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Originally Posted by WI Crippler  I don't use anything at all. I haven't had to. If I have a cold or flu or bad headache or sore back or sore knee, I just push through it without any kind of medicine(prescription or OTC) or "natural" remedy and eventually it goes away on its own. If I ever get something bad, it will be bad enough that herbs aren't going to cure/fix it and I will eventually have to go to the hospital. I'm just doing my part to help keep costs down. |
I absolutely agree. I only go when I feel it's necessary.
I very nearly died from a Thyroid Storm because I "felt sick" but didn't want to go to the doc.
Hell, when I worked on the river and as Ski Patrol, I had several fractures that I never had professionally treated because I didn't see the point. Both wrists, fingers, toes, ankles, nose, concussions. I splinted myself and/or just dealt with the pain. Since I had free range of movement in every case, and i knew that there wasn't much to be done for a fracture, I really didn't see the point in spending the money. I could splint my own wrists, fingers, etc. My nose... eh, it wasn't crooked, so whatever. Has a knot on it now, but they couldn't have prevented that.
When I fractured my back (and twisted the same vertebrae) it was weeks before I finally took myself to a doctor. The pain had to get that bad, and not show signs of improvement. It was the
increase in pain that got me to the doc, not the pain itself. (If that makes sense. It wasn't getting better, it was getting worse)
When I tore up my knee, it wasn't until I was unable to walk that I finally took myself to the doctor. (4 months of physical therapy for that one)
When I had kidney stones, it was the unbearable, acute, ever increasing pain that made me feel that something was terribly, terribly wrong and thus I should go into the ER because I MUST be dying.
When my cat bit me, I took myself to a clinic and got penicillin immediately because I knew how bacteria ridden cat bites could be. I ended up in the hospital for that too, but it took days before I finally went (I could see the infection spreading up my arm) and I argued with the ER doc about admitting me. I didn't want to be admitted. But he insisted that if I wanted to keep my hand, I had to be admitted. I finally conceded. LOL