After spending a few days with my son staying over, he actually told me that he thought I had early onset dementia and that I needed to go and see a doctor! This did not go down very well but I came to realize that he was right. My memory was worse than it had ever been and I was having difficulty locking anything into my short term memory. I was getting confused with the least amount of stress and I had almost caused an accident whilst driving my son to the bus station. Hence his concern.
So I bit the bullet and went to my doctor for the third time to tell her there was something else wrong with me besides depression. Now here in Adelaide, Australia it is not that easy to get into to see one’s regular doctor. It is even harder to get an appointment longer than 10 minutes and the Doctor will general rush the patient through quickly. I had already been to her before to tell her that my memory loss and stress symptoms were not normal for depression. I guess she thought her several years of study and experience gave her more knowledge and insight into my problem than my gut instincts and ill expressed symptoms. This time I burst into tears as I regaled some of the more serious effects of my memory loss and lapses in time – such as buying a pallet full of un-needed goods from the auction and not remembering that I bid on them. She finally listened and sent me for a cat scan as well as upping my dose of anti-depressants. Now I know that a Naturally Healthy Aussie shouldn’t even be on anti-depressants but after several months sitting and staring at walls and crying over every tiny thing that happened I actually admitted that I was not up to the task of curing myself any more.
The results came back and it was discovered that I had a 9mm very slow growing calcified Tumor in my brain. I was so relieved that I believe I started crying all over again. This may be a surprise to my readers but my theory is that dementia is very difficult if not impossible to reverse whereas I have read a myriad of examples of tumors being healed. Add to this the fact that I actually had time to work on it myself and you can believe I was happy. I also had a legitimate excuse for my memory loss and my close circle of friends and family all started to help me remember things instead of getting frustrated with me when I couldn’t. My youngest daughter (25yr) coined the tumor a brain mole and that is what we have called it ever since.
The next thing I did was research, research and more research. Weeding out the fads and fables from historical evidence regarding what causes tumors and cancer and what heals tumors and cancer.
I created a long list of things to avoid and things to add to my diet and life style and you will find a link to my list, on my website very soon.
The one thing that I found in my research that resonated most and had the most profound history of success was from http://www.thecancertutor.com The cancer tutor had information about using MMS (miracle mineral supplement) and DMSO (Dimethylsulfoxide) for a variety of cures as well as cancer. One of these that I was particularly interested in was detoxification of heavy metals. The protocol that I followed was to use both of these every hour for ten hours a day for three weeks. At the same time I had to stick to a purely vegan diet ( not too hard since I am a vegetarian), no alcohol and nothing containing sugar. I also had to avoid all refined foods. During this time I also ate three apples a day and made sure there was ginger and turmeric in all of my main meals. I had cinnamon and honey in herb tea several times a day, I had one teaspoon each of spirulina and wheat grass twice a day and also had fresh carrot juice daily.
After a few days I already started thinking more clearly. After three weeks I had lost a few kilos of weight, I had more energy than I had in weeks, I could remember recent conversations and events and I was thinking clearly for most of the time.
Another very noticeable consequence was that sores that had been on my legs and arms disappeared! Sadly, other scars from a recent dog bite and my psoriasis were not effected at all.
I also created a lifestyle that supported my good days and my not so good days. On a really good day, if I was bubbly and full of energy I would buy a heap of fresh vegetables and make up a stew to go with a fresh food side dish for a “fast food” meal. On a bad day when I was feeling lethargic or down I could plod along with a simple routine and feed myself energy enhancing meals with almost no effort.
At the same time as this was happening there was a new fitness center open up which I joined with some of my family. There are regular daily classes which I go to and I have really benefited from the exercise.
What I am describing is a very well rounded and holistic model of therapy that incorporates the medical field as little as possible and includes most aspects of life. I still need to address the spiritual aspects of healing but am sort of floundering with that at the moment.