just to get a lab report...I know perfectly well they are stones. But I thought it'd be cool to have a report. I was so caught up in the empowerment and potential of attaining our own health, that I forgot the mind set of where I was going. It's the medical establishment...how could I have forgotten. It's where I lost my hope for health. It's where I was invalidated over and over, and with no regard to my ever increasing symptoms that they could not explain, so they must not be real, right. I can only imagine where I'd be now if I continued under their...what do they call it...care?

Wow, I'm grateful I got out.

So, there I was back with my little vial. They don't like that. The doctor first condescended to me, then got angry and mocked me, and as quick as he appeared turned around and left. Shut the door in my face too.

Now...that's a man who could use a flush.

So I don't know if those stones will get analyzed. Doesn't matter really...and I've many more in my freezer. But that's what you get when the arrogant feel threatened.

Just thought I'd share...happy flushing. Thank God we're here!

Best wishes,
Megan