Recently I received an email from my co-worker and friend, Liz H. Tickled pink with her new mobile device, it was a photo of herself with Montel Williams. I printed it out and posted it outside her unoccupied, dusty cubicle with the subtitle “Who is that person with Montel Williams?”
At that time, I did not know that, like my friend, Montel has Multiple Sclerosis.
When I spoke to her on the phone later, my friend explained she had just attended a seminar the previous weekend that Montel had hosted, publicizing the medical cannabis store he was opening locally. I remarked upon the fact she was now in a wheelchair and she responded that yes, she couldn't walk very far anymore. We chit chatted for a bit, but she was tired, and I was busy, and the call ended, as usual, much too soon.
Later that same week I took a couple hours of leave time I had to use or lose and walked up to the public library to monitor a Q&A session being hosted on Facebook by my website host, Sitesell [Quick Tour]. En route I realized I had forgotten the seat pillow that I use due to Arthritis and Fibromyalgia, so I swiped a stack of free magazines from a rack to use during my session as padding on the wooden chairs in the library's computer center. While waiting for the library to open, I found a comfortable armchair in a nearby building lobby and began perusing the magazine I'd swiped, the weekly Sacramento News & Review.
My curiosity was immediately aroused when I found an article about Montel and the recent event that my friend had attended. Reading the article, Montel said, quote, "If you strike your crazy bone, that is the pain I feel all day."
I looked at my right elbow in a mirror, the elbow with the rainbow of colors, the one that was noticeably more swollen than the left. I had whacked it the weekend before, departing from another public library. I had not seen the clear plastic display shelf at the end of the row of shelves because it was empty of any books on display. At the time, I'd felt such pain my husband had to rescue the books I was carrying because it felt like I'd nearly dislocated my shoulder. I hadn't, but that was my bad shoulder, the one with both bursitis and calcific tendonitis.
I was so annoyed and hurting that I removed the shelf and dropped it on the receptionist's desk, castigating her about leaving an empty, nearly invisible shelf where it could cause injury. I did so with my left hand because my right arm was numb and throbbing to the fingertips. No, I didn't lodge a formal complaint. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. I had only myself to blame.
Now I looked at my elbow and read Montel's words again. Yeah, I thought, I got that!
Boy, did I get that!
Years ago, in an effort to understand what another acquaintance, J, was experiencing with MS, I commenced some research online. My heart went out to this 30+, recently widowed, mother of one. When last I saw her, she was in the midst of a medical retirement from her state job, about to move in with her mother and step-family in Florida, so her toddler would have family to look after her when her mother passed away. She told me this with significant unhappiness. She had been arranging to move in with her brother first, in southern California, to make him guardian for her daughter, because she didn't get along well with her family in Florida. She had previously told me it would be a cold day in hell before she moved in with her step-family. Unfortunately, her brother had just informed her that he, himself, had just been diagnosed with MS, too. He would be joining the family in Florida eventually himself. He agreed with her feelings about their step-family.
Apparently, hell was experiencing a blizzard just then.
I knew her from the public transit we were both taking. She owned a car, still, but could no longer drive it. She couldn't feel her legs.
Multiple Sclerosis is a degenerative disease of the nervous system that is not treatable with surgery, radiation, chemo, or any other orthodox approach. Like Montel and my co-worker/friend, victims inevitably come to rely on opiates and cannabis to manage their overwhelming pain.
Like most chronic disorders, the only real, effective, treatment plan capable of turning this condition around is a nutritional approach. Only through a combination of hydration, diet, and supplements, do victims stand a chance of arresting the progress of MS and extending their lifespans beyond a few, foreshortened years. Whether this will also relieve their pain or rebuild their lost myelin sheaths, I cannot begin to speculate.
My initial research online years ago found one thing mentioned repeatedly, everywhere. That Vitamin B-13, Orotic Acid, was commonly used in the treatment of MS. Wanting to understand this more, I pursued the research results of Dr. Hans Nieper.
More recently, Dr. Joel Wallach, author of Dead Doctors Don't Lie, opened my eyes to the role of mineral supplementation in the treatment of MS.
Sydney Ross Singer,
author of the book Dressed To Kill, a medical anthropologist, when I
contacted him by email, suggested that the lack of adequate hydration
might also prove a significant cause of MS. I had just been in
conversation with another acquaintance, not J, who had admitted she had
MS, and her brother had it also. Did she get enough water every day?
No, she said, she drank mostly other fluids, like coffee, sodas, milk,
and juices. What about her brother? Yeah, the same. Hmmm, I thought,
maybe there is something to this theory. Keep an I on this website. I'll bet they'll get another book out of this. Already several on MY wish list!
My acquaintance from public transit, J? She was widowed because her obese husband had just died of gout. He, too, did not drink water, relying on other liquids for hydration. Singer and his wife, Soma Grismaijer, an optician and environmental behaviorist, had already found a significant cause to breast cancer. Now they were researching MS. Was there something to this approach? My copy of the book, Your Body's Many Cries for Water, authored by Dr. Batmanghelidj, supports this theory.
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