We decided to take new action. My husband, a traditionally trained physician, decided he couldn’t just watch me die. We’d tried all of the traditional approaches and couldn’t get a solid diagnosis, let alone a treatment plan. So he turned to integrative medicine. In fact, he was so committed, he went back to a fellowship in functional medicine.
Through much trial and error, we began to find a path of healing– but it was far from an easy, straight path. We tried, we failed, we tried again. I would get well, just to have another symptom pop up. But slowly, over time, my health and my life started to turn around! We began wondering if we could have a beautiful, fulfilling, joy-filled life instead of the life-sentence without parole that is often the journey of chronic illness.
Bandages work great for their intended purpose, but they are disastrous if they are the only tool in the toolkit. How absurd would it be to have an ambulance pull up and stick a small bandage on the chest of a man having a heart attack or on a woman’s belly who has an abdominal tumor or a child’s pancreas who has diabetes? No one would do that, right?
Yet all too often, the “traditional” approach to “fix” the symptoms is just like a little, sticky bandage on an amputation- too little too late and simply not appropriate!
But… if we believe that’s the only option, we just keep trying, just keep hoping, just keep praying that this time, the band-aid will “stick”.