 |  | Dear Friend, I remember a moment when I knew things had to change. I was only 38 years old, but my body felt 100. Every morning, I dreaded putting my feet on the floor because they were so stiff and painful. My fingers were swollen; three of them would not even bend. I could barely get around our house. My poor health put a strain on my family life. I felt like a burden, frustrated by not being able to meet the demands of motherhood. |  | The revelation? If things kept going this way, I would be unhappy, fat, and in pain, and my family would suffer. At the time, I was a literary agent who specialized in wellness books, working with some of the world's foremost experts in health and healing. I knew I could figure this out. I went to see a top New York City rheumatologist. I remember walking in a snowstorm to my appointment. Every step was painful, and I cried on the way there. He diagnosed me with sero-negative autoimmune arthritis. I didn't have rheumatoid arthritis, which was good news. However, according to him, if I didn't treat this degenerative disease with prescription drugs for the rest of my life, getting my liver checked in a clinic every 6 weeks for damage, the pain would worsen and my joints would eventually deform. |  | Those turned out to be the fighting words for me. Because of my job, I had read about so many approaches to health. Even if it were true that there were no other ways to treat this problem, I knew that, at the very least, there were things I could do to support my immune system and alleviate the harsh effects of the medication. I tried a lot of things: a trainer, who helped me learn how to exercise (not easy to swing financially), acupuncture, food elimination, and steroid shots. One doctor I saw ran some tests and discovered that I was low in certain nutrients. He explained that I could help my body reverse the autoimmune reaction through diet. He also said, "It is going to take your body some time to heal, but keep going." He was quietly confident that I could do this. It turned out I could. I took his advice, followed the diet, took some supplements, starting walking — and then running — and kept up a healthy diet. The unbelievable thing was that while my insurance company would have been willing to pay for a lifetime of prescription drugs, it would not reimburse me for omega-3 or vitamin D supplements, nor for green juice. But those things were part of how I healed. | | |  |  |
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