My toxic overload!

[Debra Jones]

Just a point in the way of mediation...

I had it pointed out, if memory serves, by a book on tape by Scott Peck, that doctors do not heal. The body heals itself, all doctors do is create a situation where healing can happen.

I think the initial offense was to the word "believe" which I feel is a very important condition to the practice of healing arts. My story is about a friend. Her husband retired at the age of 65 like everyone else, but he was not enjoying the time of his life, he got rapidly less healthy. When he finally got checked he was diagnosed with cancer of the pancreas.

I hear doctors say you die of that. He had a lot of options, but since doctors say you die, he was not going to go in for all the added suffering chemo was causing so he opted for an experimental study.

They gave him shots and iv's and the usual, but there was one aspect vastly different: The doctor encouraged and taught positive body imaging. My friend would leave him in his room for hours on end as he visualized a golden mesh filtering the disease from his cells. She tended to all his needs and reminded him to eat, but all they did was help him heal. He had a surgical bypass which was some sort of stop-gap expediency so he could continue to function, but nothing was removed. It was impossible.

This man's daughter and son in law were diagnosed with cancer within a month of each other. The daughter died a month after her husband. They fought death, did what the doctors said, vomited through the chemo and were ready, when the time came, to pass on their things to the only daughter. They prepared to die.

The father is 83 today. He is alive. He is well. His body did all the work. Ok, so miracles happen, but then so do people drop dead on the tables from LIPOSUCTION.

Knowing this story has convinced me there is a more than passing requirement of BELIEF in the healing process. It is not meant to offend or condescend, it is important to have a treatment you can believe in.

The children of my friend believed their doctor. My friend and her husband, believed he could live. I hope nothing here offends. I hope my lungs hold out in spite of loving to do pastels!