My dog has a better doctor than I do, not to mention better health care.

My search for a veterinarian some time ago, landed me with a holistic veterinary healer.  She believes in a marriage of eastern and western medicine for my pets’ care.  So my dog may get acupuncture during one visit, but antibiotics during another visit — when she’s really sick.

Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to find that kind of doctor for myself.  As I’m writing this I’m on hold — 8 minutes and counting — just to make an appointment with my doctor at Cedars-Sinai here in Los Angeles.

When my dog had persistent bladder problems, my vet recommended cranberry tablets.  Turns out the Native Americans knew a thing or two about keeping oneself regular.  After that — not one problem — now only if I’d figured out that solution five years and three rugs ago.

When I have problems, I get antibiotics, it seems, no matter what.  I’m always hesitant to take them unless I’m extremely ill believing that antibiotic resistance is one of the most grave problems facing our health-care system and that the human body does a good job of healing itself.

Eleven minutes and counting . . . .

Even my grandmother gets acupuncture to help with her arthritis.

So I’m on the hunt for a doctor-slash-healer.  Someone who can recommend homeopathic solutions to problems before we delve into the chemical.

Wait, wait — I have a human being after only thirteen minutes on hold — and an actual appointment in my lifetime — before I turn thirty-five.

I figure, though, that I can’t exactly ask my doctor for that referral — though I might.

I’d love to know what herbs and vitamins I should take for optimal health.  What foods to eat and what to avoid besides processed foods and sugar.  I’m sure that person exists — especially in Los Angeles.  I only have to find them.

Yeah, yeah and for those of you keeping up — I’m at 154, which I think puts me at thirty pounds down.