That’s right, for Christmas I’m getting a new neck.
It’s by far the most expensive gift I’ve ever gotten, yet the most unpleasant, which seems contradictory. If I was really going to ask Santa to drop several grand on me for a gift, it would be something like a tour of Europe, or a loaded Jeep Rubicon, or lifetime housekeeping services. It certainly wouldn’t be a costly surgery. But I’ve been struggling with this herniated disc issue for months now and after trying every alternative treatment short of voodoo in order to avoid surgery, I’m putting my neck into the hands of modern medicine for relief.
Don’t get me wrong, I believe in modern medicine, but I also believe in alternative health methods. Being self-employed with high deductible insurance, our medical expenses are out of pocket up to twelve large, so I’ve used homeopathic medical options over the years with great results that have saved my family serious green and promoted greater personal health accountability. There’s a place for both disciplines in healthcare and I don’t understand why they aren’t equally valued and more cooperative with each other. While working through this herniated disc issue, I’ve witnessed how these two disciplines don’t necessarily play well together.
Homeopaths often think modern medical professionals are all part of the convoluted health care system backed by big pharmacy corporations who function to treat symptoms to keep us dependent on pricey treatments and meds. Modern medical professionals often think homeopathic applications are hogwash and practitioners are quacks. I’ve found there is some truth in both accusations.
I’ve gone to see doctors, told them my symptoms to which they nod and pull out a prescription pad.
I inquire, “So, doctor, what’s causing my symptoms?”
“Oh, it could be a number of things. If this medicine doesn’t work, we’ll just try another one.”
Hmmm. I like knowing the source of my health issues and doing what I can with diet and lifestyle changes before I just pop pills willy nilly.
Then, I’ve been to alternative practitioners and when their treatments haven’t produced results, I say that I’m going to see a doctor. Oh the shaming! They beg me not to sell out to “Big Drug” and feed the evil system. “If you’ll just wear this herbal poultice around your neck 24/7 for six months and eat raw for the rest of your life, you’ll be healed!” I’m sure I would, but I like going out in public not smelling like boiled cumin and, while I do try to eat healthy, I’m not opposed to an occasional Twinkie.
There’s a happy medium in there somewhere, and value in both disciplines. I’ve benefited from both and been frustrated by both. When medical doctors think other methods could work, I wish they’d refer patients to it. When alternative practitioners methods are insufficient, I wish they’d acknowledge the amazing miracle of modern medical technology.
Anyhoo, I hope all your Christmas wishes are under the tree. Meanwhile, I’ll be under the knife.