Your Own Perfect Medicine Chapter 1

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

​ Martha Christy is a nutritional and natural health care consultant, medical research writer and editor, and author of the international bestseller Learn to Control Stress With the Stress Test. Her other books include Reconstructing the Real You, Your Body’s Best Defense: How pH Balancing Conquers Aging and Disease, Simple Diagnostic Tests You Can Do At Home, Healing Yourself with Homeopathy, Colloidal Silver: The Natural Alternative to Antibiotics, Herbal Grobust: The Natural Way To a Fuller, Firmer Bust Through Herbal Hormone Balancing, MSM: The Super Supplement of the Decade and The Pacific Yew Story: How An Ancient Tree Became a Modern Miracle.

An Amazing Untold Story

There is an extraordinary natural healing substance PRODUCED BY OUR OWN BODIES that modern medical science has proven to be one of the most powerful natural medicines known to man.

Unlike many other natural medical therapies, this method requires no monetary investment a doctors’ intervention and can be easily accessed and used at any time.

The extensive medical research findings on this natural medicine have never been compiled and released to the general public before now, but those who have been fortunate enough to hear about this medicine and use it have found that it can produce often astounding healing even when all other therapies have failed.

This book tells of the doctors, medical researchers and the hundreds of other people who have used this extraordinary medicine throughout our century to cure a huge variety of common illnesses and to combat even the most incurable diseases. This is the extraordinary untold story of a natural healing substance so remarkable that it can only be called our own perfect medicine.

My own experience with this little-known natural medicine began as a result of my search for an answer to many years of serious chronic illnesses that had begun very early in life. Like thousands of people today, I had developed chronic, degenerative disorders that couldn’t be helped by conventional medicine and which threatened to permanently destroy my ability to work, function and simply enjoy life.

When I was young, I suffered through the same measles, mumps, chicken pox and colds that everyone else did. And like other children, I played hard, worked hard, and dreamed of the day when I would become a vigorous, emancipated teenager, just like everyone else. But, for me, that particular dream wasn’t going to come true.

One beautiful July morning at the age of twelve, I awoke with a start. Suddenly, surprised and frightened, I realized I was lying in a dark red pool of blood that was so large it had soaked through even the thick layers of my mattress. Trembling and weak, I pushed myself up out of bed and felt a horrible, wrenching pain tear through my abdomen.

My worried mother came running in answer to my screams, but after assessing the situation, said there really wasn’t much she could do about the pain of my first menstrual period. But what neither she nor I knew at the time, was that what should have been a natural transition to adolescence and menstruating was, for me, going to become a waking nightmare that lasted almost 30 years.

At the onset of each one of my monthly menstrual periods, I would invariably end up either in my doctor’s office or at the emergency room of the hospital screaming with pain, bleeding copiously and passing huge clots of blood.

For several months after my ‘periods from hell’ began, my mother chauffeured me around the city from doctor to doctor with no success until our family doctor finally instituted a monthly regimen of pain killers such as Demerol or Darvon injections and then sent me home with a big, round bottle of full-strength prescription Codeine with which I proceeded to dope myself senseless for the next eight to ten days. This same cycle was repeated every month for almost twenty years.

Throughout adolescence, the simple everyday functions of getting up and going to school were an often monumental and utterly exhausting effort for me. Unlike the rest of my family and friends, I had marked periods of extreme exhaustion. I became extremely susceptible to colds and flu and felt bone-chillingly cold all the time – even in the warmest summer weather.

By the age of fourteen, the effort of combatting severe chronic pain and fatigue while trying to keep up normal activities became impossible. I collapsed and had to be hospitalized and removed from school for several months. But even after a huge battery of medical tests and innumerable visits with doctors and specialists, no one was able to diagnose what was causing my problems.

After many weeks, I returned to school and struggled through the high school years with the aid of generous amounts of codeine and other strong pain killers that my doctor willingly prescribed. But by the time I left home for college, the symptoms of bleeding, exhaustion, pain and digestive problems became so bad that I often was unable to even leave my room or to take part in daily activities.

I kept up the Demerol injections and codeine for many years and added several other new painkillers and drugs which had been developed for menstrual problems to my regimen. But the problems continued unabated and in the ensuing years I developed a myriad of other serious health problems.

During the years from age eighteen to thirty, I was diagnosed with pelvic inflammatory disease, ulcerative colitis, Chron’s disease or ileitis (a chronic, painful inflammation of the colon), Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS), Hashimoto’s disease (a disorder of the thyroid gland) and mononucleosis.

I had severe chronic kidney infections, two miscarriages, chronic cystitis, severe candida and external yeast infections along with marked adrenal insufficiency and serious chronic ear and sinus infections for which I was prescribed antibiotics on an ongoing basis for several years. Food and chemical allergies also became a big problem. And even though I ate almost nothing because of my extreme food allergies, I actually kept gaining weight, which only added to the discomfort of all the other health disorders I was dealing with.

The bottles of drugs I had taken during this time could have filled a small landfill, but none of my illnesses or disorders had been resolved, and in fact, were more debilitating than ever - it seemed as though I had become nothing more than a walking encyclopedia of disease and the worst part about the entire situation was that no matter how many failed drug therapies I tried, any visit to the doctor’s office only resulted in another discouraging failure.

Another big problem was the drug side effects -I felt like a ping-pong ball, bouncing from one drug to another as my doctors kept prescribing more and different drugs to counteract the side effects of the ones I was already taking.

By the time I turned 30, the natural health movement was really picking up speed, and, desperate for any solution, I tried out the Adelle Davis nutrition regimen,mega-vitamin therapy, acupuncture, chiropractic care and every herbal preparation and drug-free natural health therapy that I could find.

Within two years, my chronic cystitis cleared up and the menstrual pain and bleeding markedly decreased. The ulcerative colitis also responded and the sinus infections disappeared. I felt that I was slowly and surely regaining strength and health and even beginning to experience a portion of the energy and vigor that ‘normal’ healthy people enjoy - and all without drugs. When I conceived my son at 34 and made it through the first trimester without miscarrying I felt as though I’d conquered the final health frontier.

Unfortunately, in my burst of enthusiasm, I underestimated the impact of pregnancy on my understandably frail health, and the birth that I had so carefully prepared for was a near fatal disaster requiring emergency surgery.

And as it turned out, even despite all the illness and pain I’d gone through in the years before the birth, all of it seemed like child’s-play after I ran head on into the serious complications of a difficult childbirth.

For months after the birth, I hounded my gynecologist, complaining of unremitting and severe abdominal cramps, cystitis and horribly painful menstrual periods. My natural health treatments would give temporary relief, but mystifyingly, didn’t seem to have the same beneficial and lasting effects that they’d had before my pregnancy.

I underwent every conceivable medical test, all of which came back negative, but the problems just didn’t go away My doctor flinched every time I walked in the door and then sent me back out again with increasingly severe assurances that the pain was “unwarranted” and probably all in my head.

After alienating every doctor in town with my complaints, I finally gave up and decided to ‘suffer in silence’ until one hot summer day almost twenty-four months after the birth, I suddenly fell, screaming with pain, on my living room floor in front of my terrified two year old. I literally had to crawl to the phone to call my husband. When he carried me, screeching, into my OB’s office, the doctor clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “Now it can’t be that bad, dear, we just checked you out a few months ago”, he cajoled.

He gave me Codeine and sent me home - 48 hours later I was in the operating room having emergency surgery for multiple ruptured ovarian tumors.

A couple of days after the procedure, my doctor sauntered into my hospital room with a conciliatory grin on his face. “Gee”, he drawled apologetically, “We had no idea anything like this was going to happen. Your ovary looked horrible - engorged to the size of a grapefruit. No wonder you were hurting. Sorry you had to go so long without help but, you know, the tests just never turned up anything. And oh, by the way, the pathologist found a little endometriosis in your right ovary.”

Endometriosis is an incurable women’s disease in which uterine tissue for some unknown reason detaches itself from the uterus, moves to other locations in the body, and attaches itself to other organs or body tissue. This misplaced uterine tissue spontaneously bleeds in response to hormonal changes, causing internal bleeding, scarring and often excruciating pain that can destroy the woman’s ability to live and function normally. This disease is not uncommon among women, but it is incurable, at least by conventional medical standards.

My “little” endometriosis turned into the monster that ate Tokyo - three months after my doctor had “successfully” operated, I was sitting in the ultrasound room at the hospital again, watching as several new endometrial tumors appeared on the monitor screen, accompanied by the usual excruciating pelvic pain, internal bleeding, constipation, hemorrhagic cystitis and acute exhaustion.

After the ultrasound, I decided to contact a doctor who was recommended to me as an expert on endometriosis. He told me that he felt that my health problems had originally stemmed from undiagnosed severe endometriosis and an underactive thyroid which had probably been present since adolescence. He recommended an immediate hysterectomy, which I underwent. The day after the operation, the doctor visited me arid compassionately whispered that I would “never have a problem with endometriosis again”. But he was wrong.

Twenty months later, I had more tumors and another operation. Three months after that, the pain, tumors and internal bleeding reappeared again and I was scheduled for what would by now have been my sixth surgical procedure in five years, which I refused to undergo.

Desperate and seriously debilitated, I flew to Mexico where I spent $15,000 on an intensive course of intravenous mega-vitamin and livecell therapy at one of the alternative cancer clinics which had offered some hope for my case. For weeks, doctors poured nutrients and natural medicines into my veins and mouth. I watched as many of the cancer patients around me seemed to get better and better with the treatments. And I did too - for about two months.

I spent my fortieth birthday hopelessly sick and in bed which was where I stayed that entire year. The drugs, operations and Mexican treatments had completely failed, and my usual herbs and homeopathic remedies, although they gave temporary relief, seemed almost useless against the disease. And by now, even though I had health insurance, my husband and I had spent over $100,000 of our own money, and still, I couldn’t even get out of bed.

I had one last surgery which removed another large bleeding tumor. When I got home from the hospital, I weighed 89 pounds and developed a post-surgical infection which required several courses of antibiotics. After taking the antibiotics, I developed an extremely severe case of candida (yeast infection). My hands and arms became covered with a horribly itchy fungal infection that nothing could relieve or cure, and I remained generally exhausted, bedridden, and in intense pain.

Because of the surgeries, I was also experiencing early and severe menopausal symptoms – hot-flashes, mood swings, water retention and depression. But because endometriosis is exacerbated by estrogen, my doctor recommended that I refrain from taking estrogen supplements which she said would have relieved the severe and very unpleasant symptoms.

Several months after the surgery, the all-too-familiar endometrial symptoms returned. My doctor assured me that all was well, but when I asked for and received my surgical records from the hospital, I found that she had written that “all attempts to remove endometriosis will be done, but complete surgical care can rarely be guaranteed; the patient may require further therapy for endometriosis, medically or surgically” For my exhausted and bewildered husband and myself, this prognosis seemed like an insurmountable and final defeat.

I had one more heart to heart talk with a gynecologist who told me, “given the severity of your case, the reality is that you could be facing a lifetime of corrective

surgery”. Given the state of my health at the time, I couldn’t envision that ‘lifetime’ meant anything more for me than a few additional years of mind-numbing pain and misery before my body finally gave out.

After nearly a lifetime of illness, these last episodes in my late thirties and early forties seemed like the final blow, and in all honesty I felt that there was no way out and no hope in sight. No matter how many times I’d been assured by my doctors that drugs and surgery would cure the endometriosis and my other disorders and make it possible for me to live a normal life, the doctors had been proven wrong.

A few weeks later, when I heard that one of my friends from the cáncer clinic had died in his sleep, I felt sad for his family, but happy for him, because he was finally free of his pain and suffering. In many ways, I felt that he was the lucky one and I almost wished that the same thing would happen to me; it seemed that death would have been a blessing, especially so that my family could be freed from the seemingly neverending burden of my illness and be able to get on with their lives.

Sitting alone and discouraged one morning, I glanced up dismally from a book I was reading when my husband came in the room. “I’ve got something else we can try, honey,” he chirped enthusiastically, and proceeded to describe his conversation with a woman who had cured herself of a serious and reportedly incurable kidney disorder by using an unusual therapy. “Whaaat”, I responded, after he told me what the therapy was - “I don’t think so”, I said, and went back to reading my book.

But after several more days and many more horrible episodes of pain and drugs, my husband handed me a small book and said, “You’ve got to try this”. I picked up the book and began to read.

The small, unpretentious-looking book was full of fascinating stories about people who had been cured of even the worst diseases with a seemingly strange and little- known natural therapy. The therapy seemed incredibly effective, yet I still felt reluctant to try it. But as I read further on in the book, the stories were so compelling and the therapy was so simple that suddenly, it didn’t seem strange or preposterous to me anymore. And at this point in my now nearly futile existence, I knew I had absolutely nothing to lose by trying it - so I did.

From the first day I began the therapy, to my immense surprise I got almost instantaneous relief from my incurable constipation and fluid retention. Within a week, my severe abdominal and pelvic pain was unbelievably gone.

The chronic cystitis and yeast infections (internal and external) son disappeared and food allergies, exhaustion, and digestive problems all began to heal.

After a few more months of the therapy, I noticed that amazingly, my colds, flu, sore throats and viral symptoms, all of which had resurfaced and become chronic after the surgeries, now rarely made an appearance. My hair which had fallen out in handfuls after my fifth surgery became thick and lustrous, my weight normalized, and my energy and strength increased so markedly that I was even able to work again.

Last summer, I hiked four miles into the Grand Canyon. For the first time in many years I can swim and even comfortably ride horseback or on my mountain bike for hours at a time – all formerly unimaginable activities. Much to my own and my family’s amazement, I am back at work and after 30 years of almost non-stop illness, I have a rich, full life again – and all because of an unbelievably simple and effective natural medicine that almost none of us even knows exists.

This natural therapy became, for me, a priceless gift of health, as it has for many others. It gave the fastest, most dramatic results of any natural or man-made medical treatment I have ever tried and was truly the miraculous happy ending to my long story of illness and failed medical treatments. By using this simple, natural medicine, along with other natural healing approaches such as homeopathy, herbs, good nutrition and rest, I have been able to remain consistently disease-free and I feel better and stronger than I have ever felt in my life since that fateful day in July so many years ago.

And even though this natural medicine seemed so peculiar to me at first, I later discovered, to my surprise, that medical researchers have been intensively studying and using this medicinal substance for decades.

As a matter of fact, unknown to the vast majority of the public, this incredibly simple and wonderful natural treatment is a well-proven medical therapy that has been used extensively and successfully throughout the twentieth century by doctors

and researchers from many different branches of medicine all over the world and has been shown to be amazingly effective in treating a huge variety of illnesses.

It’s time that all of us should know about this therapy and about the medical research findings on this truly remarkable natural medicine, which is why I have written this book. .

Up until this point, whenever anyone wrote or talked about using this substance for healing, they’ve been told that it’s just an unproven folk remedy or ‘old wives tale’.

But as you’ll discover in the following pages, this is completely untrue. The truth is that doctors and medical researchers for years have scientifically proven the tremendous effectiveness of this natural medicinethey just haven’t told us about it, for reasons which we’ll discuss later on in the book.

This simple, natural method may seem less glamorous than comercial drugs and space-age surgical techniques because it’s not glorified by the press or hyped by sophisticated, sugar-coated advertising themes. But when all the man-made medicines in the world can’t help, people like myself have been eternally grateful to find that nature has provided this safe, painless solution to even seemingly incurable illnesses.

In this age of hi-tech drugs, plastic body parts and mechanized medicine, I sincerely hope that all of us can become more open and accepting of this natural way of healing the body, and that the information provided in this book will help all of us to learn more about, (what I can unreservedly say), is the best natural remedy to disease and illness in existence.

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