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Copyright 2015 Brooke Goldner, M.D. Austin, TX
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
Author's Note
In this book, I hope to be able to give you information on my battle with Lupus and how anyone afflicted by the disease can go on! Life doesnt have to stop because of Lupus.
I want you to know my story because this was never supposed to happen. Everything I was told as a sick child, and my 16 years of experience in the medical field said this wasnt supposed to happen, but it did.
Modern research has shown that most diseases that are killing Americans each and every day are treatable and sometimes even reversible through proper diet. Modern medical schools have not caught up with this idea and havent yet begun to endorse it.
As a doctor, I have patients reaching out to me on a daily basis asking how to regain their health and get off the medications they have been taking.
You, too, can be healthier and live better than you ever realized was possible!
It is my hope that I will be able to help you do this.
My Early Life and Childhood
When I was a child, I was very privileged as we had our own personal chef. He was famous and enjoyed by many children and adults alike. Youve probably heard of him, his name is Chef Boyardee.
Mom loved me so much that she made sure I had a warm thermos full of my favorite canned pasta dishes for lunch at school every day.
My grandmother would watch me after school and she was always willing to serve up some boxed macaroni and cheese. I thought homemade macncheese was disgusting; I needed the stuff that came in the blue box with the powdered cheese! I suppose some of us children are funny that way.
While I had also always enjoyed munching on a raw tomatoes, cucumbers, apples, and bananas; processed, canned, and boxed foods were a large part of my daily diet during my childhood.
In my teen years, I hit the jackpot in ways that only a teenager can truly appreciate. My dad had decided to buy a pizza franchise. He sold his pizza to the school lunch program as a fresher and healthier alternative to the frozen pizza squares they had been selling us. This was a huge bonus for me as it meant pizza all day long!
I wasnt much of a water drinker as a kid. Back then, I believed that water was something that you drank if you didnt have the money for soda or other drinks. They hadnt yet come out with bottled water and I remember poking fun at the ridiculous idea of paying for water when bottled water started being sold in stores.
At home, I drank the diet soda my mother had stocked the fridge with. I drank real soda the sugary stuff, when we went to a restaurant.
Despite my processed eating habits, I was fortunate to be naturally skinny no matter what I ate. While I was always a very thin child, I was completely unathletic. I preferred reading, writing poetry and songs, and anything cerebral to anything physical. Since I was thin and looked fairly healthy, I was encouraged to eat whatever I wanted. No one had any reason to believe otherwise.
I know I wasnt the only student who would do anything they could to get out of taking gym class. Sports seemed pointless to me and also fairly dangerous whenever a ball was being thrown in my direction. I swear there is a magnetic current that runs from airborne balls straight to my head! Even by the time I graduated from high school, I couldnt complete the mile run that we had to attempt once a year in gym class without walking and gasping for air. Despite my poor results on the yearly Presidential Fitness Challenges, I could get around to my classes just fine and lift up my backpack without too much effort, so I guess I appeared fit enough.
Looking back now, I can easily see how obvious it was that my body was being set-up for illness. Between the poor foods and lack of physical activity, it was unhealthy and potentially dangerous. However, back then if you were thin and energetic, which I was, you were considered healthy.
My family truly did think they were showing me love by giving me the foods I enjoyed. I know that they only wanted what was good for me and never had any malicious intent toward me. Despite this line of thought, a lot of harm can come from well-intentioned people. Think of it as that clich of the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Along this line of thinking, I have talked to some parents who thought it was mean to give their children plain water instead of juice or soda because it doesnt taste good. How many of you still consider fast food and ice cream a treat rather than a toxin?
Ignorance is not bliss and the lack of knowledge can be dangerous. I encourage you to read on with an open mind. The long-term benefits will be far greater than the short-term displeasure of having to make some changes.
My Illness
It was a complete shock to my family and myself when I was diagnosed with Lupus when I was just 16 years old. It can be truly earth shattering when you are diagnosed with a disease. My world was broken when I went from a world where I could do anything to a world where I couldnt.
Before my diagnosis, I was a great student, active in yearbook, and even played on the volleyball team. Okay, so that isnt entirely true, as I sat on the bench for the volleyball team. I did have a uniform, though! I had an active social life and enjoyed staying up late at sleepovers and spending my summers with friends at the shore.
The symptoms started gradually, with arthritis being the first symptom. When the arthritis started, I convinced myself I must have been overdoing it at volleyball and general physical activity. Considering my rather sedentary life that seems a bit silly to me now, but my mind tried to find simple explanations for physical discomforts. Still, the arthritis progressed. There would be days when I would be trying to write in class and it was so hard to hold the pen because the joints in my fingers were so painful and stiff. Other days I would be limping up the steps on achy knees trying to get to my class on time. My knees would be so weak and painful that I would have to take breaks in the middle of the stairwell, or hold on to something to make it up the two flights of stairs.
I told my parents about the pains and they said, Thats strange, lets make an appointment to the doctor. Despite the call, I would have to wait to have my appointment and all sorts of other things began to happen in the meantime.
