My new Guinea Pig Role

C C said:
I'm all for [cautiously and critically] discovering via personal experiences how one deviates from the mythical or statistical product of the "average person"[1] -- i.e., exploring individual uniqueness.

I've done quite a bit of that with respect to myself (both voluntarily and involuntarily). Successful remedies and approaches (limited to moi) that I'd never waste my time unethically proposing to others who are obviously flagrantly fragile health wise -- those allergic to everything under the sun, prone to radical indigestion with respect to even mild dietary departures, would lose a limb from snakebite if not seeking professional medical help, etc.
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I'm a bit judgmental, perhaps, but in my experience, that's like everyone. Way back when people used to cringe over my stitching myself, clumsily, or relying upon super-glue for more serious wounds, and now that's a widely recognized and approved home remedy. I think most people just haven't read Nietzsche.
 
Pinball1970 said:
Spelling Looks right. From the Navy? Same with Steve McQueen I hope that never happens for you, latency period is very long.
Just keep getting checked sir.
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I grew up in the town that housed the first ever asbestos plant. It was abandoned by the original owners and the town kids used it for a playground. So I had fifteen years or so of exposure to asbestos before I joined the Navy. Then my job was in the engineering spaces, all those pipes were covered in asbestos. In the 1980s they started ripping it out of our ships, but we had been thorough exposed by then.

I'm 74 now and have a PFT every year. So far so good.
 
parmalee said:
I'm a bit judgmental, perhaps, but in my experience, that's like everyone. Way back when people used to cringe over my stitching myself, clumsily, or relying upon super-glue for more serious wounds, and now that's a widely recognized and approved home remedy. I think most people just haven't read Nietzsche.
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When I heard about the veterinary use, that was good enough for me. Never been lacerated bad enough to require it yet, though. Hubby doesn't make a good lab rat, so it's off to pro care for his mishaps. About the only time I ever visit a medical facility is when taking someone else to emergency, an appointment, or a procedure.

I've been bitten by poisonous snakes twice -- a different foot each time. And both occurrences I used a treatment that -- the last time I checked, is one of the very things they assert not to do. Got rid of the swollen, blackend condition after circa 36 hours -- walking around without consequences. In contrast to a cousin who went to the hospital and was still struggling to get over lingering effects a month afterwards.

Yeah, I'm going to die from some undiagnosed condition eventually -- but saved a lot of hassle going to countless regular check-ups and dealing with a loaded cabinet of prescription drugs.

Try to talk him into walking up and down the steep hill repeatedly with me for exercise and taking up my vegetable, fruit, and walnuts heavy diet -- but that's not going to happen. He's proper medical institution born and bred -- along with junk-food and a conflicting outdoorsman slash intermittent couch potato combo.
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C C said:
When I heard about the veterinary use, that was good enough for me. Never been lacerated bad enough to require it yet, though. Hubby doesn't make a good lab rat, so it's off to pro care for his mishaps. About the only time I ever visit a medical facility is when taking someone else to emergency, an appointment, or a procedure.

I've been bitten by poisonous snakes twice -- a different foot each time. And both occurrences I used a treatment that -- the last time I checked, is one of the very things they assert not to do. Got rid of the swollen, blackend condition after circa 36 hours -- walking around without consequences. In contrast to a cousin who went to the hospital and was still struggling to get over lingering effects a month afterwards.

Yeah, I'm going to die from some undiagnosed condition eventually -- but saved a lot of hassle going to countless regular check-ups and dealing with a loaded cabinet of prescription drugs.

Try to talk him into walking up and down the steep hill repeatedly with me for exercise and taking up my vegetable, fruit, and walnuts heavy diet -- but that's not going to happen. He's proper medical institution born and bred -- along with junk-food and a conflicting outdoorsman slash intermittent couch potato combo.
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I'm weirdly looking forward to the day that I get to use a staple gun on my head. And, funnily, epileptics are prone to repeatedly sustaining head injuries, so it's gonna happen.

I've had unusually, almost comically, bad luck with American medicine--so bad that it's simply not worth it to me anymore. Apart from a visit to a chiropractor 15 years ago, I haven't been to a doctor in over two decades now. I've tried to persuade vets to treat me countless times, as they've generally got a much broader knowledge base and, imho, tend to be far more competent, honest and ethical than the "average" American doctor. No luck yet.

Home remedies, folk medicine and the like work a lot of the time. And there are plenty of countries in the more affluent parts of the world where people are far more receptive to them. Americans, not so much.

Edit: Steep hills are one of my favorite pastimes.
 
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