So, I was in Magical Journey picking up supplies for the trip on Saturday (though I ended up having much better luck at Wild Oats, as usual) and I was looking at the incense and listening to a conversation.
A woman asks, “Do you know anything about herbs?”
The girl behind the counter says, “Not really.”
The woman says, “Well, I’m trying to decide what I should take for my lupus.”
And the girl wisely says, “Well, what kind of medication does your doctor have you on?”
And the woman says, “Oh, I hate taking medicine. I’m not taking any. I’d much rather take herbs. What do you think I should take?”
The girl behind the counter, “I don’t know. But you should be careful.”
Now, America, it’s your body; do what you want. But listen to the girl behind the counter! Don’t ask a stranger untrained in medicine or herbal remedies for that matter her advice on what you should take to subdue your lupus. She doesn’t know better than your doctor.
And “natural” herbs can be just as dangerous or more so than medicine.
It’d be like if I wandered up to someone and said, “I see you work at a Dairy Queen. Will sticking bleu cheese up my nose harm me?”
Okay, maybe not quite just like that. But you get what I’m saying.