I recently had my own “Suzanne Somers like” hospital experience and I’m still reeling! Don’t get me wrong – I totally believe in the necessity of good hospitals and medical doctors and that they save many lives everyday. Unfortunately, I also believe that the situation below, probably happens way to often.
Scene 1: Emergency Room Saturday 7:30 a.m. I had gotten in the middle of a dog fight the night before and suffered several deep wounds on Friday evening. FYI – Never, ever put your hand between fighting dogs and NO – A dog’s mouth is not cleaner than a human’s. Anyway, long story short – I woke up Saturday morning with 102 temperature – NOT GOOD. I drove myself to the ER. I’m told within just a few minutes, I’m being admitted and IV antibiotics are started. I can understand the concern and the preventative measures. This is what hospitals are for.
Scene 2: About 7:00 Saturday evening, the hospital attending on duty shows up. She pulls up a chair very close to my bed and with a grim, serious face, proceeds to tell me, “The x-ray of my hand in the ER revealed a disturbing finding”. Exact words folks, “You have a bone lesion in your hand and unfortunately, it’s the kind consistent in people with lung cancer. It has nothing to do with the injury, trust me I questioned the radiologist. I want to get some chest x-rays right away”. And, depending on what the hand surgeon says, we may also need a MRI to get a better look at the lesion”. I am away to x-ray within 30 minutes. Not kidding! I said out loud – “OMG! Did my dog just save my life?” And, I’m thinking, “I guess I’m going to get the opportunity to live what I believe (not that I really want to)”. I’m convinced that destroying the cancer with toxic chemo you also destroy the body’s ability to heal itself. A body that can heal itself can survive cancer (the short story). You see – I believe everything happens for a reason. (I had the MRI the next morning).
Can you imagine! Here I am in the hospital with a dog bites and this doctor is sitting in front of me seriously telling me she thinks I have cancer. She doesn’t know anything about me. After delivering the bad news, she tells me, “The good news is – all my blood work looks great and I’m healthy, which is a big plus” (except for the cancer thing). She doesn’t ask me if I have any family members are friends there. She doesn’t say, “This could be nothing”. She leaves telling me she’ll be back early in the morning. Wow – I got a great night’s sleep! After going plant-based, I’ve been able to totally come off the blood pressure medicine I had taken for 10 years. It’s been almost 2 years now. I thought I was handling the news pretty well, but my blood pressure said otherwise.
Scene 3: The doctor enters the next morning to tell me my chest x-rays came back clear, (I swear, she seemed disappointed). It took her about 2 minutes to deliver this news along with, there is still a chance the lesion is malignant, and the surgeon will be in later to talk to me about it. About 3:00 p.m., he shows up to confirm I have a bone lesion in my hand. I ask if the MRI confirmed malignancy. “Oh no! (he said), We won’t know that until we remove it.” So the MRI was unnecessary and useless? “Oh no – it gave me a better look at what I’m dealing with”. I am instructed to make an appointment with his office for Wednesday (3 days later). I did not.
Scene 4: Nurse shows up a few minutes later and I ask if I can go home now. She goes and asks the doctor and I’m released with prescriptions in hand for pain and antibiotics (or so I thought), I couldn’t seem to find them – that’s a whole other blog!
Okay – so I don’t have lung cancer and I guess there is a small chance that have some kind of malignant thing in my hand – but I doubt it. I’m pretty sure if I wanted to pursue this, which I don’t, I would find out the location of the so-called lesion, is in the exact same spot where I received a really bad cut when I was a girl. It severed nerves and still sends pain up my arm if I hit it. I’m sure there was some scar tissue left over from that healing.
MORAL OF THE STORY – Stuff happens and sometimes the hospital is unavoidable. If you do wind up in the hospital:
1. Question everything! Speak up! Try to have someone with you taking notes and asking questions when the doctor visits.
2. FACT – Hospitals are the best place to pick up a bug or infection. Get out of there as soon as possible!
3. Do your best to avoid doctors and hospitals. Take responsibility for your health through diet and exercise. “The REAL solution to America’s “Healthcare Crisis” is to “GET HEALTHY”! Good Food For Thought…..
4. When pharmaceutical antibiotics are unavoidable. Began taking a heavy duty probiotic (good bacteria) immediately. Along with killing the bad bacteria, the antibiotic destroys all your good bacteria (your natural immune system). Without the good stuff available in your system to fight the bad stuff, you have a good chance of contracting a viral, bacterial, and fungal infection when the antibiotics are stopped.
FYI – Try “Antiseptine” natural antibiotic ointment for cuts and scrapes. (I’m allergic to the ingredients in common over the counter chemical ointments). Antiseptine has all of my favorite anti-fungal and anti-bacterial solutions in one jar (coconut oil, aloe vera, tea tree oil, etc.). Find it online or you can make your own. The web is full of effective natural remedy recipes.