The Unexplained Dermopathy aka Morgellons Diet:
The only semi-cure I know
T.S. Johnson
Copyright 2010 T.S. Johnson
All rights reserved.
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To all the readers who chose this tiny guide. I want you to know, this experience is only temporary. You will prevail.
CONTENTS
Criers | i |
| The Me Im Meant to Be | |
| Saturns Tough Love | |
| Eureka | |
| The Symptoms | |
| What Unexplained Dermopathy Isnt; What it May Be | |
| Support | |
| Cleansing | |
| Unexplained Dermopathy Diet | |
| Potential Protocol | |
| Stay Healthy | |
Criers
We scream atop dark earth, wishing for a sign
that will usher in redemption
and free us from the fate that polluted air,
vending packs of black cake
and licorice sticks condemned us to.
Surgeons call your body a mystery,
make you crazy with scripts,
deify themselves
and declare Hermes the master of trickery and deceit;
fallen from grace,
push pill on poppers and nickel and dime you.
Brave America, home of the ill;
Reputed politicians fly coast to coast
to scribe their politicks on letterhead
and toss them to the winds.
Little birds perched at the White House,
waiting
for truth
hoping to feed on hope
the color of change
fly away,
tweeting about liars raping them spread-eagle.
Grey cats curl at Medicares door lobbying for a nip.
Tuck their money in large bags,
heavy with Versace and toy dogs;
prophets choosing to die in filthy tri-slums,
run-down shacks
and missionaries turned crack houses.
Land isnt freedom.
the me im meant to be
When I turned 30. Saturn began to teach a hard lesson. With its activation in my sixth house, I understood the meaning of misery. In astrology, a sixth house Saturn promised one would almost certainly endure a lengthy, life changing illness. I discovered Saturn was a man of his word.
You may wonder what astrology has to do with this book. It has meaning for my life and so I am sharing with you what I have learned about my illnesswhat the Centers for Disease Control (CDC) titled Unexplained Dermopathy disease, but sufferers refer to as Morgellons-- in an effort to empower and help to heal others who may experience or be experiencing this same affliction or similar symptoms.
This is me telling my spiritual belief. A belief that we are here to learn lessons that propel us forward to our true destinies. This illness triggered a process in me, whereby it set the stage for my lifes purposehealing.
This isnt a lengthy work by any standard. The purpose of this guide is to do just that; guide and provide information for all who are seekers of a way to improve their well-being while battling Unexplained Dermopathy or similar diseases. It is my hope to give you peace of mind and set you on the road to better health.
saturns tough love
Before the birth of my son and during my thirtieth year, something abysmal happened to me. I was marked by miniature pox like mounds on my pregnant belly that brought on incessant itching. My Obstetrician diagnosed me with Pruritic Urticarial Papules and Plaques of Pregnancy . He told me it was common for some women and would subside after the delivery. I experienced relief briefly following pregnancy, but was again marked by these same lesions; but this timeall over my arms and on parts of my body.
This time, the same physician, from a glance, informed me the lesions were caused by Scabiesa mite that burrowed under the skin of its hosts causing an intense allergic reaction due to the waste it left behind. He prescribed m e Permethrin topical ointment, advised me to launder all clothing in hot water, and use as directed on the entire family due to the highly contagious nature of the mite. I was devastated. It took what seemed several weeks to be rid of these skin parasites. The effects lingered still, even after they had all been eradicated. My family and I continued to itch.
The itching eventually gave way to feelings of crawling bugs under my skin which I initially dismissed. I digress to dive further into this tale of misery except to say, it affected my family for years. Myself, and three of my children. More pronounced in me due to stress of my life and giving birth to a son, ten months following the birth of a daughter delivered via c-section. This ordeal sent me on a roller coaster ride of emotional ups and downs.
I suffered ridicule from physicians, disbelief, stares, and dismissal. I eventually gave up on the physicians providing any help.
Eureka
Because of my new-found distaste for the way physicians treated me, I began to seek a cure on my own. There was no better place than the internet to self-medicate. I wanted this all to go away, to take away the discomfort and constant new symptoms that occurred. Before long the internet proved his worth. I began to find others like me.
What I discovered filled me with an overwhelming sense of doom. Chemtrails, thread-disease, people committing suicide, genetic manipulation, eradication of the human race, and many conspiracy theories. I must admit, I spent a great deal of time scouring the web in search of a cure and tried many of the tactics to get quick results. None worked. Then there were others who touted high priced potions, and whom it seemed only wanted to profit from others misery. At times, I felt itchy and hopeless. I never thought I would recover, but I just couldnt give up. I wanted to fix this.
The burden on my husband and children were tremendous. I was mothering two infants, a adolescent and a teenager. I couldnt focus or concentrate due to the haze I constantly suffered from the illness. My three youngest children had symptoms that ranged from constant fungal infections, bacterial infections and hair loss. I wondered what we had done to deserve God turning against us.
Salvation came for me, when I accidentally came across similar symptoms for other diseases while browsing the web and saw how diet and building a healthy immune system had played a part in the recovery of some individuals. I began to learn all I could about this disease as it seemed to encompass traits of many others.
I spent years dieting to cure myself and it worked about 98%. I still continue to struggle with occasional hard nodule, mysterious bruises, cuts, and itchy legions. But there is some bliss in knowing that this illness is a reminder, much like a string tied to a finger helps its owner to stay on task.
Further insight came to me some years later while at the emergency room of a hospital. We had all come down with a bout of stomach flu, which passed within a day or so; but my eldest daughter, Ivy had it the worst and the longest. I took her to the emergency room to see a physician because it was a Sunday. The physician suspected a virus but showed concerned about her due to past medical history.
Blood tests revealed that my daughters had low platelet counts. This worried the physician because Ivy already had a history of low IgA, which is a common immune deficiency disorder . Persons with this disorder may have low to non-existent levels of a blood protein called immunoglobulin A. In addition, my daughter had markers for Rheumatoid arthritis.
The platelets may cause her to bleed and bruise.
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