You know how people like to hate on celebrities that cry about being photographed? For example, if Kim Kardashian complains about getting away from the paparazzi many people say she deserves what she gets since she broadcasts her life all over the place.
Now I assure you I am not comparing myself to Kim Kardashian. She has more money and a way hotter ass than mine. But I do put myself out there on a daily basis on this blog. And I have opinions, lots of them. I have more opinions than there are words in the dictionary my friends.
Want to know one of my opinions? Medicine sucks. Western medicine is over used, over prescribed and full of god only knows what types of chemicals. Like HELL is that stuff getting in my body. I have said or typed all of those things at one time or another.
But then there was the time that I couldn’t stand up straight from that ear infection and I had to get those ear drops.
And then there was the time that I was having those crazy digestion problems and my doctor thought I had a stomach infection. (I would have rather had the stomach infection then the whole cut down on coffee, cheese, beer, wine, and everything good in life diagnosis but that’s not today’s post is it.)
And then there was the time that I sat on the couch and cried my eyes out because my head hurt so much and my nose hurt so much and so much snot was pouring out of me that it could fill ALL of the great lakes should they ever run dry. That was Tuesday night. And I got myself allllllllll hopped up on cold medication. If not for my sake for Brad’s so I would stop crying and he could fall asleep.

So where does my big bad opinion about medicine leave me?
For some reason I’ve spent the majority of my life being a black and white person. No in between. There was right and there was wrong. But in my old age (my bad hips and knees make me feel like I’m 80 so just go with this okay) I’ve learned that there are shades of grey (Canadian spelling people).
Does thinking medicine is bad but popping a pill when my head feels like it’s going to pop off make me a bad person?
I don’t think so.
I think it makes me human. I will always seek out an alternative way, method, treatment. I’ll try to listen to my body and try to heal my ailment by adjusting my food, or rest, or lifestyle. For a few days I chose compromise instead of my opinions. And I’m happy to say I’m feeling better this morning.
Just don’t send the paparazzi over to take photos. I’ve got crusty nose and swollen eye that would scare a hairless cat.