I believe it is instinctive to desire empowerment to help both yourself and to help others. This may be the reason why I am finding my present predicament of living in limbo, i.e. managing between treatment plans, so infuriating. I also imagine that this is one of the reasons that many compassionate, considerate friends have been suggesting alternative therapies or healers that they or others accredit. I am, at present, unwilling to begin to traverse the paths of non-conventional medicine but this is not on the grounds that I am completely closed-minded or consider it to all be hocus-pocus.
The term “alternative remedies” is hugely broad and in my opinion a rather useless nomenclature. It can be understood to include approaches ranging from gentle massage, which aims to relax, to African faith healers, who could suggest drinking dangerous concoctions including monkey blood. Furthermore, is prayer an alternative therapy? I have therefore reached the conclusion that it would be vastly ignorant to claim that I do not believe in alternative therapies. The real questions are which alternative therapies do I believe in and what do I believe they can achieve.
Having cogitated upon these questions, I have formulated no conclusive ideas. I do not find this to be remotely surprising, as these inquiries have opened the trapdoor to the whole world of ontology. The philosophical study of the nature of existence is an everlasting journey of exploration and I am only beginning to pack my bag. Cogito ergo sum.