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Maybe it seems odd to be grateful for medicine when we have so much chaos in the world. But I am.
Without modern medicine, my two oldest brothers and my oldest sister would be dead.
The immune system of one of those sibling decided his bowel was a target and he now poops into a bag. One sibling had sepsis in his legs, twice. The other sibling had appendicitis in her mid-thirties. Without modern medicine they would be dead, dead and dead.
Another one of my sisters would be confined to a wheelchair due to hernias and blown-out joints.
One of my brothers is deceased. There are some things even modern medicine cannot do.
That leaves three of us that are walking around without impaired, missing, or extra parts; my two youngest brothers and me.
My oldest brother is 62. That is a sobering thought. Half of us would be dead and one would be stuck in a wheelchair without modern medicine.
As much as professionals complain about the internet, it is a Godsent for looking up symptoms. I am grateful for the internet and how it works hand-in-glove with modern medicine.
A quick look-up of symptoms via a search engine and referring to one or two reputable sites and you know if your malady merits a trip to the Emergency Room. Conversely, the symptoms might indicate in-home care focused on comfort and relieving symptoms.
The professionals see the hypochondriacs (over-and-over-and-over again). They don't see those of us who use the internet in a more responsible way nearly as often. I think it skews their perspective.