After years of being sick and watching the different ways my body reacted to supposed 'cures' I have come to realize that as most would think and/or believe, the natural approach is definitely much better for your body. What it is not, is convenient. To approach so many ailing illnesses in a natural manner is so extremely time consuming. It's no wonder that with the fast pace of most lifestyles of today most people take the easy way out and just pop a pharmaceutical pill to make it all go away or at minimum mask whatever pain they may have for the time being. After taking a whopping 32 prescribed medications at once, one of my physicians and I came to the realization that they indeed were what was causing the majority of my ailments; especially the avascular necrosis. (Now for the majority who do not know what avasulcar necrosis (AVN) or osteonecrosis is I direct you here for a quick explanation.What is AVN?)
After trying to taper off so many of these drugs for well over a year without success, I had had enough. Against doctors orders to stay on my medications or die, one day I utilized my courage within and just stopped taking them all at once. It was a massive down spiral for the next several weeks but I survived. Unfortunately, several of my major joints and bones did not. I lost a lot of faith in my team of doctors and thus took a long break from the madness of my new full time career as a patient dying off from within. Things seemed to start looking up and I was feeling better than I had in months. Then we realized that even though I had stopped the taking the medications months ago, my bones were starting to die off one by one. And so it began again. The almost daily visits to the doctors, the endless MRIs, CT Scans and Xrays. The hospital stays and surgeries to try to "save what was left" of my joints. But as time went on and days went by I was in more and more constant pain. I still had a sour taste in my mouth from the fact that pharmaceuticals put me in the predicament in the first place so I refused to start taking them again to reduce pain. Six months later I was in the hospital for another routine MRI. Only this time, the pain and bone death had taken its toll on my body and as I tried to get up to leave, I found myself unable to walk at all. In only six months time my knees went from working to candidate for "full knee replacement". That was the most devastating thing I had been through the entire three years of fighting this sickness. I could no longer walk.
It's amazing what you take advantage of. The ability to just walk to the bathroom or breathe a breath of air. Having been put in a situation in which I lost the ability to do both on my own, I can now say that I have a whole new take on life. This did not come easy. Knowing that your body is literally dying from the inside out and having so many top doctors look at you with pity in their eye and tell you "I don't know what to do with you" does not boost your confidence. I felt like death was knocking on my back door. I found myself just waiting. Unable to walk, lying in bed in endless amounts of pain. After years of battling problem after problem relentlessly, I was ready to give up. And I sat on my imaginary fence staring down at both sides wondering if I really have it in me to keep fighting this sickness. Can I really do this for yet another year. What has my quality of life been reduced to? I can not even get up to play with my children or go to work and I can not even see my beloved husband as he is stuck across the world to pay for all our medical expenses and to make up for the fact that due to this illness I might not ever work again. Will I even make it to 30? I started to plan my funeral. Update my will. And as I started to get all my affairs in order I thought, but what will become of my two children? Will they be ripped apart? Will they forgive me for giving up and taking the easy way out?
My doctor has been on my tail for a while for me to at very least taking my dosage of vitamin C & D (which is comparable to that of a post menopausal senior). I had taken the pills down from the medicine cabinet and put them on the counter, but every day I walked right past them with disgust. Even though they were natural vitamins, they were still pills and I just could not bring myself to take another pill. And then one day in the middle of my defeat, as I was using the bathroom counter to support me, since my legs would no longer hold me up, I looked at them and something possessed me to take not the dosage I was told to take but more. So I took close to 5000 mg of vitamins C with D and coupled it with 500 mg of magnesium (magnesium is known to help with absorption of vitamins into the bones). I had spent the last week in bed with a few good days that I made it to the couch to make an appearance with my children. Then like a miracle, after taking only these dosages of vitamins, I woke up and walked right out of bed. It was amazing! But I didn't realize that it was the vitamins that had helped so much until a few days later when I forgot to take them. The following day when I woke up I was in a lot of pain. Then it dawned on me that the only difference in the last few days was that I had not taken my vitamins. That was the first time something had gone from bad to better medically for me in a very very long time. So I decided I will take my vitamins religiously from here on out. I will also continue to research the different vitamins and their effects on joints, joint pain and necrosis. I have a ton of work to do.
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