A patient rang me this week to see if there was anything I could do about acid reflux. ‘I’ve always had it,’ she told me, ‘But it’s got worse recently.’
Hay fever season is almost upon us.
In just a short time, my beloved husband has gone from someone who hasn’t had a day’s sickness for many, many years, didn’t go to the doctors’ unless there was no alternative and wouldn’t even take headache tablets unless absolutely necessary, to someone who now takes eight tablets a day and will have to do so for the rest of his life.
I’ve just been to a seminar giving updates on the latest thinking about female hormones, and what we can do about it when things do not run smoothly.
A useful tool in social work (and indeed in life) is to be able to hold an assortment of different versions of reality in your head at the same time. And that is what is going on here in New Normal land at the moment.
A few weeks ago I wrote about how transplanting bacteria from a healthy person’s gut to someone suffering from irritable bowel or other digestive problems can dramatically improve their health.
So this is the new way to live forever, according to the latest guidelines.
Yes, it’s that time of year again. Though of course, people are less likely to need aphrodisiacs in spring, when the sap is rising and – as the joke goes – ‘young men’s fancy turns to what young women have been thinking of all year’.
The more we learn about the millions of micro-organisms living inside us, the more important they come to seem.
For a lot of people, the first step into herbal medicine is when they get fed up with HRT or antidepressants or whatever, and try to find something in the herb world that will do the job without the side-effects.
‘Turmeric – the most powerful herb on the planet!’ says one of the ads I’ve just trawled through.
My son recently wrote about the ten things he had learnt since he started in work in marketing and it got me thinking!
…But the trouble is, we take much more than just a pinch.
In social work we used to do '6-month Reviews' where we cast our eyes back at where we had come from and where we seemed to have landed up. (Other definitions are available!)
Of course, it comes around every year, but the cycle of feasting followed by ‘detox’, or insane overconsumption of rich foods and then complete abstinence, just when you need some solid sustenance to get you through the winter, is neither good for man nor beast.
You could not make it up. Already I was writing the headline. 'Cancer victim in midst of chemotherapy served eviction notice two weeks before Christmas.'
Thinking of a winter break somewhere warm and sunny? Then you’ll be heading to places where various vaccines may be either advised, or required.
0800: Wake up and realise that I am half blind. Put on specs. Now only quarter blind. Right eye is glued shut and red and puffy and dribbly. Yeugh.
Armour on, weapons primed, bullets at the ready, let battle commence, because cancer is aggressive and sometimes deadly and there is a fight to be fought.
Och, and it was all going so well! Three chemo sessions called FEC successfully under my belt, some tiredness, temporary steroid-based insomnia, but only in the few days after each treatment.
A wise woman has asked me if I am frightened. I think for a few moments and say 'Yes, I am frightened.' She asks me what I fear.
‘Coffee gives you heart attacks, but tea makes you live forever’ ‘Caffeine is addictive and leads to nervous exhaustion’ ‘I’m useless without my two cups in the morning’ …and so on and so forth.
Chemotherapy and good side effects are not usually discussed in the same sentence but one unexpected outcome of an elephantine infusion of toxic and unpronounceable drugs has been that after fifteen years without it I have regained my sense of smell!
'Grief! Why are people baking bloody Victoria Sponges and cupcakes to pay for a MacMillan nurse? Aaaargh!
If you’re making jack-o-lanterns for Hallowe’en this year, you’ll end up with a lot of pumpkin flesh and seeds.
HAIR. My hair was fuzzy black when I was born and stuck upwards like a bush-baby.
The heart is roughly the size of a clenched fist, if I remember my life-saving lessons back in secondary school in Tain.
There’s a gorgeous display of hawthorn berries in the hedgerows lately; a heart-lifting sight as we move towards winter.
I am waiting for my chemotherapy to start. There are five more sleeps until Friday.
Everyone loves an operation. There are hospital anecdotes and scars and dressings and legitimate afternoon naps.
It’s definitely autumn all of a sudden.
Slowly, reluctantly, I battled my way out of the unnaturally deep and glorious sleep that is a general anaesthetic.
Which left exactly seventeen days to live through.
The day for biopsy results came. It was mild and sunny in Perthshire so I carried my bike down the two flights of stairs and cycled uphill through the city to the hospital.
I'm now officially part of the gang. My sixtieth birthday was in the middle of August and although I stopped celebrating them years ago, I made an exception this year because it was time for me to become a Crone.
So you’ve come home with a basket full of berries, or roots, or fungi. What do you do with them? Unless you’re going to use them straight away (see ‘Making herb teas’), you’ll need to preserve them somehow.
I love Gerona Airport. It is small and perfectly formed with decent eating options, and direct flights from Glasgow, even if the last shuttle bus into the city centre sneaked away twenty minutes before the aforementioned flight from Glasgow landed.
There are a few charismatic megaherbs that most people have heard of: Korean ginseng, St.John’s Wort and Echinacea might well be the top three in the current herbal hit parade.
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‘If it tastes bad it must be good for you.’ I never hear that from younger patients, but older ones remember being dosed with all sorts of unpleasant concoctions, back in the days before medicines came in capsules, or disguised with colours and flavourings.
If you’re planning a trip to somewhere mountainous, it’s worth thinking ahead.
One of the latest studies has found that migraine sufferers have low levels of vitamin D, vitamin B2 and co-enzyme Q10.
Foxgloves are everywhere just now, along hedgerows and field margins, on disturbed ground and wood banks.
Optimistic, the nice lady said. Pro-active, she added. Oh I couldn't resist that.
Elderflowers are coming into full bloom now, almost the last of the trees to blossom before midsummer.
So it’s official: GPs are now being paid not to prescribe antibiotics.
It’s hayfever time again. You can have allergic reactions at any time of year, but grass and other pollens are definitely one of the most common things to set us off. Anything from itchy eyes and a runny nose to a full-blown asthma attack can result.
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You might think that one herb tea is very much like another, but you could be missing out on their potential to improve your wellbeing.
A friend walking along a high ridge. Photo copyright Cathie Hartigan
Walking on high ground, as I did this week, takes you back in time. There were sweet violets, newly sprouting nettles in the shelter of walls, brave low-growing dandelions and wind-sculpted hawthorn trees just coming into leaf.
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The cool wet spring has given us a bumper crop of goosegrass this year. You might know it as cleavers, or sticky willie, from its habit of sticking to clothes or animal fur.
The sap is rising at last, and the Easter feasting is over. Now is the time to do a bit of spring cleaning, or detox, or simply to freshen up your diet.
February was a bad time for me health-wise. I was already suffering from a tight chest and a virus that wouldn’t surrender; giving me the lung capacity of a punctured bicycle tyre.
Herbs are not much good at pain relief. That’s to say, really powerful analgesic herbs, like the Opium Poppy, are not legally available in the UK.
Magnolia, in its many forms from the low-growing stars of Magnolia stellata to the delicate goblets of Magnolia liliflora, is gracing our gardens right now.
Yes, I may have mentioned sugar once or twice before. No apologies for that; it’s taken centre stage in the last few years as the pantomime villain in the greathealth drama. Like the witch in Hansel and Gretel, it seduces you with sweetness, fattens you up and then, suddenly, you’re the one being devoured.
‘I’m a bit sceptical about this sort of stuff,’ said my new patient, leaning back in his chair. His wife had persuaded him to come, and it was obvious that winning points in the marital game was going to be far more powerful than anything the herbs could do.
Patients sometimes ring me up to say, ‘I had to take antibiotics for my bronchitis/cystitis/infection of some sort, so I stopped taking the herbs for a while.’
Entering your fifties marks the beginning of the stage in your life when you are likely to have more free time for hobbies, travel, family and friends.
The latest in the Mature Guide series the Mature Guide to relationships, love and sex is supported by Relate, the relationship people and written with Barbara Bloomfield, who is a Relate couples counsellor with 15 years of experience in the counselling field.
I’ve had a succession of patients recently – including myself – asking for remedies for the flu/sore throat/cold that’s been going the rounds. Quite often they say, ‘But I take Echinacea regularly,’ or ‘I’ve been taking vitamin C for months,’ as though that should make them immune to infections.
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‘You should put Argan oil on your hair,’ the hairdresser said. When I asked what it was, he said ‘Oh, I don’t know. They take thousands of Argans and squash them all together. It’s a very good moisturiser.’
Let’s give Flatcap credit where it’s due. He doesn’t let disappointment and failure stand in his way.
Okay we are about to do a guided meditation, so find somewhere quiet and comfortable to sit or lie, where you can relax without disturbance.
When you're settled, take three slow deep breaths. In through your nose and out through your mouth...
Liniments and embrocations, salves and ointments…all different kinds of vehicles for herbs that ease rheumatic aches and pains.
Following on from the post on pregnancy two weeks ago, this one looks at what you can do to ensure a good labour when the time comes. Again, do consult a professional herbalist if there are any complicating factors to consider.
Some can diet, but I’ve found most can’t, and worse than that, WHEN they can’t, they fail spectacularly. Why? Because of the psychology of dieting. And Freedom Eating helps to sort that out.
Sunday was National Bug Busting Day, apparently. The aim is to make a concerted effort to eradicate headlice, which have been endemic among schoolchildren since schools were invented, and in the general population for a lot longer than that.
Well, January is finished – hurray we survived – it's time to seriously consider how to get healthy again after the Christmas indulgences, isn't it?
While you’re pregnant, it’s best to avoid drugs altogether if you can. Even painkillers like paracetamol could pose some risks, so there’s plenty of scope for the gentler, more food-like herbs to get to work. While some herbs are not recommended, there is still a wealth of choice.
It’s not going to happen. Without any formal announcement, the issue was quietly dropped by the government just before Christmas. It’s a bitter disappointment to herbalists who have spent years campaigning and planning for it, but in some ways it’s not a surprise.
When my sons lived at home, they used to make smoothies. I have to confess I have never made one. I have bought smoothies, but they are all so sweet that I stopped buying them.
Crumbs! In 2016 I’ll be three score years and ten. I hope the bible’s wrong about all that! Nevertheless, I’d better get my affairs in order. What have I got to achieve in 2016 to ensure, pearly-gateswise, that I leave no unfinished business?
On the eve of the shortest day in the year, facing a long winter ahead, we need to bring light and warmth into our lives. That’s why Christmas comes now, overlying the older solstice celebrations.
Hearing loss can affect every aspect of your life, especially the things that are most important to you such as relationships with family, friends or work colleagues. Emotionally, physically and mentally, untreated hearing loss places stress on you that can impact negatively on all these areas of your life. Here are five things you may not know about hearing...*
You’ve read about St John’s Wort for depression, or Turmeric for inflammation. If you’ve looked a little deeper, you’ll find a lot of supplements that are standardised for a particular ingredient: hypericin in St John’s Wort, or curcumin in Turmeric, and so on.
Now is the time to gather rose hips, before the first hard frost – if it ever comes – turns them into mush. Garden rosehips won’t do; it’s the wild dog rose, Rosa canina, that makes the best syrup. You can make a tincture of them, too, but syrups and jellies are the traditional ways to use them.
It was Antibiotics Awareness Week from 16th – 22nd November. The World Health Organisation has set this up because of the urgent need to limit their use, so that we still have effective antibiotics when we really need them.
The more research we do, the more evidence we uncover that auto-immune responses are at play in most of our serious degenerative illnesses.
It’s beginning to be the time for warming, comforting, substantial food: casseroles and stews, hearty soups and roasts. Although we don’t hibernate, we still respond to shortening days and colder weather, feeling the need to store some fat to tide us over the leaner months to come.
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