This is a guest post by Dawnmarie, read on to hear her story of transformation with raw foods.
The year 2006 was the worst year of my life. My best friend of 15 years and I had a falling out. My Grandmother died. I lost my job. I opened my own practice only to close 9 months later in near bankruptcy because of low reimbursement from insurance companies. My husband left. I found a new partner. He left. My dog was diagnosed with ehrlichia.
My life was starting to sound like a country music song. But perhaps the most devastating news came from my ob/gyn.
“You aren’t fertile. Your FSH is too high. You need an egg donor.”
Having wanted children all my life, now 37 and without a partner, my chances were quite grim.
Not only would I need a sperm donor, but also an egg donor. There must be a way to restore my fertility.
In addition, at the time, I was taking a pharmacy load of medications:
- Wellbutrin for ADHD and depression.
- Lamictal for refractory depression (standard antidepressants no longer worked).
- Strattera for ADHD.
- Klonopin for anxiety.
- Citrucel for my irritable bowel with constipation.
- Bottles and bottles of Advil for various aches and pains, headaches and menstrual cramps.
- Glucosamine for joint pain.
- Coffee to wake me up in the morning.
- Sleeping aids to get me to sleep at night.
I was 155 pounds, heavy for my 5″7 frame. My cholesterol was elevated. And, I had acne. All of the time. I didn’t recognize who I had become. And I didn’t like her.
Discovering Raw Food
My friend Leslie, at the same time my husband left, decided to “go raw” for a few weeks to do a “cleanse.” I thought this was ridiculous and unnecessary.
Meat and dairy are essential to a balanced diet. Its good for you. Or so I thought and so I had learned.
While my world continued to spiral down, I noticed Leslie’s was improving. She became my emotional rock and she was no longer so fragile.
She continued to tell me about “raw” and I continued to dismiss her. But for Christmas, to support her, I bought her Gabriel Cousens’ book Rainbow Green Live-Food Cuisine. And I did myself the favor and read the introduction.
There was one thing that he said that I wanted to hear, you can “change hormone production with a living food diet.”
A month later, when I arrived in California for a job so that I could prevent bankruptcy, I “went raw.”
After three months, I was no longer anxious. I didn’t need Klonopin.
After six months, I didn’t feel depressed. I stopped the Lamictal. Several months later, I didn’t need the Wellbutrin, either. Strattera was causing my blood sugars to rise. I stopped it, and they normalized. The Citrucel sat on my shelf.
Eating fibrous foods was not constipating. I wasn’t buying Advil, either, as I no longer ached. I didn’t get headaches anymore. I replaced coffee with green smoothies. I slept well every night.
Testing The Raw Boundaries
One day, early in my raw journey, I was overtired and decided to get a latte prior to work. Within hours, I was doubled over in pain.
All along, I had been lactose intolerant, and didn’t realize it. So that’s why I wasn’t farting anymore.
I lost weight. All of it. And I was back down to my prior college weight of 125 pounds. I looked and felt fantastic.
Although, I was diagnosed with Hashimotos (likely induced prior to going raw, by the large quantities of dairy I used to consume, as dairy promotes autoimmune disorders), my thyroid hormones stabilized quickly, and I haven’t yet needed a prescription for thyroid replacement.
Once I stopped gluten, I no longer had acne.
The Ever After Part…
It’s four years later, and I’m still mostly “raw” and definitely only consume a whole food plant based diet. I feel better now at 41 than I did at 31.
Another fertility specialist just informed me that my AMH is zero and that I have only one follicle producing in my left ovary per month.
He says I need an egg donor and he says I have a non-significant very small external fibroid on my uterus.
My mother lost her uterus to fibroids at 37. I believe had I not turned my diet around, I, too would be getting a hysterectomy.
While all of my other health problems have cleared, the fertility issue is still a challenge. I’m not giving up.
I’ve been to Clear Passages for 30 hours of physical therapy to prepare my ovaries and uterus for pregnancy. (A pleasant side-effect of this treatment, now that my uterus isn’t nailed to my abdominal wall from adhesions, is that I can now orgasm on intercourse).
I’m taking DHEA, which has been shown to improve egg quality and follicular production. And next week, I fly to Seattle to attend Randine Lewiss course for women with reproductive challenges like my own.
Whether or not I become pregnant on my own or by a donor egg, my raw food journey has lead me to a better place, to better health. This physician, healed herself, with a whole food, plant based diet.
Thank you Dawnmarie!
I just want to take a moment to thank Dawnmarie for sharing her story with all of us. It’s amazing what a whole food diet can do, and I am so blessed to be able to share this message with the world!