Where do I begin regarding a very important aspect of my Life? In thinking about this, I have chosen to begin with the year 1988.
My exciting career as an SICU RN (Surgical Intensive Care Unit Registered Nurse) began straight out of nursing school in that year of 1988. My Heart had guided me to choose this career, and nothing and no one could or did convince me otherwise. My belief then was western medicine was superior to all medicines of the world.
I would classify myself then as a professional snob. I looked down my high fluent nose at people who “dabbled” in herbs and Homeopathy. What did they know? Nothing, in my opinion. Western medicine was THE way of healing. I was thoroughly convinced. Besides, I felt important being a nurse and a part of this superior science called western medicine.
Then 1993 came along and my entire Life changed in a blink of any eye when I sustained a severe back injury while at work. I chose a surgeon I trusted and who I worked with, who in my opinion was the best. After two back surgeries, I was left bed bound unable to walk because I could not put any weight on my right foot without causing excruciating pain to my right leg and back. I was in this position for almost two years.
In that time, I became a drug addict, my drug dealer being a doctor who was more then happy to supply me with seven major medications, all extremely addictive. When I realized I was loosing feeling down the entire right side of my body, I jolted awake as if from a very long and bad dream. I knew right there, if I did not start moving and getting myself off these drugs, I would die.
I continued taking these drugs to assist me to deal with pain (OH you have NO idea!) when I began to move in order to get my body out of bed. Years worth of taking these drugs did gain me one very good thing … my body became stronger as I turned to exercise to get me walking again.
When I decided it was time to get off these drugs I turned to the drug dealer doctor for help in the withdrawal process. He outright refused to help me and told me how I still needed these medications due to the severe pain I was experiencing. I, having the medical knowledge I do, opted to withdrawal on my own. This was in the year 2001.
That, my friends, is a very LONG story in of itself for another day perhaps. For now know I succeeded getting off those drugs after going through months of horrific withdrawal leaving me with barely any hair on my head, broken teeth, and with the inability to understand the written word. I also forgot how to write. In the withdrawal process, my brain was damaged from the thousands of seizures I experienced.
Left in the ashes of ruin, I no longer believed in western medicine. My faith was completely shattered. I turned to alternative medicine for help and to my horror there too I found the greed and a false sense of security, just as I found in western medicine. Shocked, not knowing what to do, I began the journey of taking the responsibility of learning myself what I needed to in order to bring this body back to health.
Today I know a little about a lot of things, but basically I know what I do regarding herbs and what I don’t know I research and study as I go along. I know Homeopathy which myself and my husband have studied and are still studying. I know acupressure, massage, chiropractic adjustments for cats, and Healing Touch. I also know how to send Healing Energy with “thought” through “Heart”.
I have combined all these things with my medical knowledge I obtained as a nurse. In looking back I now know my Heart had guided me to experience western medicine in order to see not only through the faults, but to also bring with me valuable knowledge that I still am using today in my ministry of caring for my special needs cats, a special needs husband, and of course, myself.
I went from a snob with attitude towards people who practiced alternative medicine to my present day of being a very strong advocate for herbs, eastern medicine, and Homeopathy. I, as well as my husband and cats, stay away from all vaccines, from all invasive procedures, all x-rays, all over 50 protocol tests and probes and what nots, and instead we base our Sacred Lives on preventative (gentle) medicine to stay healthy. I also am a firm advocate of exercise.
The skeptic has now turned into a believer that there really is a better way to address our health issues then just with western medicine alone. So much has to be changed within western medicine itself, but with the majority of the practitioners having closed minds to even consider anything else, how is change going to happen? I’ll tell you how, by personal experience just like what happened to me. And let’s not forget all the millions of people who are now turning to alternative means to help themselves rather then turning to western medicine as their first choice.
In closing, I taught myself to read and to write. For those of you who are reading this, know how much I cherish the written word and how very very grateful I am that I tenaciously for years insisted that I again would understand the written word, but not only that, would write it. Think upon those things as you read my words. A Miracle is what I am. And I know it!
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