I can't remember being sick much when I was growing up on the farm. Granny always had a tonic, salve or brew to make even the biggest pain better. Nowadays there are so many meds for this and that, life just seems like a pill dependant nightmare.
For Example (to air my dirty laundry in public). I have arthritis pretty bad so I take Ibuprophen, which in turn contributes to IBS and incontenence so then I take Imodium to help that and I stay very close to home. I also have fibromyalgia which is treated by Baclofen which makes my legs cramp, Therego I drop the Ibuprophen for a couple of days and use Meloxicam instead. Meloxicam makes my stomach hurt so then I take Prilosec and Ranitidine. Lastly, I have asthma, which came late in life. I use an inhaler for that and recently I was diagnosted with allergies. Gee, You think the ten cats I have contribute to that. Oh yes! Lets not forget the depression I was told I have. Really! I don't feel depressed or do I?
I am so disgusted. Having real painful offlictions is bad enough without having someone tell me I have things that are wrong with me I was perfectly happy not knowing. I am afraid to have any test done.
Sometimes it gets too easy to swallow a pill intead of just taking better care of ourselves, naturally.
What is the point of this rant. Simple advice.
While you are able, try to eat better (while you still have teeth), walk farther (while you can still move), Laugh louder (while you still have enough air in your lungs) and turn off that dad blame television. Those medication commercial are brainwashing us all.
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