The Colostrum Culmination. Because I’m Actually Not Worth It.

In the last 3+ years in my search for relief and healing of my Crohn’s disease with medical cannabis, I have also tried more supplements than I can probably remember or count.  In addition to possibly every cannabis product and delivery method available, I have tried various multivitamins, minerals, digestive enzymes and other products including chaga, shilajit, Himalayan pink salt, blackstrap molasses, powdered fruit and vegetable juice capsules, colloidal silver, melatonin, bee pollen, Manuka honey, lecithin, probiotics, and fermented organic foods including miso, raw Kombucha, raw apple cider vinegar and raw saeurkraut and fermented vegetables, all at significant out-of-pocket cost which have left me destitute.  I didn’t care if I spent every last dime I had on finding an alternative treatment that worked because as an un- and undertreated Crohn’s patient, my pain and symptoms were not responding to conventional care and the relentless agony of my raging autoimmune and digestive disease had become unbearable.  I was willing to try anything and everything if I thought it held any promise to heal me, or so I thought.

For 3 years of trial and error on medical cannabis and supplements, and 2 years of conventional treatment before that, I had been willing to try anything, absolutely anything if I thought there was any chance that I would finally “get better” and be able to return to my previous life, or to any life at all and this appears to be common amongst Crohn’s patients specifically.  I once read about a Crohn’s sufferer who was willing to try a “fecal transplant” but he misunderstood the directions (and the concept) and ended up drinking the infusion instead of inserting it rectally and I knew exactly how he felt — Crohn’s patients will literally drink someone else’s shit if they think they might find relief from their suffering.  That’s how unimaginably hellish Crohn’s disease is. In my own case, my last attempt at conventional treatment was to agree to take immunity-decimating infusions that would’ve left me susceptible to opportunistic infections, cancer and death (my attempt was thwarted when the doctors prescribing the treatment fired me once I was accepted for Medicaid which was probably a good thing and left me no choice but to move across the country to seek healing with medical cannabis).

The last and final supplement I tried was colostrum and I ordered it from Amazon without even fully knowing what it was, just that it was a “natural” supplement that some people on the internet said had helped them with their ailments and that the relief was immediate and substantial.  But once I started using the colostrum and the more I researched it and figured out what it really was, something inside of me said “enough.”

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