Until you have gone off the deep end on nutritional therapy as I have, a Western medicine aficionado has every reason to doubt its effectiveness. Thr only people who know how useful it is to tightly control the toxins, vitamins, and foods that go into their bodies are the people who MUST know: very sick people, usually with cancer or diseases that can’t be diagnosed and are chronically debilitating, people who sell supplements, and wackos like me who want to live long and prosper.
When I undertook my journey to better health, it was for many reasons. First, the US health care system is broken; it is costly and access is limited by a critical doctor shortage. Second, I have two young grandsons, for one of whom I will soon be the only surviving grandparent. Third, two former husbands, a former lover, and my daughter’s inlaws all suffered from cancer. Fourth, I was on anti-depressants since the death of my last husband almost fifteen years ago.
I wasn’t a bad eater to start with: no fast food, little processed food, organic fruits and vegetables, limited amounts of meat.
But then I went to the nutritionist/pharmacist in North Scottsdale, where wealthy people have access to treatments the ret of us lack. They pay out of pocket, as I did.
The nutritionist (http://www.time4health.com) administered an IGC panel for food sensitivities and then prescribed fish oil, immune support, digestive enzymes, probiotics, and a multi-vitamin high in B Complex.
He also told me to eat only grass fed beef if at all, only Wild fish, no gluten, and for me especially no dairy of any kind and no Lima,kidney, or navy beans. (the blood test showed I have intolerances to them).
He also told me to get off frappacinos and start the day with protein rather than a banana, get off the single Diet Coke I drank a day, and stick to a pretty much plant based diet.
I balked. So would you. After all, I am a healthy person. I didn’t feel bad to begin with, although I did have a little joint pain and some digestive bubbles, which I thought normal for my age.
But I am now six weeks into the program. I can stand at a cocktail party without feeling my back. I easily gave up Diet Coke and Frappacinos, without even missing them. I have ten times the energy I had before.
But the most important result so far: I am off Lexapro. Those SSRIs are supposedly very difficult to get off, with major withdrawal. I, However, cut my pills in half for a few weeks, then went to half a pill every day, and then to nothing. With no withdrawal that I noticed.
One of my best friends is an MD. He kept asking me for the “literature.” My family doctor called me “meshuga,” Yiddish for crazy. But he did agree to order another series of blood tests to find out even more about me. Trust me, there is literature being written about this every day at major medical centers as a result of new clinical trials– trials that were forced into existence by patients who demanded them, patients who offered their own experiences online, and patients simply desperate for remedies for chronic conditions. Oh, and by a health care system staggering under the costs of treating these conditions– conditions that could be halted or prevented by proper nutrition.
Don’t let the American food-industrial complex maim you. Do your own research.