Liver Condition Gilbert Syndrome

After being hospitalized five times, the doctors sent me home and told me that Gilbert Syndrome was nothing to worry about. This struck me as kind if ironic since I was experiencing severe anxiety attacks and heart palpitations not to mention the accompanying depression, joint pain, muscular discomfort, extreme fatigue, poor memory, nausea (which led to anorexia-type symptoms of being unable to eat), terrible headaches, irritable bowel, low body temperature, and a general toxic feeling. Once I detailed all of this again for the physicians, they thought I had something more serious, perhaps Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I realized I was becoming a hypochondriac. I was developing into an agoraphobic home-dweller who had reached his retirement at the age of 30! I couldn’t go anywhere without a sensation that I was going to die and help was not at hand.

The doctors continued giving me prescription after prescription to help me with the multi-faceted discomforts and depression. Since my liver was already malfunctioning, the drugs only served to worsen my condition. My liver was only producing enzymes at thirty percent of the normal rate and my body was riddled with toxins which were wreaking havoc in my body. I learned that my joint pain was due to the toxic build up which was giving me arthritis-like sensations.

In search of relief, I began to change my diet and I noticed a smidgeon of change. I could not consume any fatty food without vomiting (perhaps a blessing in disguise). I tried one product after another from health shops, as I continued to see new physicians in pursuit of something to alleviate the drudgery of living.

Striving to exercise my body daily was a tough pill to swallow, as I would feel knackered from just fifteen minutes of walking. This lasted for seven months. I was not only a physical wreck but an emotional one. I would weep unexpectedly as though my body was doing it automatically.

In all of my despair, I stumbled upon good news! I discovered an organic shop in New Zealand where I was advised to take a shot of wheatgrass each day. I was bewildered by this, as I only associated this kind of thing with grazing animals. But I was desperate enough to try almost anything at this point. The first day I took it I felt absolutely horrible; I was bed ridden. Oddly enough, the next day I felt OK. After taking it for three days I perceived a difference when I went for my usual fifteen-minute walk (all I could previously muster) and noticed I wasn’t feeling tired. Two days later I felt like never before. I was rather energetic. I thought some sort of a miracle had happened, but it was actually the wheatgrass, which helped my body to get to the correct nutritional balance as my liver had thrown it out of whack. I couldn’t believe it! I felt like I had been reborn!

I had such zeal that I recommended wheatgrass to a friend who was born with a degenerative condition and only one kidney. Nearing dialysis, he took it habitually and what do you know – his blood pressure normalized, something that had not been achieved with his medication.

I now heartily believe in consuming wheatgrass and I desire to share its wonders with others. Upon learning that the Hippocrates Wellness utilizes wheatgrass as an integral component in their program, I contacted them with my story so that I could do my part in spreading the word to others who may be suffering as I was.

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