Rambling Cowgirl’s Journey, Part 2

By 13, I knew I was on to something with the herbs and staying healthy, but my world crashed as my grandmother was diagnosed with lung cancer. So I was back to going to the doctors all the time, but not for myself. The nurses must take pity on the kids that hang around the chemo treatment rooms because they taught me all kinds of cool things like how to read blood counts, the types of chemo treatments, taking vital stats and more. I learned more by hanging out at the doctors then I was missing in school.

After two years of watching my grandmother struggle, she finely went to the blues concert in the sky. Just over a year later, I was up visiting with my great-aunt that was also sickly. I tripped on a rug and my right shin exploded in pain. And the trips back to the doctor started all over again.

The doctors performed test after expensive, painful, boring test after another. They couldn’t figure out what was causing the problem. I was in horrible pain for six months taking pain killers trying to get some relief. They did an MRI and called me to come back right away. Come to find out, there was nothing wrong with my shin, but I had a couple herniated disc in my spine.

Then it was more doctors trying to figure out what to do with a 16 year old with a lot of damage to her spine. (Caring for my grandmother caused most of the problems.) They talked about fusing my back together. It was pretty scary and there was a lot of decisions being made. They put me into physical therapy which consisted of exercise, massage, traction and electro-stimulation. I shocked everyone by maxing out the electro-stimulation machine and barely felt anything. Months went by without improvement.

Somewhere in here, I had started getting involved with horses and it was quickly taking over my life, but I was still pretty crippled and very bitter. My physical therapist recommended I ride more as it would be great for my back. I still hurt like crazy, but I started riding more. I met a really great chiropractor through this. I decided to give him a try to fix my back. “What could it hurt?,” I told my parents. (I had been to a chiropractor before, but it didn’t really do much.) The doctor nailed my problem right off the bat and within a couple weeks my shin no longer hurt.

I was on the mend and exploring a new path within my life, horses. I realized that “alternative medicine” fixed in a few weeks what modern medicine took months to find.

Rambling Cowgirl’s Start in Holistic, Part 1

Many people don’t know why I got involved with homeopathic care. So I thought I’d clue you in………I found long ago, the only way to tell a story is to start at the beginning.

As a child growing up in Michigan, I was always sick. (You name it. I got it: sinus infections, colds, flu, chicken pox.) I was the kid that missed half a year of school because of being sick. I had literal growing pains that were excruciating. (Even though medical doctors don’t believe in “growing pains.”) With all that said, I was always at the doctor’s office getting some kind of drug or another to make me feel better. My immune system was shot from too many antibiotics.

One of my friend’s mother was always giving me herbs to fix me. They didn’t work over night, but I did find that the probiotics, garlic, bee pollen , Vitamin C and more were all working. By the time I was 13, I all but about refused to go see a doctor unless I was injured.

This was the beginning of my journey to homeopathic care. I have come a long ways from the kid who was just handed random herbal products to feel better. I am know the person constantly trying to get people to take or do something to fix their aliments.

In Part 2, I will tell you about a large turning point in my life in general, but it also pushed me to more styles of alternative medicine.