FINALLY. FINALLY. FINALLY.
I HAVE FINALLY BEEN VINDICATED, AND INFORMATION THAT IS PLAIN OLD COMMON SENSE HAS GONE MAINSTREAM. FINALLY.
Sorry for yelling. I’m just excited.
Neurologist Dr. David Perlmutter M.D., wrote a book that was just released this fall: ”GRAIN BRAIN: The Surprising Truth About Wheat, Carbs, and Sugar – Your Brain’s Silent Killers“.
If you have Type 2 diabetes, READ THIS BOOK.
If you have a blood-related family member with a neurodegenerative disease, especially Alzheimer’s disease, READ THIS BOOK.
If you have depression, anxiety, ADHD, chronic headaches, insomnia, epilepsy, movement disorders, digestive symptoms, arthritis, Tourette’s syndrome or schizophrenia, READ THIS BOOK.
If your cognitive function and memory is declining as you age, READ THIS BOOK.
If you are overweight, READ THIS BOOK.
If you have no problems at all, and just want to have a bit more insurance that your little grey cells will fire the way you would like them to as you age into your 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s, – then READ THIS BOOK. Read more…
We have all heard the following:
Laughter is the best medicine. Happiness is the best medicine. Knowledge is the best medicine. Prevention is the best medicine. Nutrition is the best medicine. Medicine is the best medicine.
I will now make the case for the best of the best:
Group Mountain Hiking is by far and away the best medicine on earth.
Yup. This is a bold statement, I know. Read more…
This is not a blog about the pitfalls of Big Pharma. I’m not a conspiracy theorist that believes the pharmaceutical industry is only a money making machine that does not care about the health and lives of the people it is manufacturing drugs for. And I am not a person who tries to avoid pharmaceutical drugs at all costs.
There is a time and place for pharma drugs; in situations that could mean the difference between life and death; in situations that could mean the difference between suffering and a good quality of life.
Those types of drugs are not the subject of this post.
The useless drugs I am referring to, are those that continue to be prescribed by physicians for no good reason.
The following is an example of one of these useless drugs. Read more…
My dream was to play basketball into my late 70s.
Sure, that was a lofty goal, but with all of the natural therapies I had at my fingertips and my collaboration with other naturopathic physicians at medical conferences, I felt I had a good outside shot of reaching this goal (pun intended). Part of that plan was to have stem cell regenerative PRP (platelet rich protein) therapy in my later years to assist my musculoskeletal system to maintain itself at a high level in order for me to accomplish this goal. If it was good enough for Kobe Bryant to have had this treatment administered into his knees, it would have been good enough for me.
Of course, oral and intravenous nutrient therapies were also part of the plan to have helped me reach my lofty goal.
However, today I have abandoned that goal. Abandoned it completely. Read more…
Over the past 2 decades, I have been asked why I had gone into naturopathic medicine, especially after having worked as a critical care nurse in a teaching hospital, and after having taught critical care neurology to registered nurses at a local college. In essence, people were asking me: why did I venture on to the dark side? – or into the light? – or to whatever? – depending on your own point of view and your own belief systems.
Why the switcheroo? Many people over the years have wondered and asked me this. Read more…
This weekend I attended a retreat called the “Rural Writers”. It was a retreat in beautiful Smithers, northern British Columbia, that puts on workshops for those with a passion for writing. It didn’t matter about the level of experience one had. At the retreat there were accomplished published authors, people who were self-published and working on more projects, people who had no intention of being published but who wrote for the love of writing . . . and then there was me.
You know that Sesame Street song:
One of these things is not like the other Read more…
Well, they aren’t really my sherpas, but they are the most stellar daughters I could have ever asked for.
I haven’t been physically fit for the past few years now, mostly due to sports injuries as well as to my neglect to make time for rigorous physical activity. My multiple excuses have continually trumped my desire to engage in prolonged rigorous exercise, and therefore the latter has not seen the light of day as a priority in my life for the past 5 years.
However, in the last three days I went on two hikes; Harvey Mountain and the Little Onion.
For the Harvey Mountain hike, I trekked with a group of women known as the Friday girls. This group consists of women in their late 50s, 60s and 70s. These young chicks scurried up the mountain like mountain goats. Unbelievable. Read more…