In 2003, only three weeks after the birth of my first child, I fell ill with rheumatoid arthritis (RA). It started with a severe acute attack with pain and stiffness all over the body spreading out from my neck and shoulders.
This was very difficult to handle since I had to take care of a newborn. I was hardly able to take my child out of his crib for nursing at night.
RA cannot be cured by conventional medicine. Physicians can only suppress the inflammation with drugs with more or fewer side effects. I got cortisone and sulfasalazine which made me fat and tired.
I was disappointed with conventional medicine and didn’t want to accept the statement that this disease cannot be cured. Therefore, I sought help in alternative treatment. After trying various paths (massage, acupuncture, bioresonance therapy, nutrition, vitamin supplements, etc.) without success, I ended up with homeopathy.
I vividly remember the first time I got a homeopathic remedy. “Let them dissolve on your tongue,” said the doc as he gave me two white sugar globules for my RA. “I won’t tell you the name of the remedy so you won’t be tempted to look it up. See you again in six weeks.”
I headed home and observed my physical reactions. There was a marked improvement the next days. The veil of heavy lethargy was lifted and the joints were not as stiff anymore.
But – what was that? Blue spots all over the body! Like bruises but not painful. No way that I had bumped into that many tables without noticing. “Geez, you look like you are bleeding internally,” said my husband. “You better get your blood coagulation values checked!”
The bruises faded after a few days. Six weeks later at the next appointment, the physician told me, “Blue spots that look like bruises? Yes, this is a so-called ‘proving symptom’ of the remedy I gave you. Actually, it is a good sign that the remedy was a good match. I gave you potency 200C of a snake poison, Lachesis.”
In order to understand my bafflement, one must know that a 200C potency is so highly diluted that it contains no molecule of the original remedy anymore. Then why does it have any effect at all?
It is not clear how homeopathy works. But there is no way that these bruises could have been a placebo reaction. I became convinced that this alternative healing method was the way to go regarding my RA.
During the following three years, I became passionate about homeopathy. I read many books, took a couple of classes, and learned a lot about it.
Before the disease, I was into dancing. It was my passion. I danced about 5 times per week, competitive Latin and ballroom dance. But there was no way I could dance with this disease. I was desperate since I had derived so much joy from dancing. I thought, ‘I can’t dance anymore. How can I ever be happy again?’
I was confident, though, that I could handle the RA attacks with homeopathy, and I decided to have another child.
In 2004, just before the birth of our second child, we moved into our house. With two children and the new house, life became even more busy.
My health was getting back to sort-of-normal or at least bearable.
Even though homeopathy did not completely heal me, I was able to leave away the conventional medicine entirely and rely solely on homeopathy for the treatment since 2010 (which was seven years after the sudden onset).
Later, I wondered what this phase had been good for. There was a lot of physical and emotional pain. But was it also good for something? Eventually, I settled for the following conclusions: (A) I got used to watching the reactions of my body closely, how it would react if the homeopathic remedy was changed.
And (B) I got familiar with the fact that something non-material as a homeopathic high potency does have a remarkable effect, even if no one knows how this can be explained.
In retrospect, I think that homeopathy served to crack my world-view open.
Using the metaphor of the hike, my path had become rocky due to the pain. I had tried various side roads which all came to a dead end. But when I came upon homeopathy, that was a turning point in my path. I became aware that there was a mountain which I had not seen before.
In 2006, I was in my mid-thirties and had achieved my goals in life: a job in the corporate world, a husband, two children, and a house.
‘Life could go on like this,’ I thought. But again, life had different plans for me.
This post is part of a series about my spiritual journey (table of contents).