As far back as I can remember I have experienced headaches.  Often the discomfort was just enough to send me looking for a bottle of aspirin.  No one ever asked and I assumed everyone got headaches for no reason.  Except for the migraines I experienced in my early twenty’s, the mild throb of my brain became an accepted part of nearly every day.

As far back as I can remember my bowels have moved once in the morning for sure and maybe a bit later in the day.  This was normal for me, no one said otherwise so I assumed my bowels were working just about right.  As a child no one asked about my pooping habits.  My older sister suffered from a congenital hip defect which required several surgeries during childhood.  She could go for weeks without moving her bowels causing much alarm around the house.  From the information I gleamed as a child once a day was a good thing.

Fast forward thirty-eight years into the future to 1998 the year of my first bowel cleanse.  Wow! What an experience.  The immense amount of waste eliminated from my body flattened my pouchy stomach and brought an end to thirty-eight years of headaches.  The cesspool I had been holding in my bowels had been putrefying my entire body, creating a toxic condition in my brain.  The headaches I’d experienced since childhood were due to my backed up bowels.

Over the next nine months I continued the bowel cleansing routines.  My inflamed bowel healed along with a case of irritable bowel syndrome I had developed while working for Riverside County Dept. of Social Service.  My bowels had been speaking loudly to me for years.  One day they would be too lose the next they would not move at all.  If I ate the wrong foods I would have horrid cramps.  Bowel cleansing became the beginning of what has been my healing journey.  Cleansing and healing my bowels for me was better than discovering the fountain of youth.