Chronic, grinding, bothersome diseases like the itchy, smelly ears that would never improve. Seizures that necessitate constant drugging to stay at bay. Joint disease that all but cripples a young dog, too young for the arthritis diagnosis
When these things just let go, after a proper remedy, and the animal comes out of treatment full of enthusiasm again, shiny of coat and gleaming in the eyes, you can’t help but smile. You’ve just seen a miracle.
Well, it sure seems like one. A lot of hard work went into it, of course, searching for symptoms, modalities that make those symptoms better or worse, trying to see the remedy that most closely matches those symptom patterns in the patient, deciding what potency to use, to repeat or not to repeat the dose.
And then evaluating the response or lack thereof. What got better? What didn’t? What’s new? And, what’s next?
But BOOM, when the remedy is well chosen and the dose was correct, and the repetition or its lack was well done, Way Better emerges. Wow! emerges.
“I’d forgotten he used to do that!” “She played like I haven’t seen her play since she was a pup!”
And you want to tell everyone. Shout the glories of homeopathy from the rooftops, to your grocer, your office mate, your mother in law! And they might look at you with that “Bless her heart” pity, smile wanly, and move on to their next distraction.
I’ve had a few clients eagerly send people to me. Friends, family, acquaintances. People who should have never come. People who, when they got here, were obviously not expecting to hear what I have to say, to answer the myriad of questions I need to ask about their animals, or to even consider that they could be doing healthier things for their animals that I suggest they might want to consider.
I try to be gentle. I can be very understanding. I don’t push, but suggest, explain, give examples. But I can see in their faces that they wish they weren’t here. That this is not their model of a veterinary visit. That it’s just too much for them to shift gears into.
And so, it goes nowhere. In one instance, after I spelled out the possibilities of what “getting better” could look like, I could see in the sick dog’s owner’s eyes that that wasn’t desirable or even acceptable. Disease + drugs for life was far preferable to the picture I was painting. So I never even prescribed a remedy. The dog and his human went home. Never to know the glorious possibility of miracle that could come to be.
After having had a handful of cases like this, where zealous clients have proclaimed, unsolicited, to other animal owners, that they just HAVE TO see Dr. Falconer for this poor animal’s condition, I now quietly ask the client to please send them to my website first. So they can get a taste of who I am, how I see health and disease, how I treat illness.
And prevent the awkwardness of landing in a place where they didn’t want to be.
All things need to come when they are ready. Pushing holistic medicine on someone who is not seeking it doesn’t help that person or holistic medicine.
Best just to share your miracle with those who are genuinely interested. It’s yours, after all. And your animal’s.