The Discovery

I had already started feeling flickers of change — less pain, more clarity, small signs that healing was underway.

But something in me still needed answers.
My nurse’s mind couldn’t stop asking, why now? Why this?

When Food Became a Clue

I noticed a pattern I couldn’t ignore.

Whenever I cut out carbohydrates, I felt better — lighter, clearer, stronger.
But the moment I gave in and had a slice of pizza, my body rebelled.

My legs would grow heavy.
The fatigue would rush back like a tide.
My vision blurred; the dizziness returned.

Why?

The question wouldn’t leave me alone.

The Rumor

Then I heard something strange — a whisper online, a rumor that made me laugh out loud the first time I read it:

“MS patients often have parasites — nematodes in their brain.”

No way.
That couldn’t be true.

I’d been an ICU and trauma nurse. I’d studied pathology, microbiology, anatomy.
We were never taught this.

Parasites were something that happened in developing countries, not to ordinary people.
Certainly not to me.

But curiosity has always been my compass.
And this rumor wouldn’t stop echoing.

The Experiment

So I decided to try something simple — a basic herbal antiparasitic tonic.
Harmless, natural, gentle.

I took the recommended drops twice a day and waited.

Days passed.
And then, one morning… I froze.

There, in the toilet, was what no textbook had ever prepared me for.

Actual worms.

I stared in disbelief.
A nurse — trained to know the human body — utterly stunned by what I was seeing with my own eyes.

I whispered, “What is happening to me?”

It was shocking.
It was horrifying.
But above all — it was illuminating.

The Shift

In that moment, everything I thought I knew about disease changed.

My body wasn’t betraying me — it was fighting for me.

The brain fog, the pain, the paralysis — what if they weren’t random?
What if they were the side effects of something deeper… an infestation my immune system had been waging war against for years?

I began researching obsessively — long nights with a heating pad, laptop balanced on my knees, medical journals open beside my Bible.

I found evidence that parasites release neurotoxins, suppress the immune system, and thrive on sugars and starches.

Suddenly, the patterns made sense:

When I cut carbs, I starved them.
When I ate pizza, I fed them.

And I realized — maybe this was why I felt better fasting, praying, and cleansing.
My spirit and my body had both been detoxing.

The Awakening of Purpose

The nurse in me was stunned.
The woman of faith in me was exhilarated.

Could this be the root cause — the hidden enemy behind my paralysis?
Could this discovery be what God had been leading me toward all along?

I felt like a detective on holy assignment.

The evidence was everywhere, and for the first time, it all connected:

Parasites → Inflammation
Inflammation → Nervous-system chaos
Nervous system → MS-like symptoms

It was both terrifying and thrilling — a revelation that cracked open an entirely new world of healing.

For You

Maybe this is hard to believe.
I get it — I was there too.

But here’s what I’ve learned:
Your body tells the truth.
It whispers through symptoms, flares, cravings, and fatigue.

When you begin to listen — really listen — you start to uncover the root.

This was the day my healing became personal, scientific, and sacred all at once.
It was messy, miraculous, and absolutely real.

And from that day forward, I knew — if I could find the root, I could find the cure.