ONE YEAR CELEBRATION
One Year Celebration
February 27th, 2004
A year ago and two weeks ago, I was admitted to the ER with an acute case of Crohn's colitis. I weighed 90 lbs., was running multiple fevers in excess of 104 degrees F, had D to the tune of 32x/day, had lost 2 pints of blood and could barely walk.
After eleven days in the hospital, they gave me a choice: I could stay and receive more aggressive drug therapies (the 60mg of IV prednisone they had me on wasn't making a dent); or I could go home and "see what happened".
I went home. The next day, I talked my friend through Whole Foods on his cell phone, making him read me every label on the items I needed to begin the SCD™. With the last of my strength, I made the soup and some homemade gelatin. And each subsequent day, I built on the little ground I had already gained until two weeks later, I was able to go to my doctor without lining my pockets with weights to cover the weight loss.
Within one month, I was able to do my laundry by myself again. Within three months, I was able to get back to work. Within five months, I was off all of my medications.
In the past year, I have had one flare, brought on by hormonal birth control. I went on all my meds again, but this time I was able to wean myself off of them in a mere four weeks--I was now that healthy.
A year later, I still can't eat raw fruit with abandon but I can travel and not get sick. I haven't had bread or pasta or any other illegal but I can work, socialize and sleep through the night. My world of acceptable restaurants has shrunk even as my ability to be out and about with seemingly boundless energy has increased.
I've accomplished things I never dreamed I could twelve months ago. I've helped friends, acquaintances and total strangers find this diet and changed their lives, too. I've learned patience (oh, boy, have I learned patience) and as a result, am more tolerant of quirks in myself and others. This diet didn't just give me back my life; it gave me a totally new one, richer than I ever could have imagined.
So when people tell me how hard it must be to be on this diet with all of its restrictions, I smile and think to myself, "What restrictions?"
I've never been freer in my life.
Thank you, St. Elaine. Thank you, Rachel. Thank you, all of you wonderful people on this list who get up every day and fight the good fight.
I believe, from my own experience, that this book saves lives. I am very grateful that I found this book.