Not a Homeopath at HeartMeredith Carroll
When pondering the possibilities of clean slate for the new year, I always debate whether I should resolve to go vegetarian (if only I didn’t enjoy meat so much), raw (if only I didn’t enjoy most food so much), entirely organic (if only I didn’t feel poor so much) or eschew Western medicine entirely and try a homeopathic route for all potential aches, pains and ailments.
It seems to me lately that more and more people I know are opting for a homeopathic, more natural route. Whether deciding against vaccines for their children, smoking medical marijuana to cure various chronic conditions or even wearing jewelry thought to deliver targeted healing effects — being a homeopath is up there with the new black (which I think I read is actually pink this year).
When I was pregnant with my daughter, other friends who went to the same OB/GYN practice encouraged me to use one of the midwives instead of the doctors, even though I declared in no uncertain terms at my pregnancy confirmation appointment that I not only wanted a doctor to deliver my baby, but I was willing to get an epidural then and there just to ensure I was loaded with drugs when the big day arrived seven and a half months later.
Water births, hypnobirths, acupuncture and herbal powders and pills appealed to me not in the slightest while trying to force a nearly 8-pound football-like child through my birth canal. If I were having brain surgery, no one would pat me on the back for declining to take drugs, and I’m not sure why people applaud those who go au naturale or a homeopathic route when delivering children.
Whether it’s an ancient Eastern bracelet instead of a doctor-prescribed course of action, herbal alternatives to common, FDA-approved medication, homebrewed concoctions instead of basic chicken soup or tea, or a chiropractor instead of an orthopedic surgeon, I can’t seem to reconcile going against what science has proven to be safest, most appropriate, and most effective. And I definitely can’t wrap my brain around allowing my daughter to be a guinea pig, or putting her at risk for various serious ailments and diseases by not vaccinating her against sicknesses that are preventable, especially if it’s just in the name of being homeopathic.
I like homemade when it comes to some things, like birthday cards and cookies. But when it comes to medicine and cures, I can’t help but trust only what science and Western medicine has told me will work. Which doesn’t make Eastern medicine and other cures less valid choices for others, but they’re not a choice I’ll be making in the foreseeable future.
Which means, like every year before this one, I’m already back the drawing board for my new year’s resolutions.
Do you believe in homeopathic remedies, or is sometimes an aspirin just as good as an aspirin?