My Grandmom lived to be 97 years old, NOT thanks to medical science. When she was middle-aged, she developed arrhythmia, which means that her heart used to race once in awhile if she drank too much espresso.
So they gave her medicine. The medicine gave her a headache. So they gave her medicine for that. That medicine kept her awake, so they gave her medicine for that. She was tired in the morning so they gave her some medicine for that. (The espresso would have done the job if they’d just left her alone!) That made her blood pressure a little high so they gave her medicine for that, too.
So when she was 90-something, she started needing some assistance to get around and she moved to a “nice” nursing home. That phrase is a total oxymoron.
My mom went in one day unexpected and found Grandmom slumped over, drooling in her wheelchair in a dirty diaper, drugged into semi-consciousness by the “caring” staff who didn’t really have time for actual PEOPLE! The crazy lady in the next bed was wearing Grandmom’s clothes and the staff was eating her favorite chocolates we had so thoughfully sent to her. This is true, true, true.
So, my mom, who after raising nine of us takes crap from no one AND can tell if you’re lying from miles away, asked them WTF and she got some lame lying response which sent her into action.
She spoke to the doctors who basically admitted that Grandmom didn’t need all the meds she was taking, and Mom took her off of ALL medications!
Guess what? Since she wasn’t getting espresso in that crap hole of a nursing home, the arrhythmia was gone. So she didn’t need that pill. Well…no more headaches from that so she didn’t need the next one. No side effect from the headache meds, so the whole house of cards came tumbling down. Guess what? Grandmom was FINE! She had no heart condition. She had no high blood pressure or headaches. She slept well, ate well and was LUCID!
The Nursing home HATED that because now she could tell if Crazy Lady was stealing her clothing or if the nursing staff was stealing her candy, or if she needed help getting to the bathroom and wouldn’t wear a diaper.
So, Grandmom lived to a ripe-old age without contuning to subsidize the drug industry, and the nursing home actually had to “nurse” her for the 12 grand a month she was paying them from her life-savings!
So I heard a TV commercial last night…” over 50% of people on depression medication still have symptoms of depression….ask your doctor of you should take Abilify along with your medication…side effects include nausea, vomiting, constipation, headache, dizziness, insomnia, restlessness and anxiety)…WAIT A MINUTE….I thought this was supposed to TREAT anxiety! ) Also suicidal thoughts. Lovely….
So you’re depressed and you are stupid enough to take a chemical they know nothing about…and it doesn’t work. Hmmm…how about DON”T TAKE IT!
But no, listen to the TV and the medical “profession” and take more crap which makes you want to kill yourself, gives you headaches, sleeplessness, constipation, and anxiety. So now maybe you’ll get more meds for your headaches, downers so you can sleep, stool softeners so you can poop, uppers so you can wake up, anti-anxiety meds so you can become a zombie…oh wait! That’s what you took in the first place!
Just check into a nursing home and they’ll take good care of you. You get your own wheelchair, tons of drugs, and you get a diaper change at least every 8 hours.