This is just a quick entry to let you know where I have been and why I haven’t been posting.
I have been very ill for about 5 weeks now. It turns out the problem was gangrene. If I knew how serious it was when it started I would have given it more attention but it seemed like a regular infection at first so I didn’t give it much thought.
After about 2 weeks I began to get very sick, but I still didn’t make the connection. However, a couple of weeks ago I got so ill I almost died. I started taking mms1 and that helped me out a bit, as mms will kill almost anything including gangrene if given a chance.
Unfortunately, even though the mms was helping, I was too sick to deal with its side effects very well.
I then learned how to properly apply bentonite clay, which also cures gangrene, to my foot. My foot was hardly swollen at all before this, but it swelled up like a balloon as the bentonite worked to pull out the poison from my foot. But the whole process was making me sicker even though it was killing the cause.
So, in desperation a week ago Tuesday I made sure I had someone in the house to watch me, and took an mms2 capsule with about half the recommended dose as a precaution.
Well, if mms1 is like a stick of dynamite mms2 is like an atomic bomb in comparison, it’s that much stronger. I was told by an mms practitioner to make sure and drink lots of water after taking it.
Within about 20 minutes of taking it I could feel it moving through my body and killing massive amounts of the pathogens. Unfortunately, I was already so weak and dehydrated that no matter how much water I drank I couldn’t stop the thirst.
I got weaker and weaker, and finally by 6 pm I went to the bathroom and when I came out I collapsed on the floor by the door and couldn’t get back up.
Fortunately, my friend was here and he barely managed to drag me to his car and rush me to an emergency room where they re-hydrated me and saved my life. They then took me for 3 xrays and had a doctor look at it.
I was then told that I needed immediate surgery or I was going to die. This was a private hospital here in Costa Rica, so I was not able to afford the surgery there, so I was transferred to the nearest public hospital. It took 4 hours of waiting until 4 am to see a doctor there, and he looked at my foot and looked at the xrays and also said I needed immediate surgery.
As they had no bed for me, they laid me down on an examination table, put an IV in my arm, and left me there until about 10 am when I got a shower and change of clothes. Right after that I was taken to my first surgery.
They first amputated my foot so they could observe to see if the infection had spread into my leg. The doctor saw that it had not, so they scheduled a second surgery and amputated my leg below the knee so that I could walk again someday with a prosthesis.
I was in the hospital for a week, and it was a very harrowing experience. Unfortunately I essentially live alone and can’t afford the kind of help I need for now so I am looking for some kind of place to go where they make my food and have help when I need it day and night. So far I haven’t found one of those yet either.
This was probably caused by a temporary flare up of my diabetes, but there is also the remote possibility this was caused by sungazing without walking barefoot, as I was up to about 35-40 minutes. I could actually feel the sun fighting the infection but it was not enough to save me from this. I have stopped sungazing indefinitely while I sort things out.