Lynne McTaggart’s blog this morning, citing the work of Dr. Grace E. Jackson, highlights the increasing volume of evidence linking some pharmaceutical medications to dementia.
The list of medicines cited as the biggest offenders against our brain matter:
- Cholesterol lowering or blocking
- High Blood Pressure
- Sleeping pills
- Certain Medications for ADHD
All have been shown to have debilitating effects on our grey matter, often resulting in some form of dementia.
Now I know why the recent elections in my area went the way they did.
Silly me, I thought people were just too lazy to research – turns out, they are probably suffering from some stage of dementia.
I feel bad about my previous harsh thoughts towards my fellow citizen voters.
Sick people deserve compassion.
I’m also concerned about Dr. Jackson’s career. History tells me she’s on a path that ends in being ostracized from the Lodge of Modern Medicine. I’m awaiting her being added to the Quackwatch list.
(No, you don’t get a link for quackwatch. This guy doesn’t do his homework. I only know about him because he came out with egg on his face when the Weston A. Price foundation refuted his findings on a point-by-point basis. Those folks know how to research and footnote, therefore are link-worthy. )
Maybe I should send her Mr. 11 Dimensions’ address – they can hang out in seclusion together. Although I think he may be currently enjoying genius status….his status in the world of Physicists has changed frequently – so not sure if he’s in seclusion or not.
I’ve always held that modern medicine has gotten very good at keeping the body alive while what’s wrong is figured out. Broken bones, gun shot wounds, blocked airways…hey! Modern is where it’s at.
I’m still convinced that daily health and quality of life comes from ingesting properly prepared, nutritious food and seeking assistance from a holistic provider when you’ve gotten yourself ‘jacked up’ (Politely referred to as ‘out of balance’ by the holistic circle.)
And taking supplements if you’re not getting nutritious food.
When I first entered the Traditional Diet world, I ran my mouth to friends, family and neighbors nearly 24 hours a day. The changes I observed in my own body were so significant I could hardly wait to share. So many things became clear on why I had suffered from various health problems for so long.
I turned my back on USDA and FDA guidelines. My new guidelines were: “Was this available to my ancestors who lived 40,000 years ago? In this form? If not, how much would they have to eat in order to get that amount?”
(Did you know that to get a cup of corn oil into your system, you would need to ingest 1/2 bushel of corn or more, at one sitting?)
I’m a big fan of ‘experiential data’ – I’ve seen what happens to data when the graph doesn’t look just like someone wants it to…especially if that graph is directly tied to that someone’s paycheck.
I’m also a big fan of ‘natural selection’ – even though completely adhering to that would mean I would be dead by now…and wouldn’t have lived long enough to procreate….
My brain full of history tells me that if physical bodies evolve slowly to survive in new conditions, our bodies haven’t had enough time to catch up with all the wondrous food products that come to us via the Industrial Revolution.
I can trust my brain – I’m not on pharmaceuticals.
I can go crazy all by myself, thank you very much…
I have my own set of data on whether to believe Modern medicine or Age-Old practices. I’m not afraid to experiment on myself. And I’m not afraid to say, “oops! that didn’t go well, let’s try something else”.
I think my ‘all or nothing’ personality combined with a healthy skepticism of anyone who makes grand promises with a similarly attached price tag, along with personal mishandling by both modern and holistic practitioners, has placed me in a position to be rather open to views that go against the majority consensus.
I also refuse to knowingly purchase anything with Aspartame in it. My son sorely misses chewing gum. We haven’t been able to find one that doesn’t contain aspartame.
If you do a search of Aspartame, you’ll find plenty of people crying “Poison!” and about the same number shouting, “Shut up, quacks! It’s fine!”
My deductive reasoning says, “If it’s ‘fine’ then why do your footnotes (if you have any) contain studies 20 years old and dissenters cite numerous studies conducted almost non-stop for the last 10?”
Until proponents indicate to me they are willing to back up their claims with current, 3rd party performed, non-grant funded research, then I’ll stick with avoiding it.
(Maybe they are suffering from dementia and can’t remember to put footnotes in….)
I changed over to ‘good fats’ in 2006. As of January, 2010, blood tests revealed my Cholesterol (good, bad and trigs) to be in normal ranges. 2 modern medicine doctors, a chiropractor and an acupuncturist all stated they couldn’t see any problems there. (although one of the modern medicine folks suggested I should start medicine, to keep the number good…arggghhh!)
I’m over 40, my exercise entails typing and doing housework, I’m a smoker with a kitchen devoid of ‘fats’ except for the following: homemade lard, real butter, coconut oil, olive oil, tea oil and a smidge of peanut oil.
I’ve stubbornly ingested in large quantities the very fats the FDA, USDA, AHA and AMA have all told me to avoid like the plague.
Hmmm….still here. Good Cholesterol levels. Brain functioning (okay, maybe not to your standards, but I do not leave my house only to be found 6 hours later, wandering around in the woods, unable to tell you what my name is or where I live…)
I don’t take my blood pressure. I don’t have any scales in my house except for those to weigh food (Uniformity in homemade dinner rolls necessitates this piece of equipment….)
I look over each day and ask: “Did my health prevent me from doing something I wanted to? Do I have clothes that fit?” (I hate to shop – I still have the nightgown I wore on my wedding night…and yes, it still fits….)
I check in with my body after I eat. Is my tummy happy? How’s the digestive process going? Painful? Loud? Smelly?
I also analyze my sleep patterns and dreaming. If those are unusual, then I know something has gone astray either in my brain or my body.
(day 2 of no coffee…. day 3 of no Tylenol pm…..tummy is happier, body still not sure how to sleep 8 hours straight, on its’ own…but I did get to 4 last night….)
In short, I come back to the same thinking. I’m not particularly afraid to die, nor am I trying to extend my life as long as I can. I instead am trying to enjoy whatever time I do have.
Home cooked meals with Hubby and son, made from food purchased direct from farmer/rancher satisfy my nose, heart and tummy in a way McDonalds can’t.
Pain pills, anti-depressants, and hormone therapy side effects made me decide the original symptoms were the lessor of two evils.
Extra Vitamin C, various Chinese herbal blends and aromatherapy make me feel better when I’ve overindulged in thoughts or substances I should have left alone.
Day after day, I practice medicine on myself…
Some things are just better left out of the hands of ‘experts’.