Yesterday I wrote about events leading up to my Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. One cold, grey English November morning, I found myself unable to get out of bed, finally stuck down by pain, and debilitating exhaustion. It was an effort to make a call to work to let them know I wasn’t coming in.
And that situation continued for weeks as I struggled to make sense of what was going on. I was a person in my mid-thirties known for my energy and out-going personality. However, here I was lying in my bed struggling to get to the bathroom. I felt as if my life was over. I was depressed.
Given that I was off work, I needed to see my doctor who ran a battery of blood tests to determine what was happening. My glands were swollen and it was clear I was struggling with a viral infection in the least. At that time, I didn’t know it was Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, I just knew I felt awful.
Chronic Fatigue Syndrome is a chronic fatigue that penetrates our total being leaving a person more exhausted than any normal tiredness could. You sleep for hours and still wake exhausted. One of the symptoms that I was aware of was a brain fog that had overcome me. I felt stupid and I realized that I wasn’t thinking clearly. Normal daily activities become a drag. My symptoms included cognitive challenges – short term memory loss ( I couldn’t remember my own phone number), joint pains, headaches, confusion, depression and exhaustion.
However, in the midst of my frustration and confusion, I knew that this wasn’t my destiny and I needed to get better. The results came back from the doctor, all readings were within ‘normal range’, there was nothing wrong! Right!!! Nothing wrong, well why was I feeling this way? That made me even more depressed.
The doctor prescribed an anti-inflammatory for the pain and anti-depressant for my mental state and told me that he was concerned that I was faking my illness!!! I left his consulting room and threw the prescription paper in the waste-bin on my way out.
I may have been ill but I knew that what he was telling me was ridiculous. I wasn’t faking my illness, I was determined to find out what was causing me to feel this way.
I began to read books on pain and immediately Fibromyalgia come to my attention. It seemed like I was suffering with several of the listed symptoms.
So I ran through the Yellow Pages looking for anything that would make sense to me.
I found an alternative health clinic and decided to book an appointment. I called the center, explained what was happening to me and they recommended that I see the homeopath. I had never heard of homeopathy but I was willing to try anything. Homeopathy is a system of natural medicine that matches a set of symptoms to a homeopathic remedy and prescribes this remedy in minute doses that would actually create the very set of symptoms presented if given in large doses. It creates an energetic reaction in the body designed to enable the body to bring itself back into balance ( homeostasis). It is energy medicine. I certainly needed energy so I was willing to do what I was being told to do.
So began my journey into homeopathy, healing and alternative health. The homeopath asked me to complete a very long questionnaire about my health history and it was amazing to list all the issues I had dealt with over the years.
Little did I know that all these issues were related and had led me to my current state of health. The homeopath recognized my set of symptoms as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome but chose not to share this with me at that time due to my emotionally sensitive state. She gave me flower remedies to ease my emotional distress and a remedy that matched my personality. I was fascinated that small sugar coated pills could help me. I certainly felt relieved to be working with someone who appeared to understand me and didn’t suggest I was faking anything. I distinctly remember her telling me to pick out the funny shaped potatoes with dirt on them in the supermarket and I thought that was strange.
Why would I want the dirty ones when I was used to picking up clean, perfectly formed fruit and vegetables? She was teaching me about organic food minus the pesticides and chemicals designed to keep fruit and vegetables “fresh” for long periods in the store. The clinic ran allergy tests on me and it was no surprise to them that I was sensitive to many foods including wheat and dairy ( most people are sensitive to these especially when they are ill). I was given an eating plan that included removing all sensitive foods from my diet.
In combination with the homeopath, I also started massage therapy and chiropractic work.
There is no doubt that the chiropractic work helped me a great deal to release a build up of pressure in my spine. I started to feel better but I still couldn’t find the energy to return to work. Six weeks went by and although I had improved, I was still exhausted. By this time, the homeopath had told me that my symptoms added up to Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I remember telling my boss what I had been told and there was a groan down the phone; this wasn’t something I was likely to recover from in a hurry.
I started to read up on Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and the words were not pretty. They seemed to suggest that I would be ill for the rest of my life or years in the least. At that time, Chronic Fatigue Syndrome was referred to as “yuppie flu” because it seemed to afflict people who were A-type driving personalities. I related to that – I was one of them. I had studied statistics so I knew not to rely upon the numbers given in these books. I am a unique human being and my experience doesn’t have to be a statistic.
However, I also couldn’t deny what I was experiencing. Something had gone horribly wrong. I was living on my own at the time and that was challenging. I had recently bought a home and a brand new car so I had financial commitments to meet. Fortunately I had built up some financial reserves. I was an independent contractor so the company where I was consulting wasn’t under any obligation to pay me. But God is so good. My boss wanted to retain my services so he persuaded the company to continue paying me for a few months after I fell ill until it became clear that I wouldn’t be returning to that work at all. This gave me the resources and the ability to do the research I was driven to do in order to find a way out of my predicament. This was truly divine intervention and God would continue to intervene as my recovery progressed.
The homeopathy, chiropractic work and massage definitely helped but I needed more. I still wasn’t well enough to work and the weeks had turned into months. Of course the grey weather in England didn’t help my state of mind at all. I was born in the sunshine of South Africa and I definitely knew that the lack of sunshine was negatively affecting me.
At that time, we didn’t have the internet so my investigations took me to my local book store and while I was scanning the health books, a book fell off the shelf and I picked it up off the floor.
The title was “The Healer” and as I flicked through the pages, something felt like it was prodding me. I needed to meet this person. My immediate thought was that he must live in America; most of the books I had been reading were by people living in the United States. So I looked at the back of the book and there was Jack Temple’s address – 2 miles down the road from where I lived!!
I called up the number and left Jack a message. He called me back and told me he had a cancellation the next morning. I knew that God was once again knocking on my door.
Jack Temple was the healer to the celebrities including Princess Diana so he was booked for months in advance. However I got to see him the next morning.
Jack was a very gifted dowsing healer. I thought homeopathy was a stretch for my left brain but Jack was way out there. I watched him run a pendulum over my body and then he began to tell me what had been going on over my lifetime and how my parents, environment, vaccinations, drugs and food had affected my DNA. He understood anatomy and physiology in a way that I had never seen before. He also understood the planets and how we are affected by our planetary position.
Coming from my background, consulting a dowsing healer seemed rather radical. But I knew I needed radical and I was ready to listen………..
To be continued tomorrow when I will share how Jack became a friend and mentor on my path to health…..
Your friend and partner in wellness and prosperity,