Babysteps are finally growing into adult steps

I really didn't think I could add much - Parrotgreen said so well what I was going to say to you. I also, was suicidal. Depression had a grip on me so tight it was like living in a claustrophobic atmosphere 24/7.

I always managed though, throughout my life, to get to a point when I'd drop to my knees and beg God for answers.

And then I'd get some. Not all the answers, but some. I think He knew ME well enough that if He threw too many answers at me it would overwhelm me and I'd tell Him, "what, are ya nuts?" Yeah, my Depression was bad enough I'd yell at God. Had screaming fights with Him many a time!

But...I listened. And over the years it was one thing at a time. Giving up soda pop in my 20's was one of the first things I did. (I used to get so many bronchial infections starting in my teenage years and living on inhalers it wasn't funny, almost dying from pneumonia before the age of 30).

Over the years I learned a bit more. The importance of cutting back on (and now trying to 100% eliminate) table sugar. Finding out about mixing foods properly. Eating foods closer to how God created them instead of how man's messed with them. Baby steps.

In 1996, and after being on a healthy Diet that included Iodine and NO gluten, and living in the countryside with a spring-fed well that had NO fluoride and chlorine - (Mind you - I did not know about halogens at all back when this went on) my barren 39 1/2 year old body became pregnant! I was overwhelmed, and overjoyed. My little miracle was born healthy, and I breastfed her until she was a year old.

However, I believe she weaned herself because she was no longer getting from me what her little body needed. The prenatal vitamins had already been stopped; the MD said I "didn't need them to breastfeed". We had already been forced to move from the countryside to the city with its (unknown-to-me) toxic tap water. I had such a heart scare when my daughter was a baby I knew I was at death's door. I became suicidal in there somewhere. The only reason I got up every day was because the very thought of my daughter being mother-less was abhorrent to me.

By the year 2000 I was reading more. I started fasting. Drinking more water. Somewhere in there we learned about purifying our water. And changing our salt. Hubby and I bought a computer, got the internet, and I found a health forum in December of 1999. Somewhere within that next year, I had learned a bit more, and getting fascinated with all the different people and the things one can do to improve their health. (As an interesting sidenote, one of those people was a person who called himself TrapperAK . As depressed as I still was, and having my little pity parties, he was angry, and pissed quite a few people off. We were still both sicker than dogs.)

However, as time went along, day by day, the realization one gets by being involved on a health forum is in what you can learn to improve your health. We bounce ideas back and forth. One person tries this, another person tries that. Articles are found, and shared. You can learn as much as you have time to read and apply what feels "right" for you. For me, God has a huge roll. I need to be Led, sometimes by the nose. Even after all I've done to improve my health, I still had problems. It was only by asking, once again, "GOD, WHAT DO I DO NOW? I KNOW THAT THE ANSWER MUST BE SIMPLE!" (I had started to go backwards again, and getting suicidal again.)

That's when God came through for me again. On the other health forum (I was still on and stay at out of loyalty), an old friend came through and posted an article on Iodine and encouraged me to come and learn even more about it at Curezone. That old friend was Trapper; and he had just learned about Iodine from one of his new friends here at Curezone! That new friend of his was Vulcanel.

The bottom line is that iodine has saved my life. But God knows me and my need for babysteps. If I had learned about the importance of iodine back in my gluttenous-food-eating days, before the cleanses, and taken itty-bitty amounts of iodine because of my need for babysteps, I would have stayed away from iodine forever.

But you see, I WAS put on iodine back in the day. It was painted on my scraped knees as a LITTLE kid. It was in Mom's baby-oil mix for the summer and she let me swab it on, too. It was in my prenatal vitamins and in the diet I was on before getting pregnant. It almost seems as if God Himself wants me around for a bit, even though I didn't even KNOW what was keeping me alive. Even as an adult, I was prescribed iodine by a chiropractor, but he NEVER explained to me of its importance. And, my gluttonous eating was still getting in the way - I didn't absorb the iodine from its pillform very well back then!!! So, the research that you can do on your own is so incredibly vital to your own health, because even when a well-intentioned alternative doctor gives you something, they don't necessarily know just how important it is to explain to you WHY! Their ego-centricity won't allow it - "Just take it, because I said you should" seems to be the order of the day - but of course there are always exceptions to the rule - I have a "good'n" now! He takes the time to explain stuff to me.

Having Curezone in my life now? Wow. What a place to be. What an amazing place where one can obtain information. It's all here.

You not only have information, but pictures and graphics.

The absolute icing on the cake (we need to come up with a better phrase) is the support of people who care, people who love others, and want to share their good fortune of

GOOD HEALTH!

High on Water
aka
Karen

who USED to have:
constant bronchial infections
constant sinus infections
at least three BAD headaches a week
heart arrythmia and palpitations
high blood pressure
weak and peeling fingernails and toenails
ringworm
skin that sunburned easily
hypothyroidism is still improving
and I believe I will eventually be cured of my Celiac Disease if I'm not already

This list probably does not list everything - You see, over time, when you get healthier and healthier, you tend to forget certain things you used to live with. Heck, just in typing this I had the realization of:

"Oh YEAH! I used to live on inhalers! OMG!"

Good health does not need to take 30 years, like it did me. What it does take, is your commitment to your desire for it, and the willingness to not only ask for help when you need to, but BE there for others when THEY need YOU.

One day, you will be leading the way, you'll see.

Love to you