The year was 2010. I had been diagnosed with epilepsy 15 years ago. Fifteen years of pharmaceuticals controlling my body to the point where I no longer recognized who Megan was. My emotions were gone, my speech and thought patterns were halted and slowed, and my seizures were uncontrolled at close to 3,000 mg of drugs per day. I was losing weight rapidly and having at least one grand mal seizure per week. Physically and mentally my body was damaged. Damaged from the outside and the inside. It was at the point where I was unable to open my chest drawer without dislocating my shoulder (physical damage from seizures), that I knew something needed to change and yet I had no idea where to look.
I started looking in the places I knew. However, as one would expect, the visits to the neurologist only landed me with more drugs and a continuation of the path from which I desperately wanted to leave. I started looking for ‘alternative’ options, but living in Iowa those options were severely limited. I traveled to Minnesota where at least practicing alternative options is legal. It was here I encountered a few interesting experiences. I tried Electromagnetic therapy, and was convinced of its effectiveness walking out of the session, until I realized the therapy did not work in the long term, at least for me. I then met with a homeopathic doctor, who loaded me up on so many supplements, that my already deteriorated gut was close to walking out the door.
Exhausting all the ‘alternative’ resources I knew of, I returned to a neurologist and found myself walking out of the session. I was no longer in a state of mind to accept direction without questioning. Feeling quite alone in this struggle, my husband and I decided to take a vacation to relieve some stress; together, we ended up in Colorado, where we randomly walked into a local apothecary, walking out with my first herb in hand (Skullcap) and the first hope I had received in years.
Over the next few months, I continued to increase my usage of the Skullcap; a great reduction in seizures followed, as well as the slow restoration of a healthy physical appearance. As my body began to heal I became more and more interested in the healing attributes of the plants that surround us. My husband and I decided to make the move to Colorado, where I continued my studies at the Colorado School of Clinical Herbalism.
With the healing power of herbs and the knowledge of nutrition gained from school, I began to identify the triggers of my seizures and strip them away from my life. My seizures were no longer of a mysterious origin; they could be singled out and reasoned toward a simple item or food. The power I received with this knowledge was the power to take control of my body and my life.
In these last five years I have gone from a hopeless seizing figure – thin and exhausted, ingesting 3,000 mg of medications daily – to a well-grounded, knowledgeable, healthy woman, taking 50 mg of a pharmaceutical daily. I am empowered and in control, emotions which are hard to come by as an epileptic. I urge you, if you find yourself in a hopeless situation, please keep searching because hope and health are too important to dismiss from a life.
If you are interested in this journey, the triggers I have found, the herbal protocols that have helped me, or the nutritional paths I have followed, please contact me at email@example.com for more information. Or sign up for my “A Natural Approach to Epilepsy” class, which is taking place at the Colorado School of Clinical Herbalism, Saturday, January 23rd from 10:00AM to 12:00 PM