And don't even talk to me about thimerasol or Squalene....
http://tinyurl.com/yh5lyda

You have to ask a question to get an answer So what are the problems?
What is your worst health problem?
And the next 2 or so down?
I do'nt blame you for being afraid of MD's.
I don't worship them either.
I have the phobia too and some medical background.
I can at least give you some options.
But I have no idea waht you want to know.
I myself, get what I need, it seems, so far.
With minial MD contact for sure.
I hae a medical doctor who is unconventinlal and alternative as well as medical.
He has a license.
I also have a licensed shrink who helps me with prescriptions sometimes. And
many MD frinds who I don't bother about health issues  because they are stuck in
insurance insanity. My sister is a lic pharmacist and works part time now. She
is retired.
-sd

--- In 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com, Mary Doe <marydoe16@...> wrote:
>
> Hi I joined this group some time ago and hade received no activity from it.  I
have some physical problems and am afraid to go to the doctor to find out about
them.  I have had bad experiences from doctors.  Can anyone share with me their
Experience strenth and hope in this matter.  Thank you   Mary
>

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-------------- Original message --------------
From: "Cheryl Hayduk" <cmh@...>

Hi Patty,

I think so.  No, there’s not a lot of traffic in this group, but sometimes some members speak up.  Not that it’s necessary, but you may want to post with more detail and maybe someone can relate and share their experience with a similar concern.

HTH,

Cheryl

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From: 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com [mailto:000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of afraidinmt
Sent: Thursday, July 17, 2008 3:50 PM
To: 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [000-Fear-Of-Doctors] is this the group for me

Doesn't look like there's much going on in this group, but there are a
lot of members. I'm looking for support/advice dealing with an ongoing
issue (I think the medical community seriously harmed my life). Can
this group help?

Thanks, Patty

Doesn't look like there's much going on in this group, but there are a
lot of members. I'm looking for support/advice dealing with an ongoing
issue (I think the medical community seriously harmed my life). Can
this group help?

Thanks, Patty

Hello,
Doctor, Physician and Nurse jobs are available. Interested candidates
can visit the link below.

http://www.thejobsfind.com/doctorjobs


Regards,
Warren

You were never ever alllloowed to be treated by a reliative ever. He
should have lost his license the first time. And would have if I'd
have known about it. The audacity! The abuse!
And you know it.
I guess you came from and survived a family of idiots.
Jungle monkeys. Well I did too. It's a fact. But things were
different, the details.
I fear doctors for other reasons. I fear their ingnorance and lack of
attention to details as wel as their insolence, callousness, lack of
empathy and respect toward patients. And I dont fear them as much as
I want to kill them sometimes. I don't go to them other than for
convenience. AS in rather than smuggle my drugs from Mexico I po get
them legally. With a prescription.
If there is a condition I need hlep with I do have some doctor
friends and I now how to pick outa doctor who will know things that I
do not know. ITis not personal. When my thyroid acted up I did not
know the ropes. I researched and went to a doc who gueded me. Now my
shrink gives me my Rx for my thyroid. No moere blood tests for it
howerver. Antibiotics instead of shots can be goten from a veterinary
feed supply store for pennies on the dollar. ITis not even necessary
to go to a doctor for most probems. It is as easy as shipping at a 7-
11. Antibitic pills cost 50 cents each. And it is is legal.

--- In 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com, "rstein300"
<rstein300@...> wrote:
>
> My grandfather was the family doctor and he gave shots for
> everything! This happened on a regular basis from when I was 3
until
> 13. The entire family would gather 'round to watch while I screamed
> bloody murder. If I ever got sick, I worried to death that my
> grandfather would be called. I begged my mother not to call him
> because I knew I might get a shot. This is also true for the
routine
> injections that I got during these ages.
>
> Once, I was at a friend's house playing and my mother called on the
> phone. She asked me to come home because she had a surprise for me.
> When I got home, I heard someone say "Here he is."   I was very
> excited as I saw my mom and a few relatives in the kitchen all
> laughing. One of them said "Come here Timmy, we have something for
> you." I entered the kitchen only to find my grandfather boiling
> water, sterilizing a needle!!! I immediately panicked because I
knew
> what that meant. My happiness turned to tears and I began to cry
> hysterically. "No please!!!  I don't want a shot!  Please mommy!!!"
>
> Several relatives grabbed me and walked me into the living room
> toward the couch. Laughingly, they said "Come on Timmy, it's just a
> shot." They all laid me down on the couch and held me flat on my
> stomach. One of them started unbuttoning my pants as the others
held
> my arms and legs. I was crying hysterically as I felt my pants and
> underwear being pulled down to my knees.
>
> One of them yelled to my grandfather "Are you almost ready… he's on
> the couch" He'd yell back "Just hold him there. I'm almost done." I
> was crying like crazy as I laid there helplessly, begging them not
> to give me the shot. They all kind of laughed and said "It'll be
> okay Timmy. It'll be over real soon. You have to get this shot."  I
> remember laying there crying hysterically for at least 10 minutes,
> knowing my grandfather would come in any moment.
>
> Suddenly, my grandfather would walk in holding a tray and set it
> down on the end table.  My mother, aunt, grandmother, and cousin
> were holding me down with my pants pulled all the way to my knees,
> as I continued to cry, Tears were flying everywhere. All I could
> feel where many hands holding every part of my body as I laid there
> with my butt exposed, terrified of what was about to happen.
>
> From the corner of my eye I saw my grandfather walk into the living
> room holding a tray. He placed it down on the end table. I'll never
> forget that strong smell of the alcohol. That smell alone made me
> cringe.
>
>
>
> I knew I was very close to feeling that dreadful needle. As I
> continued to freak out, I'd suddenly feel the cold, wet alcohol
> being swabbed on my butt. I knew it was getting closer and I
> struggled even harder. But the harder I struggled, the harder they
> all held me. Everybody was laughing and cracking jokes as I laid
> there in panic. This was my last and final moment for I knew that
> after the alcohol, came the needle.
>
> From the corner of my eye, I saw my grandfather pick up the needle.
> All I could think about was how much it was going to hurt when he
> jabbed that thick needle into me; the sting of the needle, followed
> by the burning pain as he pushed it deep into my butt. I knew the
> needle would hurt like a bitch and then my muscle would be on fire
> from the medicine.
>
> My grandfather was now out of view and I was shrieking even more. I
> knew it was coming any moment. I had been through this before and
> they always did it the same way. My mother started rubbing my head
> and said "I'm sorry honey. I know it's gonna hurt but you have to
> have it."
>
> Together, my mother, aunt, grandmother, and cousin all started
> counting to three - verrrry slowly.
>
> Now I was in total panic because I knew at three, came the needle.
> So verrrry slowly, they all joined together and started……
>
> one………   .Two……….   THREE!!!!
>
> OWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!! OW!!!  OW!!!  OW!!!!
>
> I felt the entire 2 inch needle go deep into my butt and I will
> NEVER forget it. It burned like crazy and kept getting worse every
> second.
>
> As he slowly injected the medicine, I screamed and cried like a
> madman, begging them to stop. They all just kept smiling and
> laughing as the medicine burned away. I heard someone say "I bet
> that hurts." I felt every bit of the medicine burn as it went into
> me. My butt was on fire and I was helpless to move. On and on I
> could feel the ugly stinging of the medicine as it entered me. It
> was always a large dose back then and it took a long time to
inject.
> My butt just kept burning and burning and I became hoarse from
> screaming.
>
>  "You're doing good Timmy. Just a little bit more," I would hear
> someone say.
>
> OWWWW!!!!!  STOP!!!!!  IT HURTS!!!!!!!!  STOP IT!!!!!!!
>
> Suddenly, he would yank the needle out and I'd scream real hard.
> Even that hurt!  The whole thing was horrible and it lasted a long
> time. I laid there crying for like 15 minutes afterwards as my
> mother comforted me.
>
> I was hysterical and all they did was laugh and make fun of me! My
> butt continued to hurt even after the shot was finished. I'd
finally
> get the guts to get off the couch and pull up my pants and walk
away
> crying and limp to my room. I didn't talk to anyone after that. I
> remember laying on my bed with my butt hurting real bad. I once
> looked at where I got the shot and it was a big red inflamed mark
> where the needle went in. Even that scared me to death!
>
> Another bad part was waking up in the morning and still having a
> sore butt. Not only was it painful but embarrassing. I had to face
> all these people the next day and listen to them goof about it.
What
> made it even worse was, a few days later, when I met my friend
> again, he said he heard I got a needle when I left his house. It
> seems that my brother told all of my friends what happened. It was
> embarrassing to know that they all knew what happened.
>
> For the next few days, every time I walked I cringed in pain. It
was
> like I just got the shot and it was days later!!!
>
> I got shots, one way or another, a few times each year. All of them
> were in my butt because that's what my grandfather insisted. He
used
> a large glass syringe and a needle that had to be boiled in water.
> All the shots I got back then hurt like hell but no one seemed to
> care. It didn't really matter how much I screamed or resisted. I
was
> getting it no matter what. I never knew when I would come home and
> find a needle waiting. Trust me; you NEVER want your relative being
> your doctor. I never saw him as my grandfather. I saw him as
someone
> to fear if he felt I needed a shot.
>
> If you had any similar experiences I would love to hear about it.
> Most of my childhood, was in terror over possibly getting a shot
> without warning. It has affected me to this day. I'm curious to
know
> if anyone else has had anything similar happen? Please email me at
> rstein2@..., if you'd like.
>

My grandfather was the family doctor and he gave shots for
everything! This happened on a regular basis from when I was 3 until
13. The entire family would gather 'round to watch while I screamed
bloody murder. If I ever got sick, I worried to death that my
grandfather would be called. I begged my mother not to call him
because I knew I might get a shot. This is also true for the routine
injections that I got during these ages.

Once, I was at a friend's house playing and my mother called on the
phone. She asked me to come home because she had a surprise for me.
When I got home, I heard someone say "Here he is."   I was very
excited as I saw my mom and a few relatives in the kitchen all
laughing. One of them said "Come here Timmy, we have something for
you." I entered the kitchen only to find my grandfather boiling
water, sterilizing a needle!!! I immediately panicked because I knew
what that meant. My happiness turned to tears and I began to cry
hysterically. "No please!!!  I don't want a shot!  Please mommy!!!"

Several relatives grabbed me and walked me into the living room
toward the couch. Laughingly, they said "Come on Timmy, it's just a
shot." They all laid me down on the couch and held me flat on my
stomach. One of them started unbuttoning my pants as the others held
my arms and legs. I was crying hysterically as I felt my pants and
underwear being pulled down to my knees.

One of them yelled to my grandfather "Are you almost ready… he's on
the couch" He'd yell back "Just hold him there. I'm almost done." I
was crying like crazy as I laid there helplessly, begging them not
to give me the shot. They all kind of laughed and said "It'll be
okay Timmy. It'll be over real soon. You have to get this shot."  I
remember laying there crying hysterically for at least 10 minutes,
knowing my grandfather would come in any moment.

Suddenly, my grandfather would walk in holding a tray and set it
down on the end table.  My mother, aunt, grandmother, and cousin
were holding me down with my pants pulled all the way to my knees,
as I continued to cry, Tears were flying everywhere. All I could
feel where many hands holding every part of my body as I laid there
with my butt exposed, terrified of what was about to happen.

From the corner of my eye I saw my grandfather walk into the living
room holding a tray. He placed it down on the end table. I'll never
forget that strong smell of the alcohol. That smell alone made me
cringe.



I knew I was very close to feeling that dreadful needle. As I
continued to freak out, I'd suddenly feel the cold, wet alcohol
being swabbed on my butt. I knew it was getting closer and I
struggled even harder. But the harder I struggled, the harder they
all held me. Everybody was laughing and cracking jokes as I laid
there in panic. This was my last and final moment for I knew that
after the alcohol, came the needle.

From the corner of my eye, I saw my grandfather pick up the needle.
All I could think about was how much it was going to hurt when he
jabbed that thick needle into me; the sting of the needle, followed
by the burning pain as he pushed it deep into my butt. I knew the
needle would hurt like a bitch and then my muscle would be on fire
from the medicine.

My grandfather was now out of view and I was shrieking even more. I
knew it was coming any moment. I had been through this before and
they always did it the same way. My mother started rubbing my head
and said "I'm sorry honey. I know it's gonna hurt but you have to
have it."

Together, my mother, aunt, grandmother, and cousin all started
counting to three - verrrry slowly.

Now I was in total panic because I knew at three, came the needle.
So verrrry slowly, they all joined together and started……

one………   .Two……….   THREE!!!!

OWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!! OW!!!  OW!!!  OW!!!!

I felt the entire 2 inch needle go deep into my butt and I will
NEVER forget it. It burned like crazy and kept getting worse every
second.

As he slowly injected the medicine, I screamed and cried like a
madman, begging them to stop. They all just kept smiling and
laughing as the medicine burned away. I heard someone say "I bet
that hurts." I felt every bit of the medicine burn as it went into
me. My butt was on fire and I was helpless to move. On and on I
could feel the ugly stinging of the medicine as it entered me. It
was always a large dose back then and it took a long time to inject.
My butt just kept burning and burning and I became hoarse from
screaming.

  "You're doing good Timmy. Just a little bit more," I would hear
someone say.

OWWWW!!!!!  STOP!!!!!  IT HURTS!!!!!!!!  STOP IT!!!!!!!

Suddenly, he would yank the needle out and I'd scream real hard.
Even that hurt!  The whole thing was horrible and it lasted a long
time. I laid there crying for like 15 minutes afterwards as my
mother comforted me.

I was hysterical and all they did was laugh and make fun of me! My
butt continued to hurt even after the shot was finished. I'd finally
get the guts to get off the couch and pull up my pants and walk away
crying and limp to my room. I didn't talk to anyone after that. I
remember laying on my bed with my butt hurting real bad. I once
looked at where I got the shot and it was a big red inflamed mark
where the needle went in. Even that scared me to death!

Another bad part was waking up in the morning and still having a
sore butt. Not only was it painful but embarrassing. I had to face
all these people the next day and listen to them goof about it. What
made it even worse was, a few days later, when I met my friend
again, he said he heard I got a needle when I left his house. It
seems that my brother told all of my friends what happened. It was
embarrassing to know that they all knew what happened.

For the next few days, every time I walked I cringed in pain. It was
like I just got the shot and it was days later!!!

I got shots, one way or another, a few times each year. All of them
were in my butt because that's what my grandfather insisted. He used
a large glass syringe and a needle that had to be boiled in water.
All the shots I got back then hurt like hell but no one seemed to
care. It didn't really matter how much I screamed or resisted. I was
getting it no matter what. I never knew when I would come home and
find a needle waiting. Trust me; you NEVER want your relative being
your doctor. I never saw him as my grandfather. I saw him as someone
to fear if he felt I needed a shot.

If you had any similar experiences I would love to hear about it.
Most of my childhood, was in terror over possibly getting a shot
without warning. It has affected me to this day. I'm curious to know
if anyone else has had anything similar happen? Please email me at
rstein2@..., if you'd like.

I'm 55. Who was the doctor? Is he still doing it?
Where did all this take place?
On a farm or something?
We had docs that did house calls too.
Nobody EVER entered our kitchen to do anything.
It was unheard of. Everything was in a bag, ready to go. I don't
remember if theyy were glas syringes or disposable. Maybe some of
both. But things went into sterilizers at an office or lab counter
somwhere. Nothing got boiled in a house.
Where did all this take place? On a farm or something?
And making a kid sit around wiout his pants on is not believable.
Did you not have a parent?
Did you not have pants?
Nope I don't beleive it.
Nope.
-sd

--- In 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com, Tim Naughton
<rstein300@...> wrote:
>
> Im 50 and the it was normal for doctors to do that back then...
>
>   Tim
>
> suedarn <suedarn@...> wrote:
>           No. How old are you?
> It sounds like either you are making it up or the doctor was a
freak or
> a pervert.
>
> --- In 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com, "rstein300"
<rstein300@>
> wrote:
> >
> > When I was growing up, the doctor always boiled the entire
syringe in
> > water for awhile; and during this time, I had to lay on the couch
with
> > my pants down, waiting terrified, until he was done...all this
time
> > was the smell of alcohol in the air and I was flipping out...
> >
> > Does anyone else have stories form the times where you had to wait
> > until everything was boiled in water to sterilize the shot?
> >
>
>
>
>
>
>
> ---------------------------------
> Be a better friend, newshound, and know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile.
Try it now.
>

No. How old are you?
It sounds like either you are making it up or the doctor was a freak or
a pervert.

--- In 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com, "rstein300" <rstein300@...>
wrote:
>
> When I was growing up, the doctor always boiled the entire syringe in
> water for awhile; and during this time, I had to lay on the couch with
> my pants down, waiting terrified, until he was done...all this time
> was the smell of alcohol in the air and I was flipping out...
>
> Does anyone else have stories form the times where you had to wait
> until everything was boiled in water to sterilize the shot?
>

No. How old are you?
It sounds like either you are making it up or the doctor was a freak or
a pervert.


--- In 000-Fear-Of-Doctors@yahoogroups.com, "rstein300" <rstein300@...>
wrote:
>
> When I was growing up, the doctor always boiled the entire syringe in
> water for awhile; and during this time, I had to lay on the couch with
> my pants down, waiting terrified, until he was done...all this time
> was the smell of alcohol in the air and I was flipping out...
>
> Does anyone else have stories form the times where you had to wait
> until everything was boiled in water to sterilize the shot?
>

When I was growing up, the doctor always boiled the entire syringe in
water for awhile; and during this time, I had to lay on the couch with
my pants down, waiting terrified, until he was done...all this time
was the smell of alcohol in the air and I was flipping out...

Does anyone else have stories form the times where you had to wait
until everything was boiled in water to sterilize the shot?

Doctors, Physicians and Nurses Required.
http://www.thecsjobs.com/DoctorJobs

Ok, this is going to sound pathetic and stupid, but I have been
suffering with a few medical problems over the past 5 months and havent
been in to see a dr because i'm so afraid of what they'll say or find.
The scariest part, and the part thats killing me inside is the fact
that i have 2 young boys, who are the loves of my life. I'm a single
father and neither them nor myself have anyone else to really take care
of us. So, i'm torn between the fear of going in, and the fear and
guilt of losing them if something terrible was to be diagnosed.
Heres my problems medically. Apx 5 months ago, I stopped smoking
because I couldnt seem to stop the congestion i had in my right lung.
And on top of that, I had some pains in my back, of which I have always
had a problem with over the years. Anyways, to make a long story short
without trying to leave anything out, I stooped smoking, but the
congestion never went away, I get short of breath just playing with the
boys etc, and my back pain that is up near the shoulder blade/ spine/
neck area never really goes away either, and has actually turned into
lack of balance and strength on my total right side from my right arm
down to my leg(some days worse than others), and i actualy have what
appear to be weird convulsions in my right arm, that last for apx 2
minutes. This has happened apx 7-8 times in the past 3 months, and
shakes profusely down my right arm, from shoulder blade to hand. Once
it stops, my right hand feels tingly for a few minutes and my arm turns
slightly weak for a day or so, but never really gets truely better.
Its extremely hard for me to have any real control while typing this
with my right hand. I have no real control, my arm is kinda numb and I
can feel like some kind of nerves jumping or tingling inside.
I cannot sleep on my right side due to the congestion in my right
chest. I have been using a ephedrine inhaler for asthsma when I first
get, up which seems to help clear out my lung well enough to breath,
and i also use it a few times a day to help me get through the day. I'm
not one who can easily spit up phlegm, but whenever I do, there has
never been any traces of blood. Its always clear as day. I have no
blood in my urine, or stools either.
I dont know what to do. I know i'm suffering each day, and whatever it
is is getting worse, but having no medical ins at this time and being
as fearful as I am, I need some support. I do have a friend flying in
from out of state the second week in sept, to talk to me and give me
support, tell me everything will be ok, and go in with me to see a dr.
She will be able to stay here as well, in case I need someone to help
with my kids.
Any prayers, comments, or suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
Kevin

Ok, this is going to sound pathetic and stupid, but I have been
suffering with a few medical problems over the past 5 months and havent
been in to see a dr because i'm so afraid of what they'll say or find.
The scariest part, and the part thats killing me inside is the fact
that i have 2 young boys, who are the loves of my life. I'm a single
father and neither them nor myself have anyone else to really take care
of us. So, i'm torn between the fear of going in, and the fear and
guilt of losing them if something terrible was to be diagnosed.
Heres my problems medically. Apx 5 months ago, I stopped smoking
because I couldnt seem to stop the congestion i had in my right lung.
And on top of that, I had some pains in my back, of which I have always
had a problem with over the years. Anyways, to make a long story short
without trying to leave anything out, I stooped smoking, but the
congestion never went away, I get short of breath just playing with the
boys etc, and my back pain that is up near the shoulder blade/ spine/
neck area never really goes away either, and has actually turned into
lack of balance and strength on my total right side from my right arm
down to my leg(some days worse than others), and i actualy have what
appear to be weird convulsions in my right arm, that last for apx 2
minutes. This has happened apx 7-8 times in the past 3 months, and
shakes profusely down my right arm, from shoulder blade to hand. Once
it stops, my right hand feels tingly for a few minutes and my arm turns
slightly weak for a day or so, but never really gets truely better.
Its extremely hard for me to have any real control while typing this
with my right hand. I have no real control, my arm is kinda numb and I
can feel like some kind of nerves jumping or tingling inside.
I cannot sleep on my right side due to the congestion in my right
chest. I have been using a ephedrine inhaler for asthsma when I first
get, up which seems to help clear out my lung well enough to breath,
and i also use it a few times a day to help me get through the day. I'm
not one who can easily spit up phlegm, but whenever I do, there has
never been any traces of blood. Its always clear as day. I have no
blood in my urine, or stools either.
I dont know what to do. I know i'm suffering each day, and whatever it
is is getting worse, but having no medical ins at this time and being
as fearful as I am, I need some support. I do have a friend flying in
from out of state the second week in sept, to talk to me and give me
support, tell me everything will be ok, and go in with me to see a dr.
She will be able to stay here as well, in case I need someone to help
with my kids.
Any prayers, comments, or suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
Kevin

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Ok, this is going to sound pathetic and stupid, but I have been
suffering with a few medical problems over the past 5 months and havent
been in to see a dr because i'm so afraid of what they'll say or find.
The scariest part, and the part thats killing me inside is the fact
that i have 2 young boys, who are the loves of my life. I'm a single
father and neither them nor myself have anyone else to really take care
of us. So, i'm torn between the fear of going in, and the fear and
guilt of losing them if something terrible was to be diagnosed.
Heres my problems medically. Apx 5 months ago, I stopped smoking
because I couldnt seem to stop the congestion i had in my right lung.
And on top of that, I had some pains in my back, of which I have always
had a problem with over the years. Anyways, to make a long story short
without trying to leave anything out, I stooped smoking, but the
congestion never went away, I get short of breath just playing with the
boys etc, and my back pain that is up near the shoulder blade/ spine/
neck area never really goes away either, and has actually turned into
lack of balance and strength on my total right side from my right arm
down to my leg(some days worse than others), and i actualy have what
appear to be weird convulsions in my right arm, that last for apx 2
minutes. This has happened apx 7-8 times in the past 3 months, and
shakes profusely down my right arm, from shoulder blade to hand. Once
it stops, my right hand feels tingly for a few minutes and my arm turns
slightly weak for a day or so, but never really gets truely better.
Its extremely hard for me to have any real control while typing this
with my right hand. I have no real control, my arm is kinda numb and I
can feel like some kind of nerves jumping or tingling inside.
I cannot sleep on my right side due to the congestion in my right
chest. I have been using a ephedrine inhaler for asthsma when I first
get, up which seems to help clear out my lung well enough to breath,
and i also use it a few times a day to help me get through the day. I'm
not one who can easily spit up phlegm, but whenever I do, there has
never been any traces of blood. Its always clear as day. I have no
blood in my urine, or stools either.
I dont know what to do. I know i'm suffering each day, and whatever it
is is getting worse, but having no medical ins at this time and being
as fearful as I am, I need some support. I do have a friend flying in
from out of state the second week in sept, to talk to me and give me
support, tell me everything will be ok, and go in with me to see a dr.
She will be able to stay here as well, in case I need someone to help
with my kids.
Any prayers, comments, or suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
Kevin

I have a daughter of five years she has bronchial asthma, she has a
persistent cough with phlegm and besides she has a problem with her
heart that is why I leave her to use the inhalator that produces her
tachycardia. I tried for every where to save her and I decided to use
natural products ASTEXPECT and those have excellent results since she
started the treatment with asteracea flour she seems to be better and
it is notable now she can sleep better and quiet her behavior is
better like a normal girl she runs with her other friends and she
feels better.

If you are allergic to dust dogs then you suffer from Allergies Type
1, also called Contact Allergies. You can be allergic to dander,
saliva, or urine. Pet hair itself does not product allergic reactions
in individual, but the dog dander that will stick to the dog hair will.

The allergy producing proteins called allergens are products in the
dogs skin.read more
on....http://www.articlesforall.net/health/allergies/help-i-am-allergic-to-puppi\
es.php

Regards,
Stephanie

Hi, everybody,

Thanks for allowing me to join and nice to meet all of you!
I was going to write and introduce myself a bit until I came across
something a friend emailed me that I want to pass along--The FDA is
about to make nutritional supplements inaccessible and there are only
8 days left to take action to stop it.

Sincerely,
Adam H.

Scott Darby <darby700@...> wrote:

     Date: Sun, 20 May 2007 23:37:23 -0700 (PDT)
     To: "Adam R. Huckins" <oakland_baseball@...>

     The FDA is about to promulgate* a rule whereby all natural
supplements and substances, including water in some cases,  will
become regulated drugs which you will be able to obtain only by
prescription from an allopathic doctor
     (an M. D.)   Your right to treat yourself, take what you want when
you want,
     to control your own body in this way will be violated.

     http://www.wnd.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=55403

     This is quite an emergency.  We need to call our Congresspersons
and Senators
     quickly to stop this--and it absolutely has to be stopped.  FDA
also has a comment period until May 29; the phone number is
1-800-216-7331.
     The case docket number is 2006D-0480; it should be mentioned when
calling.
     There is also a comment form at:


http://www.accessdata.fda.gov/scripts/oc/dockets/comments/COMMENTSMain.CFM?EC_DO\
CUMENT_ID=1451&SUBTYP=CONTINUE&CID=&AGENCY=FDA

     All individual choice and natural treatment options will be gone
if this rule goes into
     effect.  The supplement industry that millions depend on for
natural health options
     will go out of business almost overnight.
     The supplements available then will only be ones made by
pharmaceutical
     companies, and will likely be of extremely poor quality.

     Phone numbers for your Reps. and Senators and the President are below,
     or you can get them at at www.house.gov ,  www.senate.gov , and
     www. whitehouse.gov

     Even if the rule goes into effect, Congress can pass a law
     overturning it at any time, so it's still very much worth
contacting your
     representatives in Washington.


     Call YOUR Congressman
     at 866 340-9281
     1-800-833-6354
     1-877-762-8762
     1-866-808-0065
     1-888-355-3588
     1-866-220-0044
     NOW!

     Call THE President
     at 202 456-1111
     NOW!
     Find Your Elected Officials and
     send a message from this web page:
     http://capwiz.com/jbs/home/


     Sample letter or email to Congress:

     The FDA is about to promulgate* a rule whereby all natural
supplements and substances, including water in some cases,  will
become regulated drugs which we will be able to obtain only by
prescription from an allopathic doctor
     (an M. D.)   Our right to treat ourselves, take what we want when
we want, to control our own body in this way will be violated.

     This is quite an emergency, and it absolutely has to be stopped.
     The case docket number is 2006D-0480

     All individual choice and natural treatment options will be gone
if this rule goes into effect.  The supplement industry that millions
depend on for natural health options will go out of business almost
overnight.
     The supplements available then will only be ones made by
pharmaceutical companies, and will likely be of extremely poor quality.

     Even if the rule goes into effect, Congress can pass a law
     overturning it at any time.  I ask that you introduce legislation
to stop the FDA from doing this, now or ever.

     Sincerely,
     (your name)



     *Promulgation (of executive branch rules): an unconstitutional
process where Congress long ago illegally delegated its lawmaking
power to executive branch agencies, such as the FDA, which issue
regulations having the force of law.

     The legislative power was granted to Congress in the Constitution,
not the Executive Branch, which the FDA is a part of. Congress should
make its OWN "comment" to the FDA!

the doctor tells me its called panic attacks, and he is trying with
deep breathing excercises to help me so far i feel nothing different

the doctor tells me its called panic attacks, and he is trying with
deep breathing excercises to help me so far i feel nothing different

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