At my first appointment with Dr. Upcott, her easy, accepting manner soothed me. I tried to settle myself, relax, and pay attention.
I couldn't say what our conversation was that first appointment. I remember only what she wrote down for me. I'd explained that my memory was leaky and undependable and she didn't mind making notes for me to take home.
Dr. Upcott gave me a tincture whose label reeled off a list of Latin names: Astragalus membranaceus, Bupleurum falcatum, Ganoderma lucidum, Ganoderma applanatum, Ganoderma tsugae, Lentinus edodes, Glycerrhiza glabra, Eleuthrococcus senticosis, Inonatus, obliquus, Grifola frodosa, Trametes versicolor, and Ascorbic acid.
I took a teaspoon of this vile tasting liquid when I got home and went to bed, exhausted from my trip. Within hours, I felt really sick, much worse than I had earlier. I hurt from the top of my head to the bottoms of my feet, and my face was hot and prickly, my lips were numb.
Dr. Upcott had cautioned me that as it began to work, I might experience die-off that might be uncomfortable. Okay, that was definitely happening.
I continued to take this Deep Immune tincture twice a day, and within a few days the pain and discomfort it set in motion was gone. Within a few weeks, the heat and stinging in my face became less intense and smaller in area, and eventually disappeared. And so did some of the bagginess under my eyes, as well as some of the dark shadows under them.
Apparently, my first visit was a success. I began to prepare for the ordeal of my second visit, already scheduled for the next month.
I was looking forward to it, as I hadn't looked forward to anything in a very long time.
[end of Part 2]
I spent 15 years losing the battle against CFS. Two years ago, I found treatment that worked for me, and now I am making a comeback.