Dry cough: two different cases among my acquaintances

 

Case 1: Last night a friend told me that she has had a dry cough for 3 days that is making her desperate and asked me to help her.

I explained to her that a dry cough has 3 possible causes:

1. a strong fright, in which case the larynx is affected;

2. a negative shock, "I was left speechless", in which case the larynx is also affected;

The cough in both cases 1 and 2 is felt in the throat and not in the chest; syrups and sweet candies help until the tissue is repaired and the cough goes away on its own when the laryngeal mucosa has completed the repair process.

3. fear of losing territory or something in the territory (e.g. fear of losing home, child, partner, parent, job), in which case the bronchial mucosa in the lungs is affected. The cough is felt in the chest.

She confirmed that it is 100% found in case 2 and that sweet candies help her. She wanted to know how long it would last and what she had to do. I asked her to tell me what happened so I could tell her how long it would last :)

Here's the story: she works at a multinational company, at a secondary headquarters in a smaller city. 10 days ago she was asked to help recruit a new member in the department where she works, but at the main headquarters in a larger city. The recruited person will have basically the same duties as her. When she found out what the salary that person would have at the main headquarters, she was shocked, she was literally speechless. It was a substantially higher amount than she earns.

I explained to her that she has been in the healing phase since the cough started, that the tissue is recovering. If she has already had it for 3 days and the conflict lasted a week, she has 4 more days and that's it. All she needs to do is eat a candy every now and then, take a teaspoon of honey, whatever helps her and that's it. Otherwise, the larynx can handle itself :)

Case 2 dry cough: Another friend has 2 children, a boy of almost 7 years and a girl of about 5 years. 2 years ago, her father went abroad for work and since then the boy has a dry cough that does not go away under any circumstances. Talking to her, I found out that the children's father calls her every day and since the guy did not come to the children's party at Christmas, the boy coughs much worse, including at night. He was very attached to his father.

I explained to her that hers is case 3 - the child is afraid of losing his father. She gives him herbal and black radish syrups and does not help him at all. I told her that there is nothing she can do. The cough is not in her throat. She cannot help him and the fact that the guy calls every day or almost every day only makes the conflict recur because the boy remembers him and remembers that he is gone.

I advised her to talk to him openly or in her sleep. Until the guy comes home or until the child gets over the shock of him leaving home, the cough will persist, especially since it recurs every time she hears him on the phone.

Uterine Prolapse

 A 39-year-old friend recently received the news from her doctor that she is in menopause. She has an 8-year-old child and 6-year-old twins. After receiving this news, she began to suffer from what doctors call uterine "prolapse" and bladder prolapse, meaning that the vagina can no longer hold the uterus, which is starting to come out - she feels as if she has an egg in her vagina.

The allopathic explanation - during childbirth she probably suffered a muscle tear, being a natural birth. The solution that "awaits" her is the surgical installation of a mesh to support the internal organs, a solution full of risks and possible side effects. It is absurd considering that the birth was 6 years ago and the problems appeared recently, after receiving the news.

How I explain:

- the muscles are involved in devaluation conflicts, meaning "I am not able to physically perform this activity, the task, etc."

- since she has no pain, it means that it is the active conflict phase - the pain appears in the phase in which the muscles have recovered and the body checks whether the nerve endings are functional;

- since the problem appeared after the news of "menopause", her body reacts to the idea that "I am no longer able to support another pregnancy";

- what is happening now specifically? the muscles are weakened and soft because the body is now eliminating all the weak cells with the idea of ​​replacing them soon with stronger ones that will be able to support another pregnancy. After the process is completed, the pain will also appear (the body tests the nerve endings) and the muscles will be stronger.

Wasp sting and remedies

 

Country life - joy, fresh air but also conflicts sometimes, 2 simultaneously. A few days ago our child was stung on the sole by something, a bee or a wasp I guess, after the pain a wasp is more likely. He was with me in the garden, walking through the grass in his slippers and suddenly he screamed and complained that he was being stung.

At first I didn't really pay attention to him, but seeing that he insisted on screaming I put him in the wheelbarrow I was with and took him down the hill. There was only a small red dot on his skin. He whined for a while and then forgot. Overnight, however, his foot swelled up, about half as big as the other, he complained that it hurt, he was itching and it was also red and a little hot - the foot, not the whole child. This was in the morning because he slept well at night. No fever or other symptoms.

I gave him Apis mellifica CH7 made with pen and paper. CH12 was better, but I had already started taking it when I found out. I gave him about 6-7 doses every 15 minutes. After the second and third, he complained that it hurt more, so I deduced that it was working.

After the 4th/5th, he told me that he just ate it and it didn't hurt at all. But his leg was still very swollen. Just the paw, not the whole leg. The shoe was stuck in place and it embarrassed him a little.

I let him see how it evolved until the next day and in the morning it was just as swollen. No pain, with some itching and swelling. I thought then that it must be another conflict. The sting had passed, but the swelling remained.

I started researching and found out that the swelling came from a devaluation conflict. "I wanted to run away from the situation I was in and I couldn't". It also suited us. I gave a dose of Rescue Remedy a little late. Nothing happened until the next day. The leg was swollen until the afternoon and it went away on its own.

There's no point in panicking when you know about NMG. As a mother, you have to be strong...

Ah...and I got diarrhea again when I saw the swollen leg. This is what happens every time the child has something. I get diarrhea instantly, one round, on the toilet I think about what I have to do and that's it.

Good health to everyone!

Severe diarrhea and aloe poisoning

 

How I solved a complex problem for myself by combining my knowledge of NMG with that of homeopathy. Specifically - last night at around 10 pm I started to experience severe, explosive diarrhea, and some mucus. Until the morning and throughout the night I had about 6-7 very unpleasant episodes - I was in the bathroom for 15 minutes at a time, I didn't sleep much, I eliminated absolutely everything from my intestines, everything came out undigested, I think directly from the stomach because the acidity at the "exit" gave me some nasty stinging sensations. As bad as I felt, I had suffered from something more serious... I didn't know what... I had diarrhea before, but in a few minutes it was resolved.

Diarrhea = active conflict of toxic ingestion, either real or imaginary. For me it was REAL + IMAGINARY as I finally identified in the morning.

Since yesterday morning I have been staying with my parents in another city. I usually leave here with a cartload of conflicts and my first thought was to go over all the discussions from yesterday to see who and how upset me, what was toxic. NOTHING. We discussed a lot, absolutely civilly, so I couldn't identify anything no matter how much I racked my brains. In the meantime, the diarrhea was getting worse. During the night, my mother insisted on boiling some rice for me. I accepted for her sake, although I was convinced that it wouldn't help me. Anyway, by morning I had eliminated rice and everything. As for food, I hadn't eaten anything toxic, spoiled or at least I didn't remember anything that seemed suspicious to me.

At 6 o'clock I couldn't resist sitting in bed to think any longer and started searching through the homeopathy courses I had taken (http://cursuri.nextbyte.ro/course/index.php). It was strange that I couldn't find any toxic food and I didn't understand what was wrong with me, with such a seemingly simple problem.

I started reading with my constitutional remedy but it had nothing to do with my digestive problems. I then took all the remedies in order, alphabetically until I stopped at ALOE SOCOTRINA and here everything became clear and I knew in a second what I had suffered and what I had to do.

For those who don't know homeopathy, it works like this: homeopathic remedies are made, many of them, from poisonous plants. The ill states that the plant would give in material form are combated by the plant in its etheric state (i.e. by the homeopathic remedy). And I was intoxicated with ALOE SOCOTRINA in material form.

The night before, around 10 p.m., my father, insistent as he is about bragging about the natural remedies he uses, insisted that I taste a bottle of concentrated aloe with honey and red wine, made by him at home from potted aloe leaves. I tasted it out of politeness. The substance seemed horrible to me, my stomach turned inside out from it. He praised it, saying that it was wonderful for digestive problems. From there everything started...5-10 minutes later I was the first to go to the bathroom. But I had to think all night and read the homeopathy course to catch myself. It was an action of a few seconds.

What happened specifically - aloe for digestive problems is good - but I was a healthy person and the substance only caused me diarrhea = the real bite because I didn't need it, the body considered it toxic or unnecessary, I think it was more toxic considering the explosive effects. In addition, the nausea it caused me and my father's insistence constituted the imaginary bite.

What did I do specifically? I programmed with pen and paper a homeopathic remedy Aloe socotrina CH12 of which I took a dose every 10 minutes. The idea was that the homeopathic remedy would annihilate the real substance ingested that had harmed me. After about 3 doses the situation was improved quite well, after an hour I had almost no gas. I ate calmly and 6 hours have already passed and I have NOTHING left. Before that I would have already been to the bathroom at least 3 times.

Update (2 days later) - I had nothing else during the day or after that. The effect was the desired one, so the remedy was chosen correctly.

Good health to all!

What does an extinguished fire in the stove have to do with heartburn?

 

Strange title, right? Really, what connection could there be between the cold in the house, the cold stove and heartburn? There is, I tell you. 

Since every person is unique and perceives everything in their own unique way, here's how the connection is made in my case... 

This year is the second winter that we spend in the country, next to the stove, chopping wood, making a fire. We have a central stove that we can't heat to the brim, we can't fill it with too much wood because the pressure and temperature in it have to be constantly monitored, it's a mess and you can't leave it there alone to do its job and that's it. That's why it's harder to use at night - we should stay awake next to it. The day is ok, but overnight the fire goes out and sometimes it gets to 14 degrees in the house. The house is old, it loses heat everywhere. There are solutions, we are considering them, but the discussion here is different... 

And at night I still go to the bathroom, put the child to the potty, drink a glass of water, air out... all actions that involve getting out of bed in the cold. As soon as I wake up and know that I have to get out of bed, the heartburn starts instantly. Yes, immediately, regardless of what I ate that evening and other "immortal stories" that can be found on the internet as an explanation for these heartburns. Heartburns appear as a symptom of an ACTIVE conflict of anger, annoyance, irritation. I hold on as long as I hesitate to get out of bed, as long as I do my work around the house and as soon as my irritation passes I go back to bed in the warmth, in my thick woolen blanket. 

Without taking medication, without eating or drinking anything in particular... simply as soon as I am no longer annoyed by the situation, the heartburn goes away... on the spot. I've written about heartburn and similar cases I've been through - here. 

Good health to everyone and don't forget to study NMG while you're healthy!

The little one's birthday passed - we were left behind...full of conflicts

 

Last Sunday we celebrated the little one's birthday - with guests, with a fuss with the grandparents from Bacau, with the godparents & CO. We are not big fans of the tambalau, but for the little one we make an effort once a year - to feel like it was his birthday - an outdoor barbecue in our yard, a homemade diplomatic cake. The grandparents from Bacau were our guests for almost 3 days.

During the visit and after: the husband - 2 days of headaches, me - left tonsil pain and difficulty swallowing. After 3 days, I'm still fighting with them. But let's take them one by one...

Dad - the kind of man who knows everything, the way he has done in life and is doing it is the ideal way, he doesn't listen to what he is told but always tries to impose his monologue, he always has advice that fits like a glove and everything has to be done according to his model. Raised by a violent father, with a violent grandfather in the family, he took on the same parenting style with the right of life and death over the children.

While he was with us, he played his tape in front of my husband with his opinions and his way of doing things, a way that must be applied to us, the husband - the only one available to listen to him and who could not avoid him permanently. I hid with my mother in the kitchen and he remained the "victim". The result - 2 days in which he complained of continuous headaches. The explanation - he felt attacked because my father always told him about his personal achievements, about his "villa" in the country, he drove him crazy with the fact that we too had to follow the same pattern, to "build" a villa like his, to make a garden like his, an orchard like his, etc. etc.

And now me with my left amygdala. Saturday night I went into the bedroom to take some dry laundry, at which point I heard my father outside explaining to my husband that the yard had to be "secured", that a strong fence, barbed wire, etc. had to be "bumped" in. He was also making up a horror scenario in which someone, a thief of course with criminal intentions, would enter our yard, kill me, leave the little one in the house, take me I don't know where, I didn't understand how because I was already dead, I swear - I got so angry that, despite the continuous state of "respect" generated by the fear he had instilled in me with the belt over time, I shouted at him through the window and asked him if he wanted to leave us beaten. As for me... he stopped the horror scenario instantly. My husband got another round of headaches after this story.

And now the explanation - the tonsils refer to a "bite" that has been put in the mouth, but not yet swallowed; the left amygdala is associated with the desire to spit out an unwanted bite - it can be real or imagined; the inability to digest that bite, "I can't swallow this thing". The right amygdala - is the desire to receive a bite that is no longer coming. In the active conflict phase, the tonsils increase in volume to produce more saliva for the purpose of swallowing or spitting out the "bite". In the repair phase, the excess cells are broken down with the help of bacteria - the phase I am in now - I have some pus in my throat and I still swallow with some difficulty, but it is getting better.

Antibiotics in the breakdown phase only suppress the healing process, the tonsils sometimes remain enlarged.

So, good health to everyone and thank you, Dr. Hamer, wherever you are!

Terrible headache - long live asphalt paving!

 

For about 3 months now, "progress" has appeared on our side street. A project with European funds made by the former mayor of the village where I live has been approved, a "dedicated" asphalting project because the road passes by certain key personnel from that time in the town hall - mayor, secretary & CO.

We have been enduring chaos, dust and noise for some time even though we did not want asphalting, cars passing by at a much higher speed, there was no work for a month because the town hall had the funds blocked (also due to an illegality by the former mayor who abusively fired an employee) and now they have started again with fresh strength. They are working even on Sundays - on the day of the little one (which I will tell you about in an additional article) we had, in addition to music, guests, stone trucks and a cute compactor.

We would have been fine if it weren't for the over 30 cm layer of poured stone that presses against our fence and prevents us from leaving the yard. The city hall told us that the project cannot be changed, the road workers advised us to make a nice slope and manage. We are still doing well - at other neighbors the layer is almost 50 cm (in addition to the yard level) and there the road workers boldly specified that the public road is not of interest to people and they should start bringing their only car with earth nicely and raising the level of their yards.

We simply refused this option. We pushed the stone aside with a hoe and shovel, made our slope and left the yard. Last night, however, one of the road workers, extremely annoyed by our "deed", called the city hall for help. This, proudly represented by "Mr. Secretary" as he introduced himself (archivist-paperworker, I might add), puffed up like a turkey, posted himself at our gate and with an arrogant attitude of a multinational director, began to demand an account of us for the cruel act of destruction consisting in moving the stone from the road in front of our gate.

He found me at home alone. I went out to the fence and he got really angry at me, out of his way, how we allowed ourselves to ruin his road to get out of the yard. They say that during the asphalting we had to leave the car outside, at the intersection. We had to dream about this because no one bothered to notify us. He threatened to send us a summons for destruction the next day and I asked him to send it. Then I got angry and asked him if he was serious about leaving the car on the road and I asked him to tell me who was making the slope to get out of the yard - us or them? He started towards the car without answering me, I insisted that he did not answer my question at which point the husband who had just come from a neighbor's house also asked him.

The intervention seemed inappropriate to me from an individual responsible for the certificates at the city hall. However, I found out that his desperation and attitude stem from the fact that the asphalt must also reach him and if we put ourselves across, it will take longer until he also enjoys "progress". The attitude and the way we were treated, determined us to file a complaint with their superior institutions from which we were waiting for a response. Something must have happened in the meantime because in the morning the guy came to talk to us peacefully and tell us that they would find a solution to fix the problem...hm...where is the multinational director attitude from last night?

All well and good, but after he left I suddenly got a headache that made me want to scream. In the forehead area. It lasted all night until I went to bed and during the night I woke up and it hit me again when I remembered the conversation. It went away without pills, without anything...

The explanation - headache according to NMG means "I felt attacked". If it's in the back, I felt attacked from behind; if it's in the forehead, I felt attacked from the front (my case); if it's all over my head, I felt attacked strongly from all sides.

Good health to everyone and learn to know your body while you are still healthy because when you are sick, fear will not let you think freely,

Geo