I want to share with you my thoughts on Homeopathic medicine as I experienced it first hand.
And this is what I have concluded. Its bullshit.. pure utter unadulterated monkey crap. I would have had a better result if, I had my pet rabbit shit in my eye and beat myself with the feathers of a dead sparrow while dancing around an open fire.
What I endured was one of pain and suffering. Here in Malaysia you have your usual spread of doctors, specialists and witch doctors, all offering their version of medicinal solutions. One day I was offered by a friend to go for this procedure called 'Bekam'. I don't know if there is an equivalent in English though. Anyway it involves sucking out 'bad blood' from my body. Yep, bad blood. The explanation is that women have their monthly cycle of blood drippings, which of course is glorified by television ads that shows a guy in a white lab coat pouring blue liquid into cotton, and then the woman is able to run a marathon, happy, but that's a whole other blog entry. Anyway, men have no such cycle where we remove 'bad blood' from our body hence the need for 'Bekam'. This oil change as it were, is recommended once or twice a year. by removing blood that has clotted or blood that is old, then your body can make new blood which in turn helps your heart. Your body will suppose to feel fresher and more vibrant. I guess it kind of made sense which is why I agreed to doing it. And also the fact that I'm game to try anything as long as there is no risk of dying of a heart attack.
The first step is to make several minor slits on my back using what felt like the rustiest Gillette blade on the planet. It was like a mice trying to frantically climb out of a deep hole filling up with water for fear of drowning. With these incisions made, the 'doctor' with his many diploma's on the wall mind you, proceeded to suck out the blood using a bell shaped glass and a suction hand pump. Yea!
And this is what I have concluded. Its bullshit.. pure utter unadulterated monkey crap. I would have had a better result if, I had my pet rabbit shit in my eye and beat myself with the feathers of a dead sparrow while dancing around an open fire.
What I endured was one of pain and suffering. Here in Malaysia you have your usual spread of doctors, specialists and witch doctors, all offering their version of medicinal solutions. One day I was offered by a friend to go for this procedure called 'Bekam'. I don't know if there is an equivalent in English though. Anyway it involves sucking out 'bad blood' from my body. Yep, bad blood. The explanation is that women have their monthly cycle of blood drippings, which of course is glorified by television ads that shows a guy in a white lab coat pouring blue liquid into cotton, and then the woman is able to run a marathon, happy, but that's a whole other blog entry. Anyway, men have no such cycle where we remove 'bad blood' from our body hence the need for 'Bekam'. This oil change as it were, is recommended once or twice a year. by removing blood that has clotted or blood that is old, then your body can make new blood which in turn helps your heart. Your body will suppose to feel fresher and more vibrant. I guess it kind of made sense which is why I agreed to doing it. And also the fact that I'm game to try anything as long as there is no risk of dying of a heart attack.
The first step is to make several minor slits on my back using what felt like the rustiest Gillette blade on the planet. It was like a mice trying to frantically climb out of a deep hole filling up with water for fear of drowning. With these incisions made, the 'doctor' with his many diploma's on the wall mind you, proceeded to suck out the blood using a bell shaped glass and a suction hand pump. Yea!
Now I just sat there waiting to bleed out. The wait was excruciatingly long and unnecessary, coupled with the fact that it hurt like all hell. And so, I was in essence bleeding into five cups. I guess this is something similar to the treatment that involves leeches. I don't which is more barbaric or absurd. Funny enough the blood that was first drawn was a deep dark crimson color with the consistency of jello. You basically have to keep going until all the 'bad blood' is gone and a lighter red emerges. All access blood was wiped off as I had to go for another round after quickly filling up the first 5 cups with my goo. Sterilisation was a little suspect as all the blood was wiped off with toilet paper no less. The blade was probably used by a prior patient who had AIDS knowing my luck.
And so, was all this worth it? Is it all lies? I can tell you I felt light headed for a few days to which my friend said that that was normal. Normal my ass. Nothing normal about it. Not to mention the fact that my back looked like an over sized dice. Roll me over. Has this help my health any and way? Or better yet, can the heath benefits be quantified? But then again that would mean some component of science involved to give this some legitimacy. But that's not Homeopathy now is it?
1 comment:
Yeah....gross and unnecessary....
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