Medical Update From Me To Everyone Praying, Helping.

I never thought I would be here again.

Only this time, it’s way harder.

Toxic mold and post pandemic loss of income as well as a series of horrific events where I used to reside didn’t help.

In 2006, I had almost died. It was an especially hard yet very special year.
It was the same year that I would meet Jesus Christ. Not just in a dream, or a vision, but in my room. He was standing there, surrounded by a light that I could never describe in words. He looked at me by my bedside and told me that I was going to live, despite the mistaken diagnosis from what I then considered “doctors” (lab coat technicians licensed with a card to practice
medicine, or rather experiments on people who didn’t understand complex functional
medicine).

Don’t get me wrong, I know some simply amazing human beings who happen to be MD’s. But not all MD’s, just like anything else, are even close to being amazing. Jesus Christ was not who I expected to see standing next to my bed at home where I was returned to basically die.

I have told the story about my encounter with the Lord many times on my podcast and interviews. Most of which have been censored and removed from the internet.
For those of you who have the capacity to raise an eyebrow to narratives, you have been following my journey through these times and the last eight years of truth that I have was pursued as a result of my work and life in this earthly realm.

Like many of you, I have lost many people along the way, both spiritually and physically. Many friends that I thought would stand by my side, abandoned me in the greatest times of need. Many others who I didn’t even think would remember me, helped me as of recently. I am forever grateful to all of the people in my life, the good the bad and the ugly, for teaching me how to find my strength all of the time.

I have been meaning to write this for a little while, but finding the physical strength is so hard. It is just as hard as lying in bed and waiting on the Lord to heal me. I know, after all, that it is all in His hands.

My ongoing and eternal gratitude to everyone who has helped and been helping me through this impossible time. Many friends keep texting the phone I don’t always have. For a while, nurses took away my phone, as I could barely speak, much less hold in my hands anything.

I am writing this to update you all on what has happened, what is still happening, and how I plan on surviving this storm of a life time. I don’t share every thing about my life online. But needless to say, my cross has not been a light one to carry all of these years. But whose is? Working in a field where parents regularly lost their babies lives to horrible crimes, sex trafficking and unspeakable outcomes always made me grateful for mine. For the most part, the parents never saw the horrific crime scenes that I had to neatly file away into files in the DA’s office. The images of dead babies and mothers will never leave my mental file cabinet. Nothing is worse than what I have witnessed.

But suffering comes in many forms and can even yield a fortune of wisdom at a priceless cost. There are severe complications to my health due to a prolonged toxic mold exposure.

I never knew I would suffer like this. Not being able to breathe, feeling like your heart is coming out of your chest, sleeplessness like never before, hair and nails falling off, eyes unable to close from swelling, not being able to eat anything are just a few of the horrors that I have had to endure in the last few months. Mostly, it culminated so suddenly over a few weeks, my life changed in ways I can never describe.

Less importantly, I have had to walk away from everything I own. I own nothing. I sold my car to someone I love dearly who helped pay for my initial medical costs. I had a father who died while on heroin and hookers (and some other circumstances yet to unfold). That was some surprise to many. Yet, I forgive him just like Jesus forgave us all. I just wanted you to all know how hard it is for me to ask for anything. I have had to ask you for your support financially to help me pay for my treatments which are not cheap. Getting help in a ER is of course covered by my state sponsored insurance. But anything beyond that is very expensive when you have complications like mine. If you don’t have money or resources, you don’t make it. I can’t work in this state or much of anything. I don’t have any way of even paying for where I need to stay, eat or sleep. Without the help here, I wouldn’t have been here to write to you all. Also, for those of you writing in with medical suggestions like what drugs to take, I appreciate the efforts but please kindly understand that medical advice is in the hands of the professionals treating me. The money I’m asking for is barely enough to cover my living costs and basic medicals. For those of you who have said it’s too much, it’s not. I hope you never find yourself in this position. Ever.

I am not going to list what my medical conditions are here or ever. Number one, because I don’t own them. I refuse to believe that there is no cure. Number two, because I don’t want you to own them for me. Like I said, mental files are permanent. Let’s keep our mental files free and clear of conceptions of what doctors or society may tell us. Jesus is the greatest physician of all, the greatest healer. God is ultimately who decides all. I only allow Him into my veins, life and soul for it is He who fearlessly made me and all of us in His image. It is He who gives us life.

I want to live.

I want to be able to eat again.

I want to do what Jesus told me to do forever: tell the truth.

Thank you all for your continued support. I try not to get online, but I can’t but wonder what God is going to do with all the liars, defiers, and traitors. And especially the false prophets. Those are the ones I want to see identified and taken up to His court.

We are His children and deserve peace and His love on earth.

Come Lord soon, and give us Heaven on Earth as our King. I pray this for all of us. I want to see Him again, but here on Earth while in this life to enjoy with the rest of you.

“Behold, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to everyone according to what he has done. … The grace of the Lord be with God’s people.
Amen.”
Revelation 22:12

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