My daughter graduated from the acupuncture program in Nelson, B.C. this past weekend.
Her knowledge of Chinese medicine and acupuncture has already helped many of our family members including myself.
She continues onward with excitement and passion toward obtaining her R.TCM.P designation (Registered Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner).
Beautiful as ever. Smart as ever. Enthusiastic as ever.
Congratulations and good luck Hilary!!
This afternoon I was going to attend a memorial for a person whom I didn’t know and who committed suicide. I wanted to attend in order to be supportive to the person whom I did know and who cared for this individual.
I changed my mind about attending and thought I could be more helpful by writing this blog.
Tens of thousands of people from around the world read my blog. I’m not sure why. I basically write this blog for a handful of my family members and friends. However, the internet being what it is, and to the many of you who browse my blog, this is what I have to say to anyone thinking of taking their own life right now:
Hang in there. Please. Read more…
Her long form English name was Patricia. Canadians called her Pat; it was Mrs. Savich, to the younger ones that loved her. Her long form Greek name was Panayiota, and Pota for short.
She was an enthusiastic ball of affection, who took no guff from anyone, and had arms wide enough for everyone. She was devoted, passionate, feisty and above all, loving. She rode a roller coaster of emotional highs and lows most of her life, always (and unnecessarily), apologizing for this sweet and precious aspect of her humanity.
She was simply, beautiful. On her tomb stone it reads, “Compassionate, Beautiful, Indomitable Soul”.
She would have been 84 this year had she miraculously survived ALS. In 2 months, it will be the 16th anniversary of her death. And like every year, donating to ALS groups and to pALS is what I do to honour her memory. I’ve blogged about this disease extensively.
This year, I wanted to do something a bit different. Read more…
I write this One Size Does Not Fit All website for my family and friends. So when WordPress.com sent me my annual blogger report for 2014, I was surprised to see that my website had been viewed 9800 times last year. I only have a few handfuls of family members and friends.
I’m a bottom line person so I’ll cut right to the chase. I’d like whoever is reading this blog to donate money to this infant and his family. Imagine. If all 9800 views resulted in a $10 donation, that would be close to $100K. Obviously, most of the people that read my blog are fly-by-nighters who don’t get much out of reading my boring personal life stories, along with information that I write mostly for my own posterity. They are people who probably just straggled onto my website inadvertently.
However, then there are folks like YOU, who read my stuff just because it’s me :), or you may be someone I’ve never met before but have a big heart.
This blog is for you. Read more…
When it comes to medicine, I would hazard a guess to say that almost every patient I have ever seen has never heard of this concept. As well, I would guess that almost every non-medical friend and family member of mine, does not understand these very important facts.
NNTs (Numbers Needed To Treat) and NNHs (Numbers Needed To Harm) are the most important numbers in the world of scientific medicine for clinical relevancy. Concerning your health and medical treatment, they are fabulous guidelines to make wise decisions from.
You know how some breaking news stories will exclaim, “Treatment XYZ decreases the risk of Disease ABC by 50%!!!” Not to mention, “40% of the time, Drug JKL is effective for curing Condition PQR!!!” Read more…
I used to be a medical misfit.
After a combined almost 40 years in healthcare, nursing and medical practice, I indeed used to think that I was a medical misfit. In the past, when I attended conventional medical conferences, I always had this sense that I didn’t “fit” in. When I attended naturopathic or alternative medical conferences, I also had this sense that I didn’t “fit” in. It used to bother me. It no longer does because I have changed my perspective. I’m not a misfit anymore, I’m a free agent now.
Both the religiosity of science and the religiosity of nature philosophy, for me, never trumped that which was most important and most effective for the patient. Read more…