My testimony begins in 1958 when I was involved in a serious hit and run accident. It injured my spine severely and at the time, the doctors told me I should have surgery.
Three weeks from my wedding, and the surgery would involve one year in a body cast, I opted to go without surgery as long as I could. I was also advised not to get pregnant because of the injury.
Nine years and three pregnancies later, I awoke one morning to legs that could not move. I was hospitalized three months and acquired a rebuilt spine of grafted bone and stainless steel wire.
Prior to this time, I had experienced several surgeries on my legs for cardiovascular problems. During a lengthy hospital stay, I developed phlebitis and hematoma that covered from my left knee all across my abdomen and up to the bottom of my heart. Two more emergency surgeries were performed. At the end of three months I returned home to care for my three children. Due to this, my back never healed properly, and as the years progressed the pain got worse and arthritis began to set into my spine.
In 1977, I faced an immediate and complete hysterectomy due to several tumors in my ovaries. I was 38 years old! My body's reaction to this was violent, and I ended up being diagnosed as manic-depressive, and put on Lithium in combination with other tranquilizers and antidepressants for nine years. The results were devastating. I lost my hair, my job, and most of my sanity.
In 1989 I had to apply for disability as the pain and immobility made work impossible. I now had advanced osteoporosis. Chest pain was present most of the time and at times it was so severe it felt as though I was having a heart attack.
In 1991, the Lord called me to the mission field. I had been on anti-depressants for over 30 years. I thought the Lord was joking and put the thought aside. We were just completing the fifth year of my husband's prostate cancer battle. In the fall of that year, my husband died. In 1995, the call to the mission field came again and I was obedient.
In 1998, after four years of widowhood, I married a missionary I had met in 1996 during missionary training. At this time I was trying my best to ignore the pain and immobility.
In 1999, we came in contact with the Hallelujah Acres Diet and Lifestyle. We immediately started the Hallelujah diet. Healing began, but stopped abruptly when we went to the mission field and had no facilities to prepare our own food. My pain was constant now, and I would sometimes have to climb stairways practically on my hands and knees. I could not sleep, and was taking as many as 18 Excedrin a day.
I became very angry with God for not healing me. The Lord answered me very quietly saying "I have already shown you the way to healing." I knew immediately in my spirit that He was referring to the Hallelujah Diet I had previously been introduced to so I started back on the Hallelujah Diet that very day.
When I started the diet the pain in my body was almost intolerable and taking so many painkillers was tearing up my stomach and kidneys, but I had to continue taking them in order to be able to do the simplest of things. Arthritis was rampant in every bone in my body. The extreme pain in my chest from made breathing difficult. My headaches were of migraine level.
On February 19, 2000, we purchased our Champion juicer, and went totally vegan, following Dr. Malkmus' personal diet to the letter. After only 19 days, I had energy to spare and was sleeping like a baby and 60% of my bone and chest pain was gone. By May I was 85% free from all pain and was able to run upstairs with only small knee pain, and not even out of breath. I also discovered that the massive cysts in both breasts were gone.
After less than four months on the Hallelujah plan, I noticed the large cyst on the right side of my back, which had been the size of a hen's egg, was almost flat, and I was walking two miles a day at a fast pace and experiencing little pain.
By October 2000 I noticed that a precancerous lesion under my right eye, that had been there for many years was 90% gone, and today I can barely find it. By December 2000 the egg sized cyst on my back could not be found.