In my adult life, I’ve always been a little medication adverse. It likely stems from taking medication regularly for years as a kid for seizures. I needed that medication, and thanks to some heavy disguises from my parents in the form of pudding and yogurt, I took it, but it’s made me wary of any of the optional medications since then. Stuffy nose? I’m good. Upset stomach? I can tough it out. Headache? Dry needling, please. That’s just me.   When I was pregnant, some well-mea