Fifth-generation pharmacist Armon B. Neel, Jr., and Bill Hogan wrote the book “Are Your Prescriptions Killing You?”
They make a few interesting points, stating that most medicine are designed for people under the age of 60. Once past 60, what used to be healing could very well be slowly killing the patient.
Personally, I distrust medication. I’ve had a few severe allergic reactions and after I came close to kissing this world goodbye, I kissed medication goodbye.
I still take the occasional Aspirin for fever or Tylenol for pain, but nothing else. The last real medication I took was in 1990.
Since that time I’ve had several colds and flus, two pneumonias and a kidney infection, but I battled through them on my own.
My fear for medication is not ungrounded. Whenever I hear of a particular drug, I make it a habit of researching the side effects. Most of the time these side effects include: insomnia, heart failure, liver or kidney disease, high cholesterol, seizures, shortness of breath, trouble swallowing, and even certain types of cancer. Who is willing to take such risks?
And it’s not just medication that can be dangerous.
Millions of people use deodorant every day, not knowing (or knowing and ignoring) that their antiperspirant stick might lead to breast cancer. Studies are not conclusive, but is it a coincidence that England, the leaders in antiperspirant use also have the highest number in women with breast cancer? In my opinion, where there’s smoke there is fire and to be on the safe side, I stick to an aluminium free antiperspirant.
The same with sunblock. Every summer people smear sunblock on their skin to protect them from harmful UV sunrays, but according to research, these sunblock creams might do more harm than good.
Women are also very fond of nail polish, especially topcoats that give nails their shine and make the nail polish last longer. Yet the chemicals in these nail polishes and topcoats put women at risk.
The list goes on and on.
Recently I made another startling discovery.
After I suffered a kidney infection, and had an ultrasound, it was suggested that I have a CT-scan. I panicked. Being claustrophobic I couldn’t imagine being shoved in the tube of such a machine.
Then again, CT-scan machines have evolved over the years, and maybe the latest machines were more open than the earlier versions.
I did some research online and as it turned out, the design of the machine was not all I had to worry about. As you can see from the image below, the radiation of those machines was a far bigger concern.
While for many people a CT-scan is necessary for their health, in my case it was not.