I get that doctors go through a lot of training to become medical doctors. I also understand that the medical colleges are learned centers of control-by-prescribing-mediated-doses-of-poison.
I am a carpenter. I have invested at least $170,000 and 35 years in learning and owning the tools needed to perform the craft at the level I do. Whe…
I get that doctors go through a lot of training to become medical doctors. I also understand that the medical colleges are learned centers of control-by-prescribing-mediated-doses-of-poison.
I am a carpenter. I have invested at least $170,000 and 35 years in learning and owning the tools needed to perform the craft at the level I do. When I make a mistake I acknowledge it, throw the bad workmanship away and start again.
It takes a long time to teach an apprentice that trying to jury-rig some incorrect build NEVER results in satisfactory results. Throw it out (even complete cabinets or furniture pieces) and begin anew. If an apprentice insists on trying to hide his mistakes and half assed rig something together, I let him go.
Doctors however, don't understand the nature of what they are doing: ergo, they 'practice' all their lives. "If the medicine you are using is causing uncontrollable jerking reactions, don't worry: We have a pill for that".
Most peoples 'depression', for example, can be alleviated by doing something meaningful with themselves instead of being immersed in TV, video games, and social media. Go help a neighbor patch their roof, build a treehouse, plant a neighborhood garden. Volunteer at a 'retirement' home, the YMCA, or something meaningful and helpful. The results will be immediate and substantive.
Excellent advice. In my retirement I have volunteered at two totally unrelated organizations. In both I've worked "the desk," answering phones and greeting visitors, giving out literature and such. Anyone who's ever worked a customer service position with the general public knows it's a very mixed bag. I'd much rather do other stuff (at an animal shelter) -- walk dogs, "enrich" the cats, or even help with clean up. Even those volunteers with mobility issues can work the phones, for example. We even have one or more "desk" volunteers who apparently prefer that, as they rarely do anything else. Probably not having the personality of a cactus helps [grin]. One lady comes in weekly to help with laundry. Go figure.
It's literally a part-time job at least in hours terms. I contribute to my community, I make friends (2 and 4 legged), and I get about 3 miles a day of walking and other exercise. What's not to like? Oh, did I mention it's one of the most satisfying activities I've ever participated in?
In marked contrast, drugs/alcohol/TV/idleness are always an option. I did those quite enough in my younger years. I suppose I would revert to such (in)activity should I become disabled, but I don't look forward to it.
Excellent points! And you'd have made an excellent physician; for one thing, your "cures" are spot on and the one for depression applies to anxiety as well, I'd guess.
I do a respectable amount of custom metal work and the same applies there as well. It's extremely rare that one of my "inventions" works as well as intended the first two or three times around, and I could tinker with improvements forever. I have piles of discarded attempts to build something and am never completely satisfied with anything I've built.
I get that doctors go through a lot of training to become medical doctors. I also understand that the medical colleges are learned centers of control-by-prescribing-mediated-doses-of-poison.
I am a carpenter. I have invested at least $170,000 and 35 years in learning and owning the tools needed to perform the craft at the level I do. When I make a mistake I acknowledge it, throw the bad workmanship away and start again.
It takes a long time to teach an apprentice that trying to jury-rig some incorrect build NEVER results in satisfactory results. Throw it out (even complete cabinets or furniture pieces) and begin anew. If an apprentice insists on trying to hide his mistakes and half assed rig something together, I let him go.
Doctors however, don't understand the nature of what they are doing: ergo, they 'practice' all their lives. "If the medicine you are using is causing uncontrollable jerking reactions, don't worry: We have a pill for that".
Most peoples 'depression', for example, can be alleviated by doing something meaningful with themselves instead of being immersed in TV, video games, and social media. Go help a neighbor patch their roof, build a treehouse, plant a neighborhood garden. Volunteer at a 'retirement' home, the YMCA, or something meaningful and helpful. The results will be immediate and substantive.
Excellent advice. In my retirement I have volunteered at two totally unrelated organizations. In both I've worked "the desk," answering phones and greeting visitors, giving out literature and such. Anyone who's ever worked a customer service position with the general public knows it's a very mixed bag. I'd much rather do other stuff (at an animal shelter) -- walk dogs, "enrich" the cats, or even help with clean up. Even those volunteers with mobility issues can work the phones, for example. We even have one or more "desk" volunteers who apparently prefer that, as they rarely do anything else. Probably not having the personality of a cactus helps [grin]. One lady comes in weekly to help with laundry. Go figure.
It's literally a part-time job at least in hours terms. I contribute to my community, I make friends (2 and 4 legged), and I get about 3 miles a day of walking and other exercise. What's not to like? Oh, did I mention it's one of the most satisfying activities I've ever participated in?
In marked contrast, drugs/alcohol/TV/idleness are always an option. I did those quite enough in my younger years. I suppose I would revert to such (in)activity should I become disabled, but I don't look forward to it.
Exactly as life was intended: The young inheriting from us, til our last breath, everything that they need from us. Especially wisdom.
Excellent points! And you'd have made an excellent physician; for one thing, your "cures" are spot on and the one for depression applies to anxiety as well, I'd guess.
I do a respectable amount of custom metal work and the same applies there as well. It's extremely rare that one of my "inventions" works as well as intended the first two or three times around, and I could tinker with improvements forever. I have piles of discarded attempts to build something and am never completely satisfied with anything I've built.
It's all flawed.
Do I know that experience!
Key word: training
Not learning. Training.
Excellent.