A Doctor’s Proven Home Cure For Arthritis

In September 2013 I was knocked sideways with a diagnosis of Rheumatoid Arthritis (actually it’s not true RA but one of the 5 different types – Psoriatic Arthritis, but even my Rheumatologist refers to it as RA as it is the one that most people understand). The reason mine is a bit different, is that the symptoms are the same but I have a few other issues as well including fibromyalga. She prescribed a plethora of drugs. Needless to say I was shocked and in disbelief and in my “I prefer natural” voice I asked what would happen if I didn’t take the drugs she was prescribing. The Rheumatologist removed her glasses slowly and asked me how old my son was. Confused by the question, I told her he was almost 2 years old, to which she replied “If you don’t take these drugs, you will not be able to walk your son in on his first day of school.” Well that shut me up and I took the offered script. I wasn’t going to stop there, this was serious, so I went for a second opinion, only to be told that the first opinion was in fact correct – bummer!

My left index finger

My right index finger

So I started off on the usual cortisone, methotrexate, anti-inflammatories, calcium and folic acid. Within months I was battling to walk and went back and went back and went back to my rheumy. Each time the medication increased along with the side effects, the worst being nausea and chronic fatigue. It’s not easy to be chronically exhausted when you have 3 small children, the smallest being a toddler! Even more difficult is getting 10-12 hours sleep as the doctor suggested!! Anyway I bumbled along for over a year, enduring the blood tests and the handful of meds that I had to take twice a day, waiting impatiently for my RA to go into remission. It hasn’t.

RA is an auto-immune disease that is degenerative and causes a lot of pain and suffering without much to see in the beginning. Although I am riddled with pain, the only thing that is visible is the index finger on my right hand. Even this one finger has impacted me in many ways, It is difficult to prepare food as I can’t cut food like gem squash, butternut or even cucumber, tomatoes etc. Sometimes hubby has had to cut my steak, open jars, bottles and even helps me tie up Bacon and Tomato’s hair for school and tie their shoes, because that is just excruciating. My very lowest moments are when I can’t even dress myself as lifting my leg is too painful. Fortunately I have the most amazing hubby who never complains when I ask for help, although I hate asking.

As you can see, from these pics, my finger is very swollen up to the second joint and sometimes feels like it is going to explode. I have tried to ice it, heat it,but nothing helps and I find that I now do everything without that finger and I have had to accept that my days of playing the guitar are over.

In December last year, my daughter who had had severe eczema for the last 5½ years, was healed by a doctor who had a different method to other doctors. You can see that post here if you missed it The Day I found Dr Richard Aron and Our Healing Journey Began This got me thinking. Maybe mainstream doctors only know one way and they keep trying the same things, hoping it will work but maybe there are other treatments for RA too, similar to what I had discovered with Dr Aron for my daughter.

I was invited to a dinner party in January this year and met a lady who also had RA 35 years ago and cured herself! Well, I was all ears. She told me to find a book called A Doctor’s Proven Home Cure for Arthritis by Dr Giraud W. Campbell and follow the diet in there, like she and many of her friends had done. She warned me that it was going to be a huge lifestyle change, which she herself only made when she could hardly walk due to the RA. She told me that I would be eating a lot of organ meat *gulp* and that basically I had to be in enough pain to try this approach. I got home and ordered the book immediately. It was a bit of a shock to the system, reading that book and I had to really build up some courage to take the first step. Once I had decided, it took me a while to source the food required but eventually I was able to start on 10 March 2015. This is my journey……

Raw liver

DAY 1
Eat NOTHING from morning to night.
8 glasses of mineral water should be consumed on this day

That was easy enough!
Hubby then prepped the liver for tomorrow.

DAY 2
Oh boy it’s here. The day where I should be thrilled to eat after a day of fasting but it fills me with dread as I am going to face eating liver for the very first time. The mere thought of it fills me with dread. This morning, I went shopping for this 7-day plan and it wasn’t as easy as you’d think. I found prune juice which I drank in the car and organic bananas at Woollies so I was on a roll – breakfast sorted.

But now it is almost 2pm and I need to face the music, bite the bullet and go and cook and eat the liver. Wish me luck…..

Liver and salad

Ok liver was gross. Not as gross as I’d thought but gross anyway. Honestly though I think that it was all in my head. I had worked myself up into such a state of disgust that I gagged trying to swallow it. I realised that I have never thought before swallowing a toasted cheese, so why was I battling to swallow when I knew this was going to be so good for me? The mind is a strong thing! Next time will be better but I’m trying desperately not to think about tomorrow’s kidney.

The remaining “blood”

DAY 3

Kidney

Now what I should mention at this point, is that all meat needs to be eaten as raw as possible. I like my meat well-done and I don’t like to see or taste blood, so this was going to be a huge challenge. As you can see from my first attempt at liver, it wasn’t raw enough.

All I remember about kidney when I was growing up, was the fact that I could smell it a mile away and it smelled revolting, so again I was in for a bit of a challenge. Hubby (thank goodness) took all the membranes off the offal and prepared it for me with a huge salad. I honestly couldn’t eat it. I eventually resorted to holding my nose (like we used to do on Veldschool back when I was 13) so that I could get it into me. Each time I swallowed I retched and it took everything in me not to vomit it back up aagghhhhh it was so grose! But I was damned if this was going to get the better of me. So no matter how bad it tasted, my mind was stronger than that horrible food, so I continued.

DAY 4

Raw inside

Looked good

Yay today I get to eat fish. But as raw as possible. Now again, I love sushi if it is surrounded by rice and smothered in wasabi and served with loads of pickled ginger but sashimi on its own has  never appealed to me. Sorry for me. I better enjoy it while I can because later I”ll again be enjoying trying to eat more liver.

DAY 5 

Liver frickedels

Raw inside

Woohoo liver again *sigh* not nice but the diet says brain, which I just cannot do, so liver it is. This time hubby decided to mince up the liver and mix it with onions and green peppers and lightly fry the outside so that it would look like a patty. Surprisingly this was easier to eat, although to be honest, I am now holding my nose for every meal. Oh how I wish I was one of the people who loved offal.
Even the word “offal” sounds like awful doesn’t it??

Gotta see blood

DAY 6
Thank goodness today is prawns. But have you ever had prawns without lemon butter sauce or at least a dip of sorts? Not so pleasant. But I ate a whole lot because as bland as they are, they don’t taste horrible. Sad that the happiest part of my day is having a tablespoon of black strap molasses which is hectically sweet and tastes a bit like liquorice but it has to be taken with brewers yeast so that’s a turn-off!!

DAY 7

Lightly sauteed sea bass (raw inside)

More kidney was on the cards, but seeing as you cannot freeze the offal (as per the book) I had to exchange it for raw fish as the organs were getting too old to eat raw. Hubby made me some fish and just the warm fish made me feel better, even though it was raw and cold inside, but I realised I just wanted something warm and that my mouth could identify!

The book says continue until the heat and swelling have reduced. Hmmmm not much happening with the heat, swelling and pain, so I better do another week.

So I did another week and 2 days. When I got to the point where I couldn’t swallow the kidney, even with my nose closed, I realised it was time to ease off. I contacted the lady who first told me about this way of eating and she said I needed to continue in a similar way for at least 3 months to see results, so that is what I am going to do. I will eat organic food and incorporate organs into my diet twice a week, but I need to start eating normally again. It is sooo tempting to eat the same food as the rest of the family, but I have come too far to turn back now. This needs to become a lifestyle and that is what I am going to aim for.

My fridge looks amazing packed full of fresh organic produce and I am learning where to buy organic produce, raw milk and where the nearest butchery is that sells grass-fed meat and organs. Unfortunately none of these are close to us, so it has taken a bit of driving to get everything. One thing for sure is that this has been an enormous learning curve!! Interesting to note, that the medical profession do not believe that diet has anything to do with RA or any other disease, I think differently.

What I know for certain is that the cr*p that is being put into our food at every level, is harming all of us, but in different ways. For some it is visible (like my finger) but for some the disease is growing inside and may only surface in years to come as cancer, diabetes, an auto-immune disease or worse. I strongly believe that although everything has been passed by the FDA, all the colourants, pesticides GMO foods and additives that are being put into our bodies day in and day out will have to have an impact at some point. I think our bodies can only cope with very small amounts of these chemicals and not on a daily basis like is becoming the norm. Looking back it is amazing to see how far I’ve come.

This is not the end, it is just the beginning of my journey for a pain-free existence. If you would like to continue following me on my journey, become a follower of this blog or sign up to receive an email notification each time I post.

Post Script November 2015
In August I went to my Rheumatologist for my routine check up. My inflammation levels had come down from 26 to 3. I was stunned, she was stunned. The norm is 5. I told her that I had taken myself off my DWARDS and was only on the Methotrexate. All the pain was gone and my swollen finger had become almost normal. I had to laugh when she said “diet is not a proven remedy for this disease, however in your case it seems to be working.”

In September my mom contracted MRSA (a superbug) whilst in hospital and I was required to wear a HAZMAT suit each time I visited because it is highly contagious. My mom’s story can be read here. As Methotrexate is designed to kill my immune system, I stopped taking my 10 tablets as I was worried about contracting MRSA with my compromised immune system. To be honest, while my mother was dying, I would often just throw off the protective suit to hold my mom’s hand and touch her. After she passed away and the craziness of the weeks that followed, I forgot to resume the Methotrexate and realised that my pain hadn’t returned. I am now drug free (haven’t told my Rheumy yet) but I’m feeling great. Hard work = great reward.

Post Script March 2018

My family and I emigrated from South Africa in 2017. As part of the medical process of blood tests and x-rays I needed to declare my RA. I have been drug-free since September 2015. I am pretty much pain-free. I had to go back to my rheumy to get a letter of confirmation. She was stunned. Every joint she tweaked, every muscle she went over, nothing hurt, not even the osteoarthritis in my toe, which was also always sore. She couldn’t explain the changes and she just shook her head and told me that I am one of the lucky patients who have gone into remission. Woohooo!!! BUT it’s not all butterflies and roses. I only started drinking coffee again this year and I have a cup about twice a week. I hardly drink any alcohol and if I eat too much junk food and don’t stick to a healthy lifestyle of eating fresh organic foods and getting a fair amount of exercise, I start to feel a twinge, nothing close to what I have had in the past, but it’s a gentle reminder from my body saying “de-stress, get more sleep, move more and eat better or you know what will happen.”  My body is still suffering from all those toxic meds that I took for two years, I wish I had found out about this doctor before I poisoned myself.

I proudly walked my son into his classroom on his first day of school, pain-free 🙂