Menory Lane; Divergence

All of us, it is to be supposed, can look back over life and see definite markers along the way, which relate to times of upheaval, change, or simply a strong and worthwhile memory. Those few of you who have been keen on the MacHistory will have noted that the markers of this particular life have pretty much all been about health, or about the spirit.

The previous of these posts left you with the indication that there was a major marker approaching regarding health. This was not a false flag. However, during the process of the next change in life, spirit also played its part more strongly and eventually, there was a kind of merging. ... but let's not get ahead.

Six months into my time with Siemens, the body was really - and I mean REALLY - jamming up. A colleague pointed me in the direction of a medical practice where not only an orthodox approach, but a fully integrative and holistic treatment would be available.  At that point I had no idea really what this meant. I had of course experienced herbal medicine and gained some positive results with regard to the Rheumatoid Arthritis, but beyond that I was quite ignorant of 'foreign' health modalities. The doctor with whom I had the appointment was something of a celebrity. She had a spot on national radio and was often at odds with the establishment, as she pushed for the availability of complimentary medicines on Medicare (National Health). It was quite the experience, that first visit. I, being the well brung up chick that I am, landed there ten minutes ahead of my appointment time.

Image result for comic clocksIn any organised reception, it might perhaps have been expected that I would have been told to go away and come back again as doctor was not actually on the premises. Instead, I was asked to take a seat ... and proceeded to remain seated for two and a half hours.


Doctor swanned in and the line of patients were duly peeled off their chairs and into her room. I was busy wondering whether anyone who was clearly so out of sync with the clock could be of any possible use to me when it was my turn to unstick. Dr Robyn was all charm and business. Aside from the usual checks, she held my wrist for the Chinese style diagnosis. Not that I knew this at the time, I just thought she couldn't find my pulse.  It had been a long time since brekky.

Then she suggested a blood test. That's fine, done that few times before. No. Not the usual. A live-blood analysis. This was only available (at that time) through a Macquarie Street (city centre) laboratory [nowadays it has become one of those trendy 'market stall' gimmicks and I would be sceptical, but this was a proper scientific setup]. Actually having just put that aside in, I was quite sceptical even then... but also intensely curious and, after all, conventional methods had not proven of any help whatsoever. Then it was back to Dr Robyn and I had given her the benefit of the doubt regarding that first appointment fiasco.

Silly me. Though this time it was not quite two hours wait.

She looked over the results. "It confirms what I had suspected from the wrist diagnosis... your adrenal push is extremely high and your liver is in such a depleted state, I would not even wish to provide herbals at this stage. Your body would just pass them out without benefit. Let me refer you to a colleague for acupuncture first."

It was organised there and then. No having to go away and come again another day. Before I could see Martine, though, I was to have a further refinement of diagnosis through Iridology. Crikey, I was on a steep learning curve of all the possible ways to assess health!!!

A young lady shone a light in my eyes and mapped out the iris and confirmed not just what was already known at this stage, but picked up on historical stuff I had not mentioned till now. The asthma and the tinnitus, for example. I was intrigued. It was also this girl who wondered if Dr Robyn had asked for a urine sample. Being told not, she went off and consulted there and came back with that request. Then I was introduced to Martine, the acupuncturist. A lady of French birth who had spent many years in China for training and who immediately instilled a level of calm and confidence that all would be well again. There was very little talk; but again with the wrist diagnosis, looking at the tongue, reading the eye charts her assistant had made.

At that time, with the little knowledge I had of acupuncture, I was a tad concerned of being made a pin cushion. However, only five needles were used and all of them were below the knees. Additionally, Martine placed her hands somewhere round my head. Not on. Just around.

Half an hour later I was back in Dr Robyn's room, having also furnished the requested sample. Another appointment was set up.

She had sent the sample off not to the usual place or for all the expected stuff of sugars, proteins and such like. It had gone to Newcastle University (NSW) where there was significant research being started into the 'yuppie flu'. It turned out that the young iridologist had seen something about my immune system that made her ask and Dr Robyn agreed it was quite possible. Sure enough, the report which came back from the uni department was that there were markers suggesting the presence of what they were now calling Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS).  A set of five weekly sessions with Martine were set up.  At the end of that time another blood analysis was taken.

Even my untrained eye could see the difference.

Dr Robyn said that my body was highly receptive to the energetic form of treatment and that perhaps, rather than herbs, I ought to stick to the acupuncture. Fine with me. I knew there was still a way to go, but could feel energy returning that had been gone so long I had forgotten it was ever there.

I grew curious about what Martine was doing with my head. She was not touching it, yet I knew there was something going on. The Radiance Technique. Mention of energy flow and centring captivated me. Deep inside I knew this was a tool I wanted for myself.  Martine was running a course within two weeks of my asking, so I enrolled. During my treatments with her also, there came a point where she offered me some drops as further support to my general system. Bach Flower Essences.

Within two days of starting that medicine, another one of the little miracles which have peppered my life occurred. There came such a clarity of mind and purpose it was almost frightening. I resigned from Siemens and began researching courses in ancillary medicine.

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Julie said...

Well you must have a great spirit to keep going back or even staying for a 2 hour wait in a doctors waiting room!!!
Butts, I am very glad you did, as your treatment was worth the wait!
Shame more combinations of holistic and standard based treatments aren't widely available in ALL surgeries
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx

Sweet William The Scot said...

Strange I caught your post today as I usually only check in on my friends once a week. Le is still dealing with Vestibular neuritis and labyrinthitis nerves connecting the inner ear to the brain. Actually in a few weeks she has an appointment with a neurologist as the vertigo is so violent at times she cannot walk. But a friend has a dog Nessa and she e-mails me as she does not blog but reads blogs, who also had this happen to her dog as a young pup. The only thing that has really helped her has been acupuncture. Lee was just starting to look up acupuncturist to see if there are any close to us.
Thanks for being a friend
Sweet William The Scot

Joanne Noragon said...

I can see how acupuncture has improved the mental health of some friends; I am impressed.

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
Hellllloooooo your Furliness - so lovely to see you back, hopefully refreshed and restored from your holiday!

Yes it was an interesting experience that; and it has never been forgotten. When writing this it all came tumbling back! It is interesting how different countries have different standards and availability of the ancillary and complementary modalities too... though I think that globally, the gaps are closing.
Huggies, Yxx

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
It certainly was the beginning of an amazing journey of healing for me - I do hope your Lee can find a good practitioner and experience this amazing system. There are other things of similar type which could benefit - but acupuncture is definitely a great place to start! Yxx

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
So pleased to hear that Joanne - it certainly began the turnaround in my CFS! Yxx

Hailey and Zaphod and their Lady said...

I have an usually reaction to all needles (or perhaps usual) I pass right out. It can be embarrassing, although lying down seems to help. Because of this, acupuncture is not in my future. I nearly passed out seeing people get it done at physiotherapy years ago. I have a friend who loves it. I don't have the stomach for it!

Bouncing Bertie said...

How fortunate that you at least do not suffer from my obsessive need for things to happen on time. My blood pressure would have been through the roof after a two hour wait!
Your account is intriguing as ever.
Cheers, Gail (who would for sure look for alternatives if conventional medicine failed, but has to date only had health problems of the variety that western medicine is well equipped to deal with).

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
For folk who suffer TRYPANOPHOBIA (yup it has a name!), there is the non-invasive acupressure which is every bit as effective; since that first treatment, I have opted instead for acupressure and it is one of the modalities I later trained in. Yxx

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
Oh I was fuming... but fuming under the influence of CFS is pretty ineffective! I was very glad when I was referred to Martine, because she was very prompt! Yxx

Merlesworld said...

I often have a hours wait to see my GP I just take a good book.
The beer fairy had acupuncture when in his early twenties for headaches it worked well vey few since and that was a long time ago.

Sully said...

I'm not brave at all when it comes to needles.

Aroo to you,

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari Om
Certainly, when I had to attend doctors later, it was at a general med centre where it was pretty much 'take a number' and one could sit for anything between 15mins and 2 hours; but one factors that in as no appt made... the fact that there were firm appointments made for Dr R was what got a lot of folk a bit flapped!

Another good news acu-story...Glad for the BF! &*> Yxx

Murphy said...

This is so interesting and different from what we typically experience. Alternative medicines are just now starting to get serious consideration around here. But most often, the emphasis is on the same path it has always been on. The human body is such a complex system that it is always good to look beyond the "usual" modalities. So this was the trigger for you? Gotta say 2 1/2 hours sounds crazy!

Your Pals,

Murphy & Stanley

Jennifer A. Jilks said...

I've been to a doctor who works like this. Her assistant, a doctor from a Slovak country (can't remember), was expert in massage, iris diagnosis (like yours), but couldn't practice medicine here, was working with her.
It's amazing how we can find the people we need in our lives. We're back to the radiation oncologist Monday. You take care! I know the universe will send you where you need to go! xx