• eastern medicine,  western medicine

    it’s the little things

    Yesterday I was due for another round of prolotherapy. This was my fourth treatment, each scheduled six weeks apart, and it’s a two-hour car ride each way to get to my doctor’s office. The specifics of prolotherapy aren’t really important right now (but if you’d like to know more this is a good site to visit); all that’s really pertinent to this post is that because of the number of injections I have during each round of treatment I need someone drive me home. Whether driving ten minutes away or taking a trip across the country, a good companion can make all the difference when you have a medical appointment / procedure / surgery.…

  • western medicine

    what i wish i’d known

    I wish I’d known that the more surgery you have (on a single part of your body) the harder it is to fix issues that inevitably arise later. Sure, I got almost two largely pain-free years following my first two hip surgeries, but when I hear things from doctors like “We’re* really up against it with the four hip surgeries you’ve had” I can’t help but think I made the wrong choice. Needless to say, it’s not the surgeons who utter these words, just all the other doctors. Surgery made so much sense, initially. If something is torn, you fix it. If there’s scar tissue building up, you clean it up. If there’s…

  • western medicine

    missing doses

    So I met some people for dinner last night, and I ended up only taking about a third of the medicine I usually take. Sometimes when I’m being social I don’t really have a great way to take my meds, so I simply don’t. It seems like it should be easy, right? Yet for some reason, unless I’m with people with whom I’m 100% comfortable, I’m going to miss a dose or two. Last night I did what I always do when I’m leaving the house for at least three hours, I packed my pills in my purse. It just makes good sense to be prepared, but there’s nothing like a…