Doctors are of the human species. Brave souls who take the risk of making decisions that may pit us against them. I always keep on mind my brothers and sisters are just as fallible as me. I’ve seen the frivolity of law drive up costs and drive up the profession’s need to protect itself. But it’s gone too far.
“Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.” Hippocrates Start here: What You Eat Matters - 2018 Documentary H.O.P.E. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDg7tlEJD64 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDg7tlEJD64 Did you watch it? Experience tells me most won’t, so I’ll go on to tell you what I gleaned from it. If we see how we dare treat animals to please our taste buds... Continue Reading →
When the military trains its fighting men and women, I’ve heard it is impressed on them they need to take care of the person to their left and their right. It’s a psychology thing. They fight for each other—take care of each other. When they come home, it’s every man/woman for themselves. Is this the... Continue Reading →
Believe it or not, after I thought of this title, I realized it was catchy and did a search on it to see if it has been used elsewhere. It has. A doctor left her practice because she could no longer stand the fact that many people are dying because of medications that are being given. Her... Continue Reading →
I warn you, if you’re aging out and have a fall, it might not be the fall that kills you; it could be the care you receive. Should I call it care? Just don’t fall. It all Started here in The Saga of Cracks: https://joycebowen.wordpress.com/2017/11/17/1151/#more-1151 I just made it home on Friday after a stint... Continue Reading →
Yes—I’m back—sort of. It’s been a rough several months. I’m hoping it’s nearly over. I broke my damn foot in a pedicure bath—I got terribly ill—then I fell in the street. https://joycebowen.wordpress.com/2017/11/17/1151 Over the last several months, I’ve learned that even Medicare leaves me out in the cold. I’ve been on Medicare since 2006 due to disability. I’ve had... Continue Reading →
Look painful? It is. I’d been sick for weeks. After I crawled out of that abyss, I regained confidence. Too much, I’d say. Remember that glorious feeling you get when the dimness of sickness leaves your body? I remember it, but it no longer touches me. Still—there is a glimmer. The memory touches me. But Multiple Sclerosis... Continue Reading →
क्या यह मुस्कुराते हुए चेहरे याद है? मैंने अपनी पोस्ट में इस्तिक के बारे में लिखा: https://joycebowen.wordpress.com/2017/09/10/am-i-a-racist/ बार-बार, मैं सुविधा स्टोर में जाता हूं, और काउंटर के पीछे एक स्कॉलिंग इस्तिका होगा। मैं तड़के और मुस्कुराया, और अंत में पाया गया कि Istiak मुस्कुराते हुए इन तस्वीरों में महत्वपूर्ण रूप से चित्रित... Continue Reading →
via Istiak Needs a Kidney I saw Issy this morning. His smile is brilliant. He told me he showed his mother this post, and she told him it was a good omen. He has accepted that he will probably die and that I do not doubt with the small response to this post. I consider Issy... Continue Reading →
