How To Cure Candida-Yeast Infections

Dear Health-Conscious Friend,

You CAN get better: I know this may be difficult to believe, especially if you've been sick for a long time. Good health is such a basic thing, one that people take for granted until they don’t have it. About 7 years ago, my health was the worst of anyone’s I knew, and like you I was desperate for answers.

I had never been the healthiest person out there, but my health really took a nosedive the last two years of college. It was the absolute worst timing. Just when I needed to be able to focus and make the grade, I was having so many health problems that I was constantly teetering on the edge of a total burnout.

Between repeated bouts of pneumonia and bronchitis, fatigue, restlessness and total “brain fog” that zapped my concentration… I was completely miserable, day in and day out. On top of all that, there were the skin issues. Red, itchy rashes would appear all over my body, especially on my forehead, hands and chest/abdomen.

I felt horrible all the time and antibiotics the doctors would prescribe over and over would only help for a little while before the symptoms came rushing back. If it wasn’t antibiotics, it would be some synthetic drug and it would either not help at all, or I’d have an allergic reaction that made me feel even worse!

My grades suffered. I mean, how could I even try to focus on my classes when just breathing was a chore most days? I did the best I could, but it was a struggle and there were plenty of times that I had to drag myself into exams while feeling so horrible that I could barely make it from one class to the next. It wasn’t that I couldn’t learn or didn’t know how to do the work, it was that I was just too sick to function! I could not process the information because I was too spaced out. At times I didn't even know where I was. 

Somehow I still managed to get good enough grades to pass, though looking back I’m amazed that I was able to drag myself to classes like that, and even more amazed that some of my teachers and classmates put up with my constant illnesses (I was *not* a favorite partner for group projects).

When graduation time finally rolled around, I was excited at first, but sure enough I came down with a case of bronchitis a few days before the ceremony. By the time the actual date of the ceremony arrived, I was feeling horrible yet again. I almost didn’t go, but my parents had invited relatives from out of town and everyone wanted to be there for my big day and to see me march. So, despite the fact that I was feeling worse and worse, I made myself get dressed and go take my place with the other honorees.

It was the worst day of my life. The graduation hall was too hot and I was coughing almost from the start of the ceremony. Now if you’ve ever had or heard someone with bronchitis, you know what an awful, nasty wet-sounding cough that is.

And there I was right in the middle of the entire graduating class, in front of hundreds of other people, coughing so loudly that the speaker had to stop talking until there was a pause in the noise! It went on for 2 or 3 hours, and by the end of it I was feeling like I was going to faint. Everyone else was celebrating and savoring the day, while all I wanted was to go home and crawl in bed ( to put it lightly).

I had never been so humiliated in all my life. And what’s worse, I couldn’t shake the idea that this was the kind of life I was going to have (how could I hope to get a job if I couldn’t even make it through a graduation ceremony?!) and nothing could change that. I was absolutely sick of being sick and at that point I decided I didn’t want to live anymore because if this...