Hello world. The following was written 2/1/2015.
In 2004 I found myself in a living nightmare. I had wrecked my motorcycle breaking the left side of my body. I broke my left arm and ankle. I spent two weeks in the hospital and around eight months at home bedridden. I then spent about a year and a half in an electric wheelchair. When I was laying in bed unable to move, wondering what it is I am supposed to do, to weak to open my meds, even with the pain making me wish I was dead. Inch by inch and pound by pound my weight increased. I was dying a slow and painful death.
Each time I went to the doctor I was given another diagnosis and another pill. By the end of that first year I was swallowing more pills then food everyday. When I finally reached the end of my endurance six years had passed me by. Six years of painful unending misery. I was 275 lbs. standing at 5′ tall. I walked with a cane on my good days and a walker on the bad. Believing the doctors when they told me I would never walk unaided again.
Each day I used my hair as a veil. When I would sit there in the bathroom I would try to hide from my view the wretched scale. Each time I’d see it, I’d start to cringe. The mental torture becomes a no win battle. I reached the end there pretty hard. I either wanted to die or prove them wrong. I decided to prove them wrong.
As I sat there praying for release in the form of death from my own personal hell I was guided by Holy Spirit to try doing things differently. I started by changing what I was eating. Then I started working on the meds. I was taking 14 pills four times a day. The more pills I was given the worse my health got.
I was seeing a correlation here that the doctors were refusing to see. It was the doctors pills that were killing me. I was living with migraines every single day. I was having my menses non stop. I now had high blood pressure and diabetes. Because of the medications I could no longer go out into the sun. My bones had become so brittle that I was at risk of shattering something if I hit something the wrong way. I was on the fast tract to death with my doctors guiding the way.
In 2011 I made a choice. I chose to go completely organic in what I was putting into and using on my person and environment. I started weaning myself off of the medications I was on. I looked for natural alternatives. I found what I was looking for after a lot of research, asking questions and a lot of praying. Needless to say the results were astounding.
Within 3 months of receiving the guidance to change what I was doing with my decision to go organic I lost 30 lbs. The first thing my doctors did was test me for drug use. Two weeks later my doctors call me with the lab results. The results were that I of course am completely clean. I then informed them that I have also lost another 15 pounds. Their only response to that was to continue doing whatever I am doing. It seems to be working.
At my largest of 275 lbs. I was wearing a size 26–28 in clothes and a size 8 in shoes. As of last night when I stepped on that scale I am now weighing in at 170 lbs. I am now down to a size 14 and it is loose. My shoe size has now dropped to a size 6–6 1/2. I am now able to walk primarily unaided by cane or walker any more. I still have my bad days. Except now they are no longer the nightmare they once were.
In following the guidance Holy Spirit was giving me I have found myself healing. Healing physically, mentally, and emotionally. In my willingness to stop listening to what was being told to me by others and to look only within to Holy Spirit I am being healed. Holy Spirit is showing me anything is possible when I walk with Him. I am walking with Him and I no longer need the aide of a cane or a walker. Life is good.
Blessings on your journeys my brothers. Hugs and love. You are loved. I love you.