We heard this lovely story recently and thought we’d share it with you. It also follows on neatly from our recent blog post about how easy it is to ask for advice from the wrong person. 

 

So, here goes. 

 

A Psychiatrist, Engineer and Doctor got lost in the woods one dark winter’s night. Stumbling on a log cabin, they knocked on the door and, getting no answer, went inside for shelter. 

This week we’d like to give you a completely different perspective on illness. One you’ve probably never considered before. And that is the amount of energy it takes to be ill. 

 

Confused? Then read on and it’ll all become much clearer in a minute. 

 

If you’ve ever been unlucky enough to have Flu, the one thing you’re likely to remember above all others, was how exhausted you felt. As one client so eloquently put it, if someone had offered him a £50 note to get out of bed and run downstairs, he wouldn’t have been able to do it. 

 

So why is that? 

Have you noticed that most people prefer to take advice from someone they know – even if they haven’t a clue about the subject under discussion – than someone who’s actually “been there, done that and got the t shirt”? 

 

It’s one of those modern day mysteries and, when you take time to look at it, makes no sense at all. So, why do people still do it? 

 

Our answer is that it’s down to some very faulty logic – which you’ve probably never stopped to think about – and goes something like this: 

It always strikes us as ironic that many people seem to know more about their smartphone – or any other piece of electronic gadgetry they may rely on (!) – than they do about their own body. 

 

Its features. How it works. What it needs to function at its best. 

 

And “yes” we know that the human body is the only piece of complicated equipment that comes without an instruction manual (!) but that really is no excuse (!). 

 

So, this week, we’re going to dispel a few common myths / misunderstandings we’ve come across recently about “your internal geography” or, as one client so beautifully put it, “your giblets”.