ARTHRITIS BEATEN TODAY: A VERY PERSONAL HISTORY-THE MILLS OF ARTHRITIS GRIND SLOWLY… BUT THEY GRIND EXCEEDING SMALL
Returning home, I assessed the damages. Now I could relax and let my knees go without medication to try to evaluate their condition. The extended time of strenuous use during vacation had taken its toll. Stairs were more difficult to climb, and getting up from a low sofa was almost impossible.
I had no regrets about the trip. Even without the abuse, my arthritis would have continued to worsen, and I speculated that it had been my last chance ever to enjoy an experience like that anyway.
I knew where my ailment would take me. I was, eventually, destined to end up in a wheelchair. Or at the very least I’d need knee replacement surgery, which was not generally very successful in those days. Despite my long experience as the owner and director of a hospital as well as several clinics, I’ve never been fond of surgery.
… but they grind exceeding small-After the vacation I was careful to treat my knees gently, and despite the severe effects of that experience, further deterioration did not occur at an abnormally fast rate. It was constantly evident, slowly grinding away at my knees, but not extreme. Just the usual relentless progression of an ordinary osteoarthritis case. I decided to go back to work at what I loved most: medical research. No strenuous activity needed there.
My work as director of the San Diego Clinic Immunological Centre has been the most rewarding I’ve ever experienced. How could it possibly be otherwise at a facility dedicated to the research and development of products and treatments for ailments for which no current therapy is yet known. And I took advantage of that personally, relentlessly urging more and more research on arthritis. True I had my own interests at stake, but it wasn’t hard to justify our efforts, either, not with well over forty million Americans suffering the pain and crippling effects of rheumatoid and osteoarthritis.
Then one day it happened. An obscure little three page article in a pharmaceutical journal was discovered by our researchers. It described investigations made at the US Government National Institutes of Health (NIH) about 25 years earlier. An injectable substance called cetylmyristoleate seemed to possess both preventive and curative properties for laboratory rats with induced arthritis.
We had our doubts. It would surely seem that anything that really worked would have come to light a lot sooner than 25 years. On the other hand, knowing how government agencies like the NIH operate, finding that some important discovery had been buried for a hundred years would not be too surprising.
We decided to give it a try. As interested as I was in treating my own problems, I was even more interested in seeing if it had any benefits when administered orally. After all, it would be far easier to make an oral product available to the millions who need it than make it necessary for them to get prescriptions for an injectable. So I tried taking the foul tasting oil orally. The results: nothing spectacular, but I definitely saw a bit of improvement. Enough to encourage us to develop a product that did work in capsule form for oral administration.
When I took the product that we had developed on our own, which is called CMO, it was like a miracle. I experienced an improvement of about 80% in just a couple of days. Upon repeating the CMO several days later, it was almost like I’d never had arthritis at all. I couldn’t believe that my knees, which had been devoid of cartilage and grinding bone on bone for about six years, were now working painlessly and almost perfectly. I could still feel a bit of clicking in my right knee as I walked. And I would get a shot of pain if I twisted a knee joint. But that was heaven compared to what I had been suffering.
Stairs are still a problem for my right knee. Because of the erosion of the bones over the years, they just don’t work quite right on the stairs. However, normal flat walking is just fine, and inclined ramps are no longer a problem. I’ve enjoyed over two and a half years now with no problems and no need for further treatment or medication of any kind. It has set me free sexually as well. Frankly, it has turned my whole life around. I’m no longer a cripple!
It was such a joy, just being able to enjoy a pain-free walk along the beach, or an extended walk through the shopping mall again.
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