Sculpin

Thanks for the good wishes, folks. I’m very much on the mend.

I see a naturopath as my primary care provider — she’s close by, she’s smart, she has experience with CFIDS, she has a good relationship with a conventional doctor, and besides, most of what a PCP does for me is refer me to specialists and give me my annual exam. (And she’s really close by; I don’t drive.) But I am a bit suspicious, as woo-woo chicks go, and I’ve known some people whose naturopaths told them crazy whacked-out nonsensical things. So unless I’ve seen respectable studies indicating otherwise, I always assume the naturopathic stuff isn’t going to work worth a damn. And I am consistently surprised to find that it does. I should know better by this time.

On Tuesday, I was sure I’d be on the horn yelling, “Get me antibiotics! Forget this hippie shit! Get me real drugs!” by Friday. But today, after several weeks of mad coughing and sinus discomfort and various gory details, I’m pretty much fine. Tired, pretty sore in the ribs, still clearing my throat a fair bit, but basically fine. Once again, I’m astonished.

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