BVT for MS: Dancing with Bees
As man and his world deteriorate progressively each day, the bees build and produce without respite as they have been doing for the past 60 million years. I spent two years in a wheelchair due to (I am convinced) an invisible neurotoxin invented by mankind: my dental fillings containing mercury. Since the beginning of my illness (multiple sclerosis, diagnosed in 1999), I have never taken a single chemical medication, and progressively, slowly but surely, one beautiful day, apitherapy succeeded in lifting me from my wheelchair, on June 6, 2006.
For the last year and a half, I have been blessing my bees each day and anxiously awaiting the 20 stings they lavish upon me twice a week. Add to that honey, pollen, and propolis diluted in a large glass of water that I drink each morning upon awakening. I can easily have access to my bees through two holes that are located in the panel of my mini-hive. Nature never lies! I tried all of the imaginable natural therapies possible without one ever having succeeded in stimulating the strength and optimism that the bees have inspired in me.
After the first three months of my treatment, my physical state worsened to the point that I spent 48 hours suffering from vomiting, diarrhea, and body aches. After this, progress was slow but steady. To further promote the positive effects of apitherapy, a therapeutic hive was recently started with the help of my doctor and a beekeeper friend. These confined bees are nourished by a pocket of honey that has been flavored by the essential oils of my treatment. My first session with this special venom started on September 29, 2006; we are awaiting the results.
Twice a week I open the entry to the hive so that my bees may make a cleansing flight. Then, at nightfall, I close the hive. Eventually, special chromatographic and electrophoresis testing will be done to determine if the composition of the venom has undergone modifications.
Conscious from the beginning of traveling a long and difficult road with this alternative treatment, I can now measure the results. Nature is grand!
I have written a longer account of my experience, as one would write a journal, in order to help others. The book will be dedicated to my fellow sufferers of MS, in the hopes that it will give them the strength to fight this disease. Contained in the book is a picture of a bee gathering nectar from a beautiful flower while I take my first tentative steps with the help of crutches: this is the symbol of life and the newfound hope I have, thanks to holistic, or green, medicine. Ten small steps for me and one big step for all those who believe in nature and its benefits. It represents the victory of true solidarity, the interdependence among minerals, plants, animals, and humans.
- Maryse Pioch-Prades
Vias plage, France
January 07, 2009