A Tribute To Those Who Have Lost Their Livelihood Or Lives Due To The Health Care System

It’s not fun being chronically sick. It’s even worse to not understand why it is happening. And it’s obnoxious to not be able to get any reasonable information or remedy to extinguish the pain and suffering.

It’s not your fault. Like many of us, you were not taught or shown how to take care of your most important asset – your health. You were not educated on what threats lurk in the food, the water, the personal care products, the environment, and the ether.

In fact, you were led to believe that chemicals on food was normal, that  fluoride in water is a health benefit, that synthetic ingredients in personal care products were benign, that pollution has a negligible effect on your health, and that EMFs and emotional traumas have no effect on the state of the body.

You were tricked. Hoodwinked. Bamboozled. By your exclusively trusted authorities. They took your trust, and made bank on it, while leaving you and your health in shambles.

You didn’t realize their track record was pathetic. You didn’t know there was a better way. You were caught in the insurance scam, that doesn’t allow true health care professionals to take care of your needs, without being more out of pocket.

Then you got in too deep. It took a further degradation of your health to realize the system wasn’t as shiny as it looked from the outside. You started to see the inadequacies and outright mishandling of your situation. You started to see that the health care system was woefully inept in helping you heal chronic disease.

But this was after you had surgery to remove something that wasn’t the SOURCE of the problem. After you went through debilitating rounds of chemo or radiation. After your course of antibiotics that left you to never be the same. After that “shot” that crippled your body and mind.

Then it was too late. Too late to go back and fix what they messed up. Your problems that they created were now your own. There was no further answers than to do more of the same things that hurt you in the first place.

Insult to injury. Salt in the wounds. Slap in the face.

I see it every day. People struggling due to a world that was set up to make us sick, and seeking care in a system that further entraps them in the web of chemical cocktails, cut and burn procedures, and fateful lies.

“You can’t heal yourself from this condition”, they tell you. Because, science hasn’t found the cure, yet.

It’s all bullshit. With trillions of dollars in financial resources, and an enormous swath of human ingenuity, they can’t find a “cure” to chronic disease that others have with an infinitesimal fraction of the same resources?

I got to see my father die at the young age of 58, due to the incompetencies of the health care system. Their answer to cancer was, and still is, aggressive poisoning of the cells through chemo and radiation. I watched him, at 15 years old, wither away and become a skeleton of his former self. I saw him try to keep his wry sense of humour intact, as they systematically poisoned him in hopes that it would save him.

I could barely watch. I didn’t want to see my dad be torn apart by the experts that were supposed to help him get better. It was as painful for me emotionally as it was for him physically. But I didn’t have to watch for long, as within a year of his diagnosis, he was gone.

I made a silent vow to myself that I would never put myself in the same position. But I did. The only difference this time was, I pulled myself out of the system before they could take me down the same dark path that he took.

And I saved my livelihood, and my life, as a result. By using the natural solutions I knew were available to me. By trusting in the very things that the conventional industry said were “woo woo” or wishful thinking. By going against their corrupted and misdirected “science”. 

So I understand, all too intimately, what it looks like and feels like, to be abandoned by the sick care industry in a time of desperate need. I know what it feels like to feel betrayed by the very experts that are to be trained to bail us out when we get caught in a health quandary.

I know what it feels like to be you, if you have ever saw a loved one suffer, or pass away from chronic disease, because the system simply failed. I know what it feels like to suffer personally, and have to search for better ways, on your own, to heal yourself.

I know it takes faith, motivation, and research. Lots of hours away from work and loved ones, trying to figure it out.

I do salute you for your efforts, whether you feel you’re winning or losing. I understand your battle. Your pain. Your anger about it all. And it’s perfectly acceptable to feel this way when the rug has been pulled out from under you, and the wool pulled over your eyes.

Just know, there is a way. There’s MANY ways. And when you find the RIGHT way, you’ll no longer be a slave to a disempowering and health deteriorating sick care system.

If I can do it, so can you. I honour the direction my dad took because he or my family didn’t know any better. But since I now know better, I will make good on my promise to NEVER be put in that situation again, and to make sure my kids don’t as well.

And I’ll also do the same for those under my care, in the THRIVE Academy.

Until I no longer have to.