My journey to better health
I realised last night that its going to take quite a long time to bring readers up to speed with all that I’ve done to respond to my ill health, and what I’ve experienced in my long and facinating healing journey.
It took several decades to very sick, and it took about 24 plus months to get to a point where I feel “well” again and not experiencing major symptoms. When I say major symptoms, my years of chronic insomnia (not being able to fall and stay asleep), anxiety, panic attacks, facial drooping (bells palsy symptoms), tingling and bloating at the affected side of my face, have all gone. Major infestations of parasties and fungi too have subsided.
I have learned that there are never any quick fixes and generally that the more toxic you are, the longer it will take to get better. Ill health didn’t happen overnight, and a magic pill, or one single protocol is unfortunately not an answer, I’ve learned.
One of the things that made my health situation far worse than it could have been and caused addtional problems was taking anti-depressants. As per my previous post, psychiatrists diagnosed me with panic disorder and generalised anxiety disorder and prescribed SSRI’s, several of them in high doses as well as sleeping pills. These pills alleviated my jitters and my anxiety and put me to sleep for the first time in years; and I was so relieved. The only problem was that I developed an additional problem to my pre-existing problem - a very lazy colon, meaning, I was only having a small bowel movement once in a few days.
I learned that anti-depressants and other psychoactive drugs relax you, and that means, all of you, colon and all; meaning you are likely to end up with a build up of alot of rotting faecal matter inside of your intestines as I did making you even more susceptible to parasitical infestions and overgrowths of fungi - not to mention additional problems trying to get off these very addictive drugs.
So, from ‘fat to the fire’ some people say; and that’s exactly where I went from one problem to another one and what actually prompted the beginings of my healing journey, a detour of sorts, via colon irrigation as my first protocol.
If only there WAS a magic pill! I couldn't agree with you more! With regards to anti-depressants, on one of my early visits to my own doctor, she tried to prescribe me anti-depressants and wrote a prescription for me which I quickly tore up and put in the bin. Anti-depressants were the last thing I needed!
It's over time I've got to know the symptoms really well and I understand what is happening to me. The difficulty has been knowing how to deal with the problems. It's a slow process but I believe I'm getting there.
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