Posted 12/30/2012 12:45 AM (GMT -6)
This time its for my brother-in-law. I am personally driving him from Pennsylvania to the Hansa Center in Wichita, Kansas for 2 weeks of treatment. I know.... this will require an explanation.
My brother in law is 55 years old. Over the years he has been plagued by many physical problems. In more recent years he has been increasingly experiencing more neurological and behavoral problems. He is starting to lose his vision.
He has had extensive testing at a major hospital which is also a medical school. His body was found to be carrying off-the-scale levels of lead and mercury, as well as other heavy metals. This is not surprising as he had owned and worked in an auto body shop for about 25 years. In the early years, he probably sanded hundreds of cars with lead paint. During all those years, he handled petroleum-based products on a daily basis. The icing on the cake is that he had 11 mercury-based amalgams in his mouth.
Chelation therapy was performed for several months under MD supervision, but was discontinued because my brother-in-law became even more ill. Then, per my advice, he had his amalgams removed a quadrant at a time, over a period of several months. Chelation should not have been done while the amalgams were still in his mouth. My sister and brother-in-law have had enough bad experiences with the conventional medical system that they are fed up. I told my sister about the ionic foot detox technology. They purchased a unit, and my sister said that large quantities of soft graphite clung to the array. She rubbed the material between her fingers, and it was like a soft lead pencil. It was unmistakeable as to what it was.
Then about a month ago, I suggested to my sister that she take her husband to the Hansa Center in Wichita, Kansas. She was of course familiar with the near-miraculous results that they had given Heather.
She also spoke to Dr. Jernigan on the phone for about 30 min. She was extremely impressed with him. It took about 2 weeks for her to persuade her sick husband to agree to go. His mental state can perhaps be described as irrational and paranoid. I had several telephone sessions with him to answer his objections. He won't fly, take a train, or bus. He is afraid to go far from home. We might get lost. He is fearful of cities and tunnels. He might get homesick. We might get caught in a snowstorm. What kind of building is the clinic in? He is embarrassed about the way that he is, but he can't help it. Etc, etc, etc.
My sister briefed me ahead of time as to how to approach talking to him. I made up my mind that I would be willing to do anything in my power to get him there. I would personally take off from work for 16 days to drive them to and from the clinic, and would stay with them for the entire 2 weeks of treatment. I will endure all of his crazy fears with love and cheerfulness. This is the only way that it will work.
I told him that i care for him, and that I understand his situation. I told him that he doesn't need to be embarrassed around me, and that I will not judge him. My sister called me up 2 days later, and told me that he has agreed to go.
That was a week ago. My poor brother in law's fears are growing stronger and creating even more stress in a greatly stressful marriage. Today there is only 1 week to go until we begin our 2 day 1200+ mile trip to Wichita, Kansas. This is the end of the line for my brother-in-law. He will either die or be institutionalized, and their marriage will either begin to heal or result in separation. Both of them are fine practicing conservative Christians, and do not believe in divorce. However, my sister is at the breaking point, and self-admittedly is almost at the brink of a mental breakdown herself. She says that she cannot continue to endure this any longer.
I received a phone call from my sister this evening. Surprisingly she had a very upbeat demeanor. She requested that both my wife and myself be on the line at the same time. Something incredible happened today that greatly uplifted her spirit, and confirmed her hope for the future. It was a God thing.
Today she telephone a person that was a friend of hers many years ago, but had moved to Kansas about 15 years ago. They had gradually lost all contact. My sister wanted for us all to get together while we are out there. My sister told her old friend about Carl's illness, and that we were going to the Hansa Center for his treatment. Her friend then said, " I went to the Hansa Center 3 years ago!" She explained that she had had a severe stroke, was in a wheelchair, and could only speak gibberish. All of her conventional doctors said that they could not help her and that she would probably soon die.
I don't know any of the details of how she heard about the Hansa Center. All that was told to me was that she left the clinic on her own 2 feet and could speak again. My sister said that she sounded completely normal on the phone.
My sister took this revelation as God's confirmation that He is in the midst of all this turmoil and suffering. I do as well. Just think about it. My sister is planning to take her sick husband to a clinic she has never heard of in Wichita, Kansas. Then after many years she calls an old friend from the past, and that person tells her that the doctors there healed her from an impossibly debilitating stroke. The woman and her husband are going to call Carl tomorrow, and tell them about their experience to allay his fears.
Why am I spilling my guts here? There are 2 reasons. The first is that it was a God-thing that I was even able to understand the nature of the illness, and to understand the strengths and weaknesses of the various treatment approaches. I prayed for insight, and that insight eventually led to the place where Heather was healed. I want everyone to know that there is always hope.
Secondly, I want everyone to know that I have not appointed myself to an ivory tower where I can dispense advice with a regal air of authority. I know that my posts come across as cold, clinical, and perhaps detached. But there is another side to me. I choose to live life in the trenches where there is often suffering and despair. Yes, we have had a mountaintop experience with Heather's victory, but we also suffered terribly. I understand. I have chosen to identify with my sick brother-in-law, and I have chosen to identify with the sick and despairing people here. This is where I am coming from.
There is no guarantee that Carl's problems will quickly go away. It is very possible that his neuron's have been irreversibly damaged. His problems started at a very young age. He told me that at the earliest that he can remember, that he was trained to be fearful. He remembers that his parents were constantly grabbing his hand to navigate him through life. Heavy metal exposure only made things far worse. I wouldn't be surprised if there were additional issues such as lyme that have complicated things even more.
I will keep you posted.