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Healing Epilepsy Naturally... It Is Possible. I Am A Living Example!
Healing Epilepsy Naturally... It Is Possible. I Am A Living Example!
Healing Epilepsy Naturally... It Is Possible. I Am A Living Example!
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Healing Epilepsy Naturally... It Is Possible. I Am A Living Example!

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Rosanna Martella is an amazing artist living in the Northeast. As a sculptor and painter she is very active and was surprised when she found out she had epilepsy. She healed herself naturally and wholly, this is her story and her guide to healing yourself from what doctors' call an incurable condition.

Rosanna Martella is a counselor and consultant who assist others in their journey.

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Release dateFeb 23, 2013
ISBN9781301973736
Healing Epilepsy Naturally... It Is Possible. I Am A Living Example!

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    Healing Epilepsy Naturally... It Is Possible. I Am A Living Example! - Rosanna Martella

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    My thanks and appreciation to my teachers, who are many. Special thanks to Denny Waxman from whom I learned so much, especially in the beginning of my healing, when I needed direction in making the right changes in my diet and lifestyle.

    Thanks to the authors of all the many books whose wisdom I have absorbed while reading, studying and assimilating their words. They have opened me up to seeing life in a larger way and helped give me the skills to apply the law of opposites over the years.

    A wonderful thanks to all the macrobiotic teachers and counselors and cooks that gave dinner-lectures about macrobiotic philosophy, and provided meals in the Philadelphia area where I went to enjoy during the weekend evenings.

    Thanks to my children who went through many changes with me during the difficult beginning days of my healing and learned to eat with me all the new food that I was preparing.

    Thanks to my dear friend Cindy Nilan for the constant support she gives me and for being my first patient. And thanks to all the others who came along after, in person and online, for healing and for consultations. You all helped me discover a part of my life’s purpose. And thank you to Melissa English, the wonderful woman who helped me to publish this book.

    CHAPTER 1

    HOW THE PROBLEM STARTED

    If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.

    - Henry David Thoreau

    The day I was stung by a wasp was a day that started well and happily enough. I was with my three children and a couple of friends. We were taking a ride to the Gran Sasso Mountain in the Apennine Ridge in central Italy. (This is a beautiful mountain about an hour east of Rome.)

    When we arrived at the base of the mountain, after we parked the car, we decided to take the chair lift that was going to bring us even higher up the mountain. It would take us to a place near the granite peak where a large, bronze statue of the Virgin Mary was erected many years ago. My children were excited to experience this different kind of ride and I was happy that it was a beautiful, sunny day in August. The air felt clean and the nature around us was breathtaking. I had brought a basket of food with me so we could have a picnic in this beautiful place.

    Ascending the mountain on the ski lift was very quiet; the only sound I could hear was the voices of my kids all excited about this wonderful adventure. When we got there, we started to enjoy the beautiful view of the valley on one side and the majestic granite peak on the other. We could see the extraordinary, green expanse, prolific with grass and trees for miles.

    The children, all excited and playing, were running around. I was standing there, taking it all in, calm and happy, when I felt a sharp pain in the inner side of my upper, left arm.

    At first, I thought that someone was pushing a lit cigarette into my arm. But there was no one in front or behind me. The pain was unbearable and my arm got very swollen within minutes. Then, I noticed many wasps flying around undisturbed, looking for the mountain wild flowers. That’s when I realized that one of them had stung me. The rest of that day was very difficult for me, because I was in a lot of pain and discomfort. Later in the day, we returned to the level of the restaurants and parking lot and had something to eat.

    Getting back to my town on the Adriatic coast involved an almost two hour drive on a road with many curves and turns. For the most part, I used only my right arm to drive the car that had a stick shift. The drive was not easy, but I made it, and I got everybody home safely.

    That night, sleeping was very uncomfortable. The next morning, my arm did not hurt as much, even though it was still swollen and tight. The day went by without major problems, so I did not go to a doctor. I believed that the swelling would go slowly away on its own.

    The second night passed also. But, in the morning when I woke up, I had an upset stomach and I felt very hot all over. Around eleven o’clock that morning, I decided to go to the beach and get into the cool, salty water of the Adriatic Sea to try to get some relief.

    At the time, it seemed like a good idea. However, as soon the water reached my belly button, I felt very strange and uneasy. My intuition told me that I had to immediately get out of the water. As soon I reached the sand, I collapsed. I don’t remember anything that happened after that.

    My friends told me later that people circled around me. No one touched me because, as I was shaking terribly, they thought I was having a seizure. I am very grateful that there was a man there who realized that I was about to die. He gave me CPR.

    After a while, I started breathing again. I was asked my name and I answered the question correctly. My eyes were open, but I couldn’t see any sunlight or anybody there. Everything was completely black in front of me. My brother put me in a car and drove me to the beach clinic emergency room (a sort of clinic with a doctor).

    CHAPTER 2

    WHAT DID THAT DOCTOR KNOW?

    In the emergency room, I was made to lie down on a stretcher where the doctor examined me. At a certain point, I remember hearing the doctor say to my brother that I had experienced a nervous break-down.

    I was very puzzled. Then, I heard my own voice say, Look doctor, I was stung by a wasp two days ago… The doctor looked at me and his answer was, If you had experienced a reaction to the wasp sting, you would have gotten sick soon after it happened. Harshly, he continued, You are a very nervous lady and you have to calm down. As he said this, he gave me a valium injection.

    I like to believe that day was not the day meant for me to die; there was something in the universe helping me to stay alive. In fact, the doctor should have given me adrenaline to keep my heart pumping, not valium to put me to sleep.

    I discovered what really happened a few weeks later when I got back to the United States and visited a specialist in insect bites. This doctor told me that I was allergic to wasp and bee venom. He also told me that my body did not go into shock right after I was stung because my arm became immediately swollen and kept the poison from circulating into my blood stream. It was only when the swelling began to recede two days later and the poison started circulating into my blood stream that I reacted severely to the poison and nearly died.

    If the wasp had stung me on my torso, I was told by another doctor, I might have died on that mountain that sunny August day. It actually was a blessing that I was stung on my arm. The specialist doctor advised me to keep a shot of adrenaline always with me and sent me on my way.

    Looking back now, I realize that the wasp poison and the shock had weakened my nervous system which was already low. I was living in an unhappy environment at my home in the States, and this incident enhanced the imbalance that was already in my body. I returned to my everyday life, but was not a happy wife and many difficult days were to come.

    One day while I was exercising at the gym, I had my first seizure and found myself on a stretcher. When I woke up, the paramedics put me in an ambulance that took me to the nearest hospital. There, the doctor who examined me told me that I had a grand mal seizure and that I would have to take medications for the rest of my life- there was no cure for this illness. I asked him how I could have gotten this illness and his answer was that he didn’t know.

    My first reaction to his diagnosis was, If you don’t know how I got this illness, how do you know that I will be sick and take medications for the rest of my days? But, I didn’t tell him that. I kept quiet.

    At that time, I had to find a medical doctor as I did not have one. Now, I needed one so I could obtain the prescriptions for the medicine required. Until that day, I had been a fairly healthy person. I didn’t even take an aspirin for headaches. I had three children using natural child birth and here I was now, a sick person for the rest of my life!!!?

    This entire experience was devastating to me. I felt that my life was all screwed up, full of fear and regrets. Everything collapsed! With each seizure, complete chaos took over. I was not in control of my body anymore. At times, I was so depressed that I wondered what life was all about. The worst thing was, I couldn’t hide and take a break from my body. I started to think I wanted to die but then, I would think about my children growing up without a mother and with a father who was not present enough. I would have to push away those negative thoughts.

    At times, I felt like my world was collapsing and my body with it. That was definitively the dark side of my body and my soul. I was facing my biggest fears head on. Confronting my demons, I had to garner all my inner strength and fight this disease that had taken over my being, this demon called grand mal seizures.

    CHAPTER 3

    WHERE WOULD DOCTORS AND MEDICINE TAKE ME?

    At first, I followed the orders. I found a primary doctor and took the medication every day. I also went to work every day as an architectural designer, cooked every meal for my family, cleaned the house, helped my children grow, but wondered

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