Gladys Kravitz Curiosity about me?
King Kong urge to pry? No need, Snoop Dog! Afterall, inquiring minds what to know…
So, here’s a few things Wonder Woman’s “truth lasso” would ferret out of me….
Does this have you feeling Jinxed, Hexed, Vodoo’d? Are you dreaming you’re in that Death Eater scene in Harry Potter – having the life sucked out of you…?
Given up hope of ever breaking the spell and being well? Sick and suffering and in need of answers?
Ready to uncover what’s going on with your body….
“You should find a new doctor, friends and family would say when I consistently cancelled plans being too sick to do anything. Doctor after doctor for 10 years, “your fine, it’s probably depression”. While bedbound, on mattress island, these are just a few of the things said to me over the years, many which came from the medical community. Others from people I loved. All from people who didn’t have a clue what it was like to be in my shoes. I searched for answers while my body was slowly shutting down. Then, I hit a point where I just couldn’t live that way anymore. It had to end. I began researching suicide. It was too tortuous to continue living – just trying to survive each day. Missing out on everything in life. I told the Universe, one week – either I get answers to getting well on this earth, or I get well by being off this earth. Then I found this program… Not only did I get the answers I needed, I got the support I needed to start my journey of healing, from someone who’d been through what I was going through. It truly feels like a miracle. Over a decade of chronic pain and suffering…gone. Too many conditions to mention, healed. Through all this, I have now have the knowledge and tools to take charge of my own health….I never have to solely rely on the medical community again. I am externally grateful.
— Emily G.
Left bedbound, on mattress island, suffering while everybody else is enchanted by life, going to parties, getting married, having a ghostly time at Halloween.
Silently battling your symptoms, feeling ashamed and broken. Bartering with the Universe, one more time, for healing or the Grim Reaper (death) to come.
Defeated by the medical community. Feeling shackled and thrown in the dungeon, believing that they’re evil by keeping people dependent on the system.
Overwhelmed and lost in the sea of illness, panicked in the maze of contradictory information, conflicted about what healing path to try next. Got the Devil on speed dial, ready to sell your soul to escape the hell you’re trapped in.
A 100% confident you’ll win the lottery before you ever get well!
Trying one more thing...when you have literally tried everything you can think of-allopathic medicine and alternative medicine: acupuncture, ayurvedic medicine, yoga gurus, hypnotherapists, frogs, snails, and puppy dog tails…... makes you want to catapult off a high-rise and just be done with it!
As year after year streaks by, that this will never end. Imprisoned in a time-space continuum rip… no future, no hope, sucked into the blackhole…. Doomed into believing that it’s normal to suffer.
Being cast into “one size fits all” (likely incorrect) diagnosis (like toads and frogs are the same thing…) and solutions (that don’t work).
Threatened mutiny to eating clean. You’ll walk the plank before – cutting out caffeine, gluten, dairy, and sugar etc. You’re not convinced food is a culprit to your ailments.
Supernaturally, tap danced around this illness/condition, cringing at the thought of making plans - knowing you’ll probably have to cancel. Instead, you don your invisibility cloak and disappear…best to skip the whole disappointing people gig, Again…
Possessed with cracking cases of Mystery Illness & Chronic diseases. I’m like the Nancy Drew of Health.
My goal? To move your needle of wellness from empty to full – for eternity…
Pam Musk, Master’s degree, ICF certified coach, holistic and alternative health practitioner
Eerily, my bodily slowly began shutting down, “turning me” (like a vampire does) into one of the Walking Dead (I’ve never watched that series but I’m sure I could have had a leading role!) – eventually stranding me on mattress island (my home for over a decade).
Like many of the testimonials here, I went to doctor after doctor, and heard “there’s nothing wrong with you”, – all the while I was enduring the most bloodcurdling, tortuous existence imaginable (well actually nobody can imagine it or understand it – unless they have firsthand experience).
Eventually, you become diabolical and beg/barter the Universe for death. Yep, I did – bartered.
Alakazam (or however that works), a week later I got connected to a doctor that spoke the most mesmerizing words – words I salivated to hear…” yes, there are about 10 things wrong with you, all treatable… but we have to get to the root cause of these symptoms, and we will”.
(That’s right…you heard me – I was ecstatic to hear “something was wrong” coming out of a doctor’s mouth – at that point, didn’t really care if it was fixable or not).
Eventually, you become diabolical and beg/barter the Universe for death. Yep, I did – bartered.
Alakazam (or however that works), a week later I got connected to a doctor that spoke the most mesmerizing words – words I salivated to hear…”yes, there are about 10 things wrong with you, all treatable… but we have to get to the root cause of these symptoms”.
(That’s right…you heard me – I was ecstatic to hear “something was wrong” coming out of a doctor’s mouth – at that point, didn’t really care if it was fixable or not).
That creepy, kooky clan only comes to life at Halloween!
Most people know him from “The Mentalist”, but I first discovered him in “The Guardian”.