I have been a long time believer in the Rumpelstiltskin effect in medicine. Ailing people want their symptoms to have a name, if it has a name it has a cure, right? MD's have lots of official Latin words meaning Darned if I know. It's part of the cure.So I visited the local acupuncturist. Told her all about my sore shoulder, and how it interfered with my sleeping at night, and oh by the way the 100 day cough had returned along with a whale of a cold. She said, "stick out your tongue."
Competence is as hard to hide as incompetence is easy to spot, she may as well have been tattooed competent. Within several moments of her exam she had deduced I was old, had bursitis, my Qi was blocked, I had a rib out of alignment and in not too much time she could probably cure me. I then spent the most relaxing hour of my life stuck like a suckling pig taking part 1 of the cure, which included opening my sinuses, treating the inflammation in my shoulder and various tricks to realign my out of joint self.
Coupled with mega doses of Ibuprofen for another week, I may be able to sleep by the Ides. Let us give thanks for competence.
Toad