Living the Miracle

Years ago I used to say, "Miracles are something that can't possibly happen--until they do." When I started to get really sick in '97, I stopped believing in that. August entities such as the Mayo and plenty of "top-in-their-field" doctors had given up on me. I had undergone countless painful and invasive tests in various parts of the world and the US, and had numerous surgeries to correct the problem. The pain only got worse, finally becoming so bad that I literally had no life outside of my home. I'd gone from being an athlete and an international consultant to a full-time couch potato. Even the enormous amount of narcotics the doctors put me on were barely making a dent, and no one seemed to care. Then I found Tom Tam in February of this year. After less than a month of acupuncture and Guinea Pig classes, I was narcotic-free, pain free, and hopeful. A month after that, I started to be able to deal with the psychological and physiological damage left by years of unresolved chronic pain. The Guinea Pig classes continue to be a bright spot in my life, as time after time I watch other sufferers get help. I've seen so many people recover from things ranging from stage 4 cancer to high blood pressure that they no longer look like "miracles," just people who got help in time.