Is it possible that your immune system may be at risk? When I first began my journey back to health, I was stunned to realize just how much power I had surrendered to sugar. My habit of choosing dessert over a meal created a vacuum in my immune system. I may have not been overweight by anyone’s standard, but I was extremely malnourished.
By not eating enough real foods, nor taking enough time to recharge my batteries, I found myself very ill. In 2000 I was diagnosed with the guillain-barré syndrome, a rare disorder in which your body’s immune system attacks your nerves that can lead to paralysis and even death. I had no idea what I was about to confront. At my worse I needed the assistance of a walker to get around. My myelin sheath was being attacked, and similar to multiple sclerosis it was causing my muscles to weaken significantly. What’s more, pain became a constant companion.
Although no one really knows what may cause this rare syndrome it is often preceded by a bad cold or flu. Some speculate it could even occur by eating undercooked chicken or a certain strain of flu shots. Today, I am convinced that my weak immune system was what put me at risk.
At the time I was burning the candle of my life on both ends. At work I was constantly under a heavy load of stress. While at home I was attending to the needs of my children and husband. Everything and everyone came first. It became a vicious pattern to leave my needs always last. Oh how I wish I would have had someone sit me down and explain the dangers of living in this fast and dangerous lane.
It seemed so admiral at the time to constantly say yes to what others needed. Yet because I didn’t put the oxygen mask on myself first, I found myself knocking at death’s door.
In 2006 the IVIG treatments that I regularly received in the hospital stopped working. What was meant to boost my immune system no longer had any effect on my body. After my last round of treatments the doctors sent me home with no hope. They had no solution. My body had given up and because there is no cure for the guillain-barré syndrome, only medications to ease the symptoms, I needed a miracle. It was then that I was forced to resign from my job and fight the battle of my life.
When it was all said and done I was left will a medical bill that was close to a million dollars and no health to show for it.
Interestingly enough the very same week I resigned, the Lord instructed me to go on a fast. I remember arguing with God. A fast? “Lord have you taken a good look at me?” I was now skin and bones and it had been years since I had fasted. What I didn’t realize then, is that He was handing me a key. “Lord what would you have me fast?” I remember pleading. It was then that He told me to get rid of all the sugars, the grains, and processed foods. Do understand that this happened before eating this way was popular. In fact prior to this I knew of no one who ate this way.
Yet, I had nothing to lose and everything to gain by listening to the Holy Spirit’s prompting. In the meantime, I was bathed in prayer. People everywhere were praying for what only a miracle could accomplish. My family, friends, and pastors stood in the gap for me.
For two years I was faithful to His plan and cleaned up my diet. I began to get healthier and became stronger. Eventually, I no longer needed the cane and was even exercising. My doctors and specialists also noticed the major improvements and were pleased with my progress.
However, in 2008 I dropped the ball. I went back to eating the way I had done for most of my life. The sugars and grains crept in little by little. Then the unthinkable happened, after two years I had a horrible relapse. This time I ended up worse. What’s more the doctors were afraid to treat me. Instead they sent me home with a cane and a morphine patch that I stayed on for almost a year. I lived in excruciating pain that even these patches barely touched.
This relapse came with other diagnoses. Now I also had to face fibromyalgia, and chronic sciatica pain on both legs. Frankly, the list is too long to mention. With each new label I only grew worse. Meanwhile, I was also receiving cortisone shots to help with the sciatic pain.
Still, I had not made the connection between what I was eating and the relapse. Looking back it seems so clear, but back then I was so overwhelmed by the trial I was facing, that I didn’t see the forest for the trees.
It took me five years to realize that my diet played a major role in hindering my health journey. Was it only my eating habits that needed changing? No. In fact it was a combination of many factors. First and foremost my faith had to grow. Thankfully, I was at the right church listening to the truth of what God said about healing and not what men of tradition had to say. It also took a lot of deep soul-searching and a willingness to follow His lead.
Finally, in January of 2014 along with my husband we embarked on this journey together. We joined our church in its annual corporate fast. By this time we had learned a thing or two about eating low carb and how it was assisting people not only for weight loss but for greater health. This knowledge confirmed what the Lord told me back in 2006 during my first fast.
Fittoserve was birthed out of this journey. People began to notice the changes in our bodies. My husband not only lost close to 70 pounds, but he got rid of his diabetes after more than 15 years. What’s more his blood pressure, cholesterol levels became normal and his fatty liver was reversed. Everyone wanted to know what we were doing. My muscles that were once wasting began to form and my pain began to decrease significantly.
Today, that one act of obedience is helping many people on their journey to becoming whole in spirit, mind and body. Our testimony is inspiring others to do whatever is necessary to take control of their health. To understand the importance of taking care of the temple, our bodies in order to better serve others.
It’s our prayer that what we’ve learned will inspire you to make the necessary changes to live in divine health and live out the full measure of your days.