Celery....it's not just rabbit food.

jalexander7795
Jun 16, 2017
2 min read

I discovered through juicing that celery has been one of the most powerful anti-inflammatory foods, it starves off unproductive bacteria, yeast, mold, fungus, and viruses. Every time I would drink it I would feel the toxins in my digestive tract and liver leaving my body. I know because I would have to run to the bathroom after drinking it. And it wasn’t an actual bowel movement, it was sludge that I expelled. I am sure you’re thinking, eeewwww! But, trust me, we ALL have toxic build up, there is no way to avoid it in this environment.

Celery juice is the most powerful way to alkalize the gut. Mainly because celery is high in bioactive sodium. Celery has enzymes and coenzymes, and it raises hydrochloric acid in the stomach so that food digests with ease and doesn’t putrefy.

I was also able to stop taking probiotics. I was dependent on them for years. If I didn’t take them I would end up with even more nasty candida flare ups. Celery helps good bacteria thrive.

Celery improved my kidney function, helped restore my adrenals, and even brought ease to my mind by changing my habitual thought patterns of negativity. The mineral salts would feed my electrical system in such a way that I even noticed my eyes would see more clearly after drinking it. Celery has helped me with symptoms of ADHD and brain fog. I can feel my brain getting a washing after drinking celery juice. When I had migraines, I would drink 42 oz. of celery juice throughout the day on an empty stomach and my headaches would miraculously disappear.

Since I am still fairly sensitive with foods in restaurants, I prepare myself by drinking a huge 22oz. jar of celery juice about an hour before the meal and it helps my stomach digest the items far better than if I had not consumed it. I know because I have tested it over and over.

I started drinking 16 oz. a day 9 months ago and these are the symptoms that have improved or gone away:

ADHD – 80% better

Lyme Disease – 100% better

Pelvic inflammatory disease – 95% better

Obsessive Compulsive tendencies – 100% better

Hypoglycemia – 100% better

Adrenal Fatigue – 95% better

Anxiety – 80% better

Kidney stones – 100% better

Chronic fatigue – 100% better

Chronic pain – 80% better

Depression – 100% better

Hypo thyroid – 100% better

Yeast infections – 100% better

Mold exposure – 100% better

Viral infections – 100% better

Ammonia Permeability – 100% better

Intestinal spasms – 95% better

Low hydrochloric acid – 90% better

Sluggish liver -100% better

Joint pain – 100% better

Blurry eyes – 100% better

Chronic dehydration – 100% better

Candida – 100% better

Food sensitivities – 70% better

Leg cramps – 100% better

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Am I still the sick girl since I have been all my life?

Or am a Phoenix rising from the ashes of of hellish torture?

Fortunately I am choosing the Phoenix.....I always wanted to fly.....so here goes.

Age 33 was lovely......divorced, bankrupt and losing both my homes, while I worked my ass off. None of this was due to be being lazy. I worked 5 jobs to try to get our mortgages paid through the recession. Basically I allowed men to live off of me during those years for money. I chose to take it so I knew what I was doing. Somehow I thought they would return the love. I was buying LOVE.

I bought over $100,000 worth of love from a man and ended up with nothing. No voice, no power, no money, no kids, no husband, no dreams. Too many dreams had left....I was a shell of woman with only despair and everyone looking at me like I am an idiot since I bailed him out of all his debt while I worked for it.

Realizing at age 33 my soul was crushed in ways I couldn't even imagine. My dreams ran out and no way to take care of myself since my health problems were escalating and the economy was horrible at the time. No apology, no love....just despair and health issues spiraling out of control.

34- Met the love of my life! But before I knew it I was ripping him to shreds in my head on our first date. Like every woman does if the guy is too nice. Most women I know anyway.

A loud voice screamed in my head at the dinner table "Just shut the hell up and enjoy your dinner! He just drove your butt all the way up to Seattle to your favorite restaurant....just enjoy the company and be polite."

At that point I submitted and said ok I will just ditch him after dinner, but have fun in meantime.

Once he kissed me it was all over......I love this man so much my heart aches all the time with love for him. This is the true love I had always been searching for. Seeing him as a Father to his boys made me fall even more in love with him.

This man has truly helped me find the way to me. The real Jessica without sickness. The girl always hiding her true self only showing what she thought others wanted to see to make them happy. Never realizing in the end she was always left unhappy and none came to rescue her like she did for so many others.

So then I turned 38 and spent well over $100,000 to get pregnant or adopt. It was a shit show how that all went down. Anyone who knows me knows this was impossible. Hardly able to keep my body up at this point as the pain was increasing big time daily. I was beyond desperate but just kept doing what I always do...acted my way into saying I am fine. I would sob through the day and night silently from pain.....never ending physical pain. I would beg God to help me. My pain grew so intense I would have no other choice than to sit there for hours paralyzed by pain.

I will never forget the news of being diagnosed with Lyme Disease. Hit me so hard....silently plotting my suicide. That's what my Dad did so may as well follow....his chronic pain ate him alive. He was in so much physical pain he couldn’t function.

But once my doctor calmed me down I felt better thinking well at least I have insurance to cover it. I finally after 38 years of pain know WHY!

Ya no such luck. Insurance doesn't cover that disease and don't forget this is the disease that makes you look crazy and people will accuse you of faking it. Awesome......now what?!

And.....that's when I took matters into my own hands.

I was so far down the hole of despair at that point all I could see was black. Black sticky tar.....dragging my body through it. Screaming at me to keep moving because if I stop moving I won't be able to get back up.

I knew suicide was not the answer. My Mom already lived through my Dad's suicide....can't do that to her.

Walking up all night never having sleep taught me just how much I needed to love myself. I sobbed for hours and days and days sobbing out all the trauma to let this shit go once and for all. I had no clue how much my body held onto trauma.

All my organs had shut down and i dropped to 98 pounds. All the doctors told me to make sure and eat even when it was coming out the same way it went in. Didn't matter what I ate it I was unable to digest anything. At this point i had none who could help me....but me.

I chose LIFE

I chose LIGHT

I chose to rise like the PHOENIX

I slowly started to see myself for who I really was.....a scared girl too afraid to show herself. Not the bitch I made myself out to be.

This blog is about my path and the many crazy ways I learned to heal when I took matter into my own hands to become my own Doctor.

JA WITH love

Celery....it's not just rabbit food.

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