Just try, you’ve got nothing to lose

I  have  the  habit  of  scanning  my  appointment  book  on  a  Saturday  afternoon  to  see  who  will  be  seeing  me  in  the coming week. Very often I will find a name of a person whom has been popping into my mind. I used to think it was just  coincidence;  I  now  know  that  the  visits  people  pay  me  have  significance  far  beyond  our  understanding  and such visits are most certainly not by chance.

Recently,  I  noticed  the  name  of  a  man  who  had  become  more  than  a  patient.  I  remember  meeting  him  when  he was at a low ebb because of his poor health. He is in his mid-thirties, tall and well-built. On the day of his first visit he  was  accompanied  by  his  petite  little  wife,  dwarfed  by  him.  He  answered  my  questions  very  deliberately  after giving  it  some  thought  with  a  “Yes”  or  a  “No”.  Not  a  man  of  many  words,  I  thought.  Later  I  realised  that  he  was conserving his energy by replying only with essential answers, so low was his ability to conduct a normal interview. In  a  nutshell,  he  was  suffering  from  extreme  vertigo  and  was  diagnosed  with  menierre’s  disease.  This  condition would set in suddenly, with severe nausea, giddiness and disorientation. He was losing many days of his life being confined to bed by these debilitating attacks.

He was referred to me by another person who had suffered similar symptoms, with an equally bleak prognosis, and who found relief by adhering to some dietary changes and by taking homoeopathic remedies. His desperation was evident  in  his  voice  when  he  talked  about  his  love  for  cycling  and  how  the  Argus  was  two  weeks  away.  He  was worried whether he would be able to complete it. He had the typical vertical line between the eyebrows common to people  with  a  sluggish  liver.  All  his  symptoms  were  worse  on  the  right-hand  side  of  his  head.  The  significance thereof  was  lost  on  him  but  made  me  feel  confident  to  find  out  more  about  his  lifestyle.  He  was  obviously  a  man who loves living life to the full. It was evident in his successful business career and his intense involvement with his family  and  friends.  He  also  had  a  passion  for  good  food  and  wine  and  to  “Drink  for  results!”  He  described  his fondness for beer and wine with a twinkle in his eye and for the first time he reflected the ‘real him’ when he was not  fighting  to  feel  normal  from  the  all  pervading  dizziness  and  disorientation.  Looking  at  him  and  observing  the close  bond  between  him  and  his  wife  gave  me  a  warm  feeling  of  deep  compassion.  I  hoped  to  be  able  to  do something to help.

Many  months  later,  he  now  loves  to  tell  the  story  of  how  I  insisted  he  only  drinks  water  when  all  he  consumed  in large quantities was his favourite fizzy drink.

“Can’t I add some lemon juice?”

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