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Where were you in March 2020?
By the time lock-down hit I’d already been in isolation for years. No people? No problem. Work online? Already there. Stay indoors? I’m in. After decades in the spotlight, I was now living from my bed, in an unfamiliar country village with just my cats for company.
Quick backstory: my first stage success at age 19 led to me becoming an award-winning comic entertainer. Shows, standup, speaking, television, radio, travel, interviews and photoshoots were my norm. I saw myself as a leader.
Yes, I lived a rich life… but all too often, when not center-stage I was in ‘burnout’. My lengthy list of mysterious ailments included stomach issues, strange pains, dizziness, brain fog, and exhaustion.
In my 20s I went to doctors.
In my 30s I went to doctors.
By my 40s I gave up asking.
And by 50… my life was over.
My 40s brought longer periods of exhaustion with shortener intervals. At 49 I enjoyed seven months in bed, two weeks in hospital, and one action-packed hysterectomy. But instead of new health, the perpetual pain and bone-deep fatigue deepened. My star had been slowly snuffed, and I now saw myself as a loser.
By my 50th birthday I was doing odd jobs like writing speeches and making costumes. I found a few social media clients and learned while I earned (barely enough for rent and a bag of lentils).
In 2018, with my 51-year-old body ready for the infirmary, The Universe finally intervened. Through many serendipities, I found a home in a tiny country village. Today I say that Darling is magic, because within a year came my miracle: a doctor who solved the riddle.
- Diagnosis: Autoimmune disease: Rheumatoid Arthritis and Sjögren’s Syndrome
- Prognosis: Incurable.
- Prescription: chemotherapy medication… for the rest of my life.
I knew my husk of a body wouldn’t survive that medication, so I began obsessively seeking healing through diet… and found it! After decades of plants and sprouts, I found the only diet my body could take… meat. I know it may sound crazy (it certainly did to me!) but red, fatty meat healed my body so I could heal my life.
My Healing Odyssey In Cliff Notes
Year 1: Hard-core carnivore diet. Hard-core detox. Mainly bed bound. Fearful desperation plus tearful hope.
Year 2: Body healing! I could take walks!
Year 3: I became aware of mental health challenges: agitated anxiety and rampant ADHD. I started to sooth my inner orphanage with mindfulness. Mindfulness led to meditation… and this released my inner woo-woo! I clinked crystals and danced on the lawn. My cats watched, purring.
By 2022 my blood tests were completely clear! And now I stopped saying “I am 55 years old“, and started saying “I am now at level 55″! But I still had some work to do… so click here to learn how I revitalized my confidence and authenticity.
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