Over Father’s Day weekend of 2001 we had a house full of company. That Friday, I started feeling flu-like symptoms of heavy eyes, decreased appetite, muscle soreness, weakness, and was running a low-grade fever. I typically ignored such minor deviations from health since I trusted my body to do what was best for it.
My family was visiting from Philadelphia and Cherry Hill and we were having a lovely weekend. I’m so glad that no one knew that I felt “blah”since this turned out to be the last Father’s Day that I would share with my parents.
Within a few hours of taking to my bed to rest, my temp went up to 104. I became so weak that I was barely able to get up. When I tried to stand, my equilibrium was off and I could barely walk straight. I still wasn’t overly concerned, but my darling wife was very upset.
I don’t have much recollection of the next few days aside from my temperature kept rising but I couldn’t. At the 105 degree point my wife was frantic and ready to call an ambulance. I wouldn’t let her. I still had faith in the healing abilities of my body.
Monday morning, he recorded my symptoms in detail. Not just the common symptoms seen with Lyme, but the totality of my specific symptom picture. Was I thirsty, restless, feeling hot, chilled, etc. He then prescribed a homeopathic remedy designed to help my body rally its’ defenses.
With a few repetitions of this first remedy, I felt better, but kept relapsing. Later that day, Dr. Fine prescribed a different remedy. I again felt better, but by Wednesday my temperature was back up to over 104. I still had no appetite, horrible chills, and debilitating vertigo that prevented me from getting out of bed (had I wanted to get up). My wife was even more frantic.
Around noon that day I spoke with Dr. Fine again and he prescribed a new remedy. He had been pondering my case and had a fresh take on my symptom manifestations. Well, I’ll tell you. Had I not already seen miraculous responses to homeopathic remedies, I would not have believed the changes that I felt.
I took the remedy and within moments I could feel some of the tension and heat leaving my body. When I felt my improvement stop, I redosed the remedy. Kind of like building a fire. No need to add fuel (wood and air) as long as the fire is growing.
Since then I have removed many ticks from myself but have never had a similar problem. Perhaps my immune system was strengthened by working through the dis-ease. Who knows? This sure would be a wonderful “side-effect”!
I owe a debt of gratitude to Dr. Howard Fine who both treated me and was a mentor of mine in my studies of homeopathy. Since then I have seen many patients diagnosed with Lyme disease, and in a future article I will share my experiences and thoughts about it.