Mmmm, Honey

Picture yourself outside, using your favorite power tool: lawn mower, snow blower, chain saw, what have you. Disregarding the warning labels that are plastered all over it, thanks to our tort system, you stick your arm into . . . . well, some place it shouldn’t be. A wound results, but is your first thought, “Hmmm, I should put some honey on this?” Perhaps it should be!

Medicinal honey popped up on Marketplace last week.  [Did I already say that Marketplace has the best 30 minutes of business news each day, available live or by podcast?]  The story is worth a listen, not just for the impact of the sweet stuff on wound therapy but also for the impact of information on the almost informed.  As with self-diagnosis in medicine, and self-preparation for litigation by the pro se, some folks are going out to get a dollop of honey to cure what ails them.  I must say the doctor interviewed in the piece seemed, shall we say, a bit hasty to capitalize on the honey.

That doesn’t seem to be what medi-honey is all about.  On the other hand, honey isn’t some johnny come lately to the healing world.  Robert and Michelle Root-Bernstein cover honey, among other things, in their fantastic book Honey, Mud, Maggots and Other Medical Marvels.  The honey part is quite interesting and doesn’t reach the rather churning level of the maggots.  Even thinking about it makes me feel the little nippers wiggling around on that necrotic flesh.  Although perhaps maggots would enjoy an apiarist‘s concoction?  It is remarkable the natural remedies that were discovered yonks before modern medicine returned to some of its roots (fortunately leeches and maggots are still retro).

My favorite honey is Billy Bee (creme), a brand I first encountered as a child in Canada, but which you can now find all over the place in the U.S.  Not that you’d see my applying it to anything but a bit of toast.