Dr. Bloch’s Story
My journey into the healing arts is one of accident and injury, curiosity leading to a broader exploration of the healing arts, including a conventional medical training, and a return to my holistic roots.
Shortly after my 16th birthday, I was driving a moped when a car slammed into me, threw me up in the air, and I came down head and neck first onto its windshield. The injuries were not initially apparent, but about a year later, I developed arthritis in my neck. I was introduced to Feldenkrais/movement therapist, who taught me improved posture, movement, and spatial awareness. This helped but did not cure the pain, andI was referred to a Rolfer/very deep tissue therapist, who was able to break up the scar tissue and rid me of the pain..
After college, I moved to San Francisco and was exposed more in depth to holistic healing. In the 5 year period between college and medical school, I studied massage and shiatsu, cranio-sacral osteopathy, movement therapy, hypnosis, some medical herbalism, and even attended acupuncture school for a year.
It was also in San Francisco that I was first exposed to homeopathic medicine. Even though homeopathy sounded implausible to me, I had a consultation for hay fever. When I first took the remedy, my hay fever was instantaneously gone. Initially, the relief lasted about 15 minutes, then the sneezing was terrible for 15 minutes, then better, then worse, back and forth, for about 2 weeks. Then, I felt a clearing at the crown of my head that went down through my feet, and the hay fever gone. Over 25 years later, my hay fever remains essentially cured, needing only to avoid gluten during the springtime.
Also during the time between college and medical school, I had my most important lesson towards becoming a physician, that of being a patient. One February morning, after a walk through Golden Gate Park, I was again struck by a car, this time traveling 40 mph. More serious than the
moped accident, this time I had a broken arm, a broken leg, and both the front and rear tires ran over my low back.. I’m not actually sure how I survived the impact, especially with no significant head trauma. The experience in the hospital, the operation, the recovery/convalescence was by far my most humbling lesson in becoming a physician. I learned just how good modern surgery is, how cold some doctors can be but how kind and caring others are, and that the surgery, the operations, the medicines can take you just so far, but the deep healing is a process you have to own.