In continuation of our pursuit to explain cupping’s utility, we’ll stay on the right side by examining another photo from the center here in Los Angeles.
So, for the fifteen-hundredth year you’ve resolved to lose weight as a resolution for the New Year. You already see Einstein smirking, while saying something about the definition of insanity. You’ve heard it all before and frankly are quite skeptical. You are off to a great start on celebrating yet another year of weight loss passive-aggression… er good intention.
Something I see with a measure of regularity is heart arrhythmia. No one ever comes to the Center because their heart is not keeping time, but when I see this problem I will add a Japanese protocol for a couple sessions to see if the issue can be rectified quickly. However, often this protocol doesn’t work. When that is the case, I watch to see how treatment for the condition that the patient is being treated affects the heart rhythm.
Everyone seems to be coming down with some type of bug these days. Since late Nov the weather has been uncharacteristically cold, sometimes with bouts of wind. A few weeks ago, I was conversing with a friend who lives in the bay area, where on top of cold there is considerable dampness.
One of my principle areas of focus is fluid metabolism. This is working with the body’s ability to burn and eliminate water from the body-system as it otherwise should. Many problems with one’s health boil down to the body’s inability to make proper use of fluids, the fluids that are taken in. The trend toward constant drinking of water is one culprit.
About three weeks ago now my cat Mira laid down on the bed and moved very little fortwo days and would not eat. I had no idea what could be wrong. After some conversation with a friend, I gave her a teapill of a strong antimicrobial. She then began to eat and move about slowly. I then observed a lump forming on her back and decided to take her into the vet, where she informed me that she had an abscess probably from a fight with another cat.
Recently a patient came to me with the chief complaint of constipation. She was in her early thirties, exercised regularly and of a rather slender build. It’s a problem she’s been dealing with since her teens, but which of late was making her miserable enough to where she felt it necessary to seek professional help.