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Discovering Hidden Food Allergies Can Make A Dramatic Difference In A Person's Life
I spoke with Lisa Lee last week and she said you may want an interview with me because I have had over 26 years of terrible suffering
from undiagnosed food toxicity , until your lab tested my blood. No one had ever told me that a food allergy could cause suicidal thoughts and panic attacks that would have me running from room to room
to find a safe place to hide . I would collapse at work or other public places. My blood sugar would drop down to the 30's leaving me weak and exhausted.
My heart raced and did flip flops often slipping beats and hurting. I was seeing a cardiologist for it! I would have feelings of rage that took everything in me to control. I would
hyperventilate once or twice a week. I could sleep for days waking just long enough to poison my system with the toxic foods. I was unable to remember my children's names at times. I'd cry if someone
honked their horn at me while driving. I could not cope with even the slightest problems. I
continually tried to carry on a normal life but most of the time I felt terrible. Friends and even my family did not always how hard I struggled to just get through.
I could see the weary look on others faces. People don't like to be around sick and depressed
people. One time in the mountains, I was driving with my husband and kids in the car. There was a sheer cliff on the left side of the road and suddenly I started to have one of my blackout spells. I
slammed on the brake . There was a narrow shoulder on the right side of the road and I was able to pull over and stop.
My husband was sleeping and wasn't aware of what had happened. I realized that I could have gone over the edge with my entire family. I was so scared that I cried! For a while I did
not dare drive for fear that I would injure or kill someone. I had severe abdominal pain
and some days. I would vomit or dry heave until my sides ached. Some days I would be so moody that I would have outbursts of anger toward other people. Then, I would later wonder what made me act
like that! I would feel so ashamed for acting that way! Deep inside I knew that I was not
crazy. I knew that there was a physical problem causing all these varied symptoms, but what was it? I was so desperate I felt I could not endure much more. I did not want to die but I could get no answers
for my failing condition. So tired I finally reasoned that I would be better off and so would my family if I could just end this nightmare.
This kind of talk would get me scolded and I'd cry and apologize. I heard many preachers through the years say that depression was a sin of selfishness, and so I would apologize to God for
being such a terrible person. I was a Christian, and felt so guilty for not being able to
overcome this thing! On numerous occasions I was bawled out by well-meaners for not trying harder to get myself out of this slump. "Your children and husband need you they would say!" "Or you really
shouldn't let your house go like this if you are going to sell it!" We were being forced into bankruptcy. With doctor bills and not being able to hold a job I felt pretty worthless.
My kids needed me and I was not there for them. That was the hardest part of it all, because I loved being their mom and always dreamed of being the best mom and wife in the world. That
dream had become a nightmare. Friends stopped coming around. One even went so far as to tell me that she and her husband would joke about how depressed I was.
I cried for days after she gleefully told me about it, but I never let her know how she'd
hurt me. I guess because people had the attitude that I could stop being depressed if I would just talk turkey to myself. It was ok for them to take pot shots at this pitiful miserable person I had become.
After all, it was my own fault because as everyone knows depression is simply a pity party! It was after those heart ripping remarks that I felt the most hopeless and suicidal! "God
where are you?" I would cry. "Why don't you love me? Why won't you help me? My kids are hurting from all of this, and they didn't do anything wrong."
I became bitter and would shake my fist into the air challenging God to kill me! I would try to read my Bible but my vision was so blurred I could not read the words. I prayed but I felt
like my prayers hit the ceiling and fell to the floor. Then for some unknown reason I would
go for a few days and feel better, about the time that I thought I was going to lick this thing I would sink back into it! I would have terrible mornings but often feel somewhat better in the evenings, and
would try to rally and live somewhat of a normal life. Needless to say the offending food
(eggs) were usually eaten early in the day! No one understood the agony and pain I was experiencing. I finally attempted suicide because I believed that no one not even God could help me. I could not stand
it any longer. Obviously I did not succeed. God had other plans for me! I could go on for
another 3 or 4 pages of the symptoms and terrible life I led while unknowingly eating toxic foods. When I finally got tested, all , I mean all of these symptoms left.
Within days felt -better than I could ever remember. All those years have taken a toll and it took
a long time to get most of my strength back. I have prayed a lot about this terrible path I walked. I asked God that what my family and I experienced would not be in vain. I decided to tell everyone I know
about this incredible change, and they can see it in me, but they don't think it could possibly be a problem in their lives or their children's lives.
Many of them take anti-depressants and they say, "Well I just have a chemical imbalance in my brain. Or my child takes Ritalin because they are over active." They don't believe me when I
tell them that those problems may be from toxic foods they are eating. I want so much to help people, but they are ignorant just like I was for a long time.
I see them suffer for years when a simple blood test could improve their health. I feel like a one
woman crusader who has a huge audience, but they all have their index fingers stuck in their ears!
"That's nice but it just doesn't apply to us! " I have considered writing a book about my experience and how I finally found the answers I needed to get better, but I need someone, maybe
your company to help explain how foods can cripple a persons health so severely that they have no life!
I am hoping that Dr. Collar from the Born clinic in Grand Rapids MI still has records of all the tests and problems I had because of my allergy to certain foods. If they do I am sure that
they would be happy to talk to you and share how sick I was. They were one of almost 20 doctors.
My symptoms lasted 26 years and no one was able to figure me out until the Born clinic gave me the blood print test. Even then I was in denial for a few years because I did not believe
that foods could cause such violent reactions in a person. Finally I read a brochure in their clinic that described me to a T.
I started a log of everything I ate and sure enough the eggs your test said were bad for me were the main culprit! I ask myself why I was such a dummy to not believe the tests and I think it
was because even after the test I was not told how severe symptoms could become. The brochure told of all the terrible symptoms I was having and finally my eyes were open !!
The Lord answered my prayers through you and I am so thankful. I want to see others who are
prisoners find the keys to unlock their cells. Well I have rambled on, so I will close for now.
But please feel free to contact me at any time because I have a mission to get this information to every one out there who will listen. Thank you and God bless you as you help others find
answers to their health problems. Marci Shannon |
