for not getting better on my own. He did order a panel of blood tests, but he also recommended an antidepressant (Cymbalta).
I took it. What can I say, I was so tired of being tired. The blood tests turned up nothing and the antidepressants only made me less upset about being perpetually tired and slightly less achy. So he gave me another one (Wellbutrin). The second antidepressant (on top of the first) did give me more of a life (I've since read online that Wellbutrin can be used recreationally as a stimulant).
I'm not entirely comfortable with needing to depend on drugs, but I could deal with the fact that I was feeling a little more like myself -- my pre-30 self.
Then in May, I mysteriously got hives. No changes in diet, soap or detergent. Just hives. For weeks. Another trip to the doctor, another prescription, another set of blood test.
The blood test showed nothing conclusive, the doctor recommended simply staying on the antihistamin. I noted that my aches were returning, especially in my hips. He recommended ibuprophen.
*Sigh* OK, now I'm really sick of the pills. But mostly, I'm tired of feeling like I'm only allowed one symptom per rushed visit. I'm tired of getting my symptoms treated with explanation. I don't want to a take one drug per day per symptom, I want to be healthy again.
Maybe what I'm experiencing isn't nearly as simple as that back problem I had a couple years ago, but I'm yearning for the approach the ostepath took to that problem.
To be continued...
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