Birth Control Pills, IUD’S, and a Warning!

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Being a woman can be quite trying at times and I feel we sure have to put up with a lot more crap than the male population out there. For example, periods with horrid cramps at times, boobs that often get stared at or manhandled if we are not careful, childbirth, which depending on what route you went can be quite painful but so worth it, raising the kids almost by yourself unless you have a husband who gets it, rape, being paid less than certain male types at your work, trying to work and raise kids, etc., etc., etc. It ain’t easy, I’m here to say from experience.

I got my boobs late in life, praise the Lord, as I was a huge tomboy and a huge athlete so I was thankful. I got my period later in life as well, the summer before my Freshman year of high school. I was also thankful for this because I found this quite disturbing to bleed profusely from your body ‘down there.’ I was sorta lucky in that I didn’t get those huge mood swings or the horrible cramps my mom and sisters seemed to get. Thank God!

I had both my kids with the assistance of an epidural, though I tried really hard with my son to have a natural birth but was unsuccessful and very sad at this, but that certain drip they give you to hurry along childbirth did not get along with my body at all. I decided that I did not want to go what I went through with my last birth so I epidural-d with my daughter without question so I could enjoy the birth and see her pop out. I did a lot of raising of the kids on my own but I loved being a mom, though some days were hard that’s just the way it is sometimes.

I have been the victim of attempted rape 3 times, one of them by a police officer. Oh, the irony. I was also a single mother trying to work and raise kids and boy was that a challenge but it made my two kids and me very strong and I wouldn’t change a thing.

Now, I am 46 years old and the Professor is 50 years old. Back when we were dating, we talked dreamily of what it would be like to have a baby of our own that we conceived together but later, when we decided that we wanted to marry each other, we took into account that we had, at the time, nearly 5 already there or soon to be there, teenagers and that a sixth baby would be difficult. We were just a touch older than we wanted to be to have any more kids so sadly, we decided that no, let’s not.

Cue birth control . . .

Now, the Professor thinks he is still a teenager and it became clear early on that I needed an option or we’d have a load of children so my first birth control method, which I would later terribly regret, was the good ole pill.

I stayed on the pill for 6 years and in those 6 years I also discovered a lot about our body’s make up, what synthetic things do to us, what the crap that is in our foods does to us, and the link to autism, genetic disorders, autoimmune disorder, PANDAS, ADHD, and Hpylori that all of the food and drug people have caused as well as the pollution in our air and the bad waves from our electronics. I didn’t put two and two together until one of my OT mom’s came unglued at me for being on the pill saying that it is the worst thing a woman can do to herself. I told her I know, though I really didn’t know until I did some mental history overview and realized that it caused three very distinct things to happen to me after being on it for the first year and a half.

I had only been married to the Professor for 6 months when my hair began falling out in fist fulls and when it was all said and done, I was bald from head to toe something I was told was called Tellogen Effluvium. No eyebrows, no arm hair, no private area hair, etc. and the worst part, not a single hair left on my coconut. At the same time this happened, I ended up with high blood pressure, something I had NEVER dealt with before and thought it was because of the stress of becoming bald.

At the time, I just thought it was the new and wonderful tranquility I had been waiting for and that my body, brain, and mind were settled into it and decided to slough everything off and start new . . . the stress was finally over. That was dumb thinking on my part because it didn’t explain the blood pressure spike that would not come back down, therefore, I was put on blood pressure meds. Not a happy for me at all!

Then, I started having severe issues with my stomach and intestines. Bloating, diarrhea, and terrible pain that I often times missed work or couldn’t go out with friends. I also put on a bunch of unexpected weight. At the time, I called it my love chub because I wasn’t exercising as much and wanted to spend every moment with the man who made me so stinkin’ happy.

It wasn’t until I met a few key OT mom’s on my caseload, after I became a Nutritional Therapist, and found the book ‘The Autoimmune Solution’ and several other books on leaky gut, that it began to dawn on me what I was doing to my body.

I needed to make some serious changes . . .

What I discovered along the way is that the pill, with all of its synthetic-ness, yes was keeping me from getting pregnant, but that it had a direct hand in my complete hair loss and my high blood pressure. Gluten and casein were also playing around with my gut, making it horribly unhealthy and killing off the good bacteria that helps you lose weight and keeps your gut healthy. I also was a big Advil popper, which also had a hand with my horrible gut issues. The combination I had created, was demonic!

In a nutshell, I was killing my gut, which has an 80% hand in your immunity, hence me getting the flu so bad one year as well as pneumonia and pleurisy and a month from work. I am not a sick person and rarely do get sick, but certain things were taking their toll on my body, and I was losing but I hadn’t put two and two together yet.

I read and study constantly and I believe that God puts certain things in writing in my books, on my computer screen, and these OT mom’s that amaze me with what they have learned from the Functional Medical docs as well as the Naturopaths.

I had an enormous A-HA moment not too long ago about the birth control pill. Prior to that, I had gotten off gluten, casein, sugar, dairy, red meat, and caffeine. I eat all organic, non-GMO, non-MSG, and non-all the other poisons that are being put in our food. I introduced enzymes into my system right before every meal that I eat because I no longer produce enough of them to break my food down properly because of the poisons I have introduced into my body. I also take L-Glutamate which helps digestion, I cook with organic coconut oil, take cranberry concentrate and apple cider vinegar capsules and kelp and Omega 3, make my own bone broth, do a yeast cleanse every few months, and I am also part of the UBiome gut study group to make sure I am building my gut health back up. I take Juice Plus vegetable and fruit concentrated gummy vitamins, the best way to help you get all of your fruits and veggies each day.

I also meditate when I can and practice yoga and walk. I get outside as much as possible to be in the sun to help with my vitamin D, which helps absorb a lot of what I am taking to help me heal. I also take Bach Flower remedies and use essential oils to also help me in my battle to regain health.

I had a dream, not too long ago, that scared me straight and the next day, I threw all of my pills away, called my doc, and made an appointment to get an IUD placed instead of the birth control pills, which were helping to kill me.

Well . . . remember when I said it is tough to be a woman?

I have an incredibly high pain tolerance and this would be my demise on the day my IUD was ripped into my body causing a lot of blood loss later on. The night before my ‘placement’ aka ‘torture,’ I was to take these pills, something I hate now, to soften my uterus and cervix for placement. Evidently, they did not soften anything as I lay on the table in excruciating pain while my sweet gynecologist tried to get this thing placed. As I watched the nurse wince and turn away at what was absolutely killing me, I kept saying to myself, “This is wrong, something is wrong, and I should stop this.”

She wanted one more try, and when she finally reached the spot of insertion, shot it in, and as soon as she pulled everything else out to help get the IUD in place, I knew something was wrong.

She wanted me to come back in a few days to do an ultrasound to make sure it was in the right place since she had such trouble. I had to cancel the rest of my day with OT kids, something I HATE doing as they get so disappointed, went home and went to bed. I got up an hour later to use the bathroom and observed the whole toilet full of blood, a lot of blood. I said many prayers and took a lot of Tylenol to get through the pain. I kept telling the Professor that something was wrong, I could feel it.

The day of the ultrasound, I had prayed so hard that it was in the right place, I’m sure God was sick of me.

As I was ultrasound-ed, which felt like a rape as she slid the dildo shaped ‘thing’ in my vagina, my IUD was nowhere to be found. With concern on her face, she went to get the doctor, who also confirmed that she didn’t see it. So, the next thing to do is remove the ultrasound dildo, get the speculum, and look for strings. No strings.

I was then sent to get an X-ray to see if these folks could find it and yes, they did indeed find it, sitting on the outside of the uterus because it had been poked through my uterus with the insertion, hence all of the blood. I was heartbroken, had to miss more work, was in pain, and was PISSED!

Now, when a foreign object is injected into your abdominal cavity, you must have surgery to get it removed. Oh goody. At this point, I told my doc that while she was in there to capture the demon that had been released into my innocent body, just go ahead and take out the tubes too.

Since learning all of the natural ways of healing and trying as I might to stay away from foreign objects in your body, I felt very defeated. I was also mad that I would allow an IUD in my body, what was I thinking?

Well, I had 6 days to think about surgery and went through a myriad of emotions. The Professor even offered to get himself fixed instead, something he is terrified of, what a sweet man, but I told him this was the best way since they had to be in there anyway.

Thankfully, my surgery went great and I am sitting here the day after surgery very thankful that all went well, I’m not in much pain, and get to go back to work tomorrow. I had a lot of folks praying for me and I greatly appreciate that.

The moral of the story is, anything synthetic or poisonous that you are putting in your body will have a side effect such as complete hair loss, high blood pressure, leaky gut, allergies, lower immunity, and many many many other very bad things. I had to go through hell and back to understand all of these things. I had to share all of this today because if your quality of life is being affected, you owe it to yourself to get to the bottom of it.

Because of the changes I have made, my blood pressure is almost back to normal and I am going to talk to my doc about getting off of my meds for this, I have lost 6 pounds out of the blue, my gut no longer hurts, my thinking is clearer, the severe eczema I had this year (it has never been this bad) is also gone, and this pollen that bothers me every year has had no effect on me this year. I have not been sick in I don’t know how long and I feel absolutely wonderful. I’m also sleeping like a baby and have more energy than ever before. Life is good.

Now, I don’t want to live forever, but I do want to live until I die a life that is full of quality. A good starting point is to read Dr. Amy Myers’ book called ‘The Immunity Solution’ and once you’ve read that, get my book called ‘The Dragonfly Approach’ so you can see the aftermath of what is happening in you and your children because of all of the things I have mentioned. We are in the middle of an epidemic and we must stop it or we will extinct ourselves in the end.

We all deserve a good quality of life, you just have to give your body the right type stuff to ensure that quality.

Love y’all!!