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Recently you've become aware that something
is wrong. Even though you're only forty-one
you are beginning to wonder if the symptoms
you've been experiencing more frequently over
the past several years might be the beginnings
of menopause. The more you read about it the
more you seem to fit the pattern. But you
are only forty-one. This can't be, it's nonsense,
and you tell yourself. You're too young for
menopause. "No forty-one year old woman
goes through menopause! Do they?" A sinking,
sick feeling swells up in your stomach. You
feel helpless, angry and unable to make these
changes stop.
And lately you're wondering why you've become
so nasty with everyone. It's really not your
husband's fault but it's so easy to take everything
out on him. "Am I turning into a bitch?"
Certainly your husband thinks so. You ask
yourself "Do I really love him?"
"Well of course you do," you say
to yourself in a convincing tone. Yet deep
inside you know that he wonders if you really
do. After all, you have become less and less
inclined to turn him on. "It hurts me
now," you rationalize.
"Is something wrong with me? you ask
yourself out loud. You answer "Of course
there is, something has died inside."
You are obsessed with a single thought "Why
does the thought of making love turn me off?"
You are afraid to say it out loud but all
corners of your mind keep shouting "Your
libido is dead! Your sex drive is zero, zip,
nauta!" And that makes you feel even
more guilty. "I can't remember the last
time I really got excited with him, or anyone
for that matter." "Do I really care,"
as he contends, "if I ever make love
again?" "And that crack he made
about me being as dry as cheese, lately --
the nerve."
"This isn't happening to me" you
reassure yourself as you reach for a magazine
to fan yourself. It's easy to keep repressing
the symptoms, but harder to deny that this
is happening to you. You keep telling yourself
that you are too young. You are increasingly
worried about how to deal with the physical
and hormonal changes that are surfacing almost
daily. The hot flashes, the night sweats are
increasing in frequency. And at a deeper level
the emotional pressures keep mounting. You're
scared by thoughts too painful to vocalize.
Your ego keeps saying "Your youthfulness
is over" or "Your womanhood is also
over." "My body is beginning to
crumble and he notices it. Ah ha! That's why
the subject of divorce came up again last
Tuesday."
"It must be the wrinkles or the hair
that's getting thinner." Everyone has
noticed. It's easy to understand why you're
depressed and so miserable. Your libido is
at low tide, your wrinkles are becoming impossible
to hide, and your scalp now shows through
your hair. And try as you may you can't stop
the progression. You are unable to control
the changes going on in your body. Just when
you think you have your dry skin under control,
your dentist tells you that your gums are
receding! As you walk out of his office you
are cursing under your breath "Damn it,
what else can go wrong?"
Driving home you discover that you can't
control the crying. You feel trapped, desperate
and unable to change the direction your life
is going. "This out-of-control feeling
is maddening, depressing, and unreal!"
Sound familiar? If it does you are probably
suffering peri-menopausal symptoms, if you
are not already in menopause. The discomfort
of blinding hot flashes, drenching night sweats,
receding gums or the couch-collapsing fatigue
typical of menopause are enough to drive most
women to seek professional help. It's at this
point that most women call their local medical
monopolist for advice and counsel. And they
soon discover that all roads lead to Premarin.
You are quickly convinced that the advice
provided by your local medical monopolist
was right. By the second day you feel decidedly
more calm, more in control and the night sweat
you experienced last night was very short
lived. You didn't even have to change gowns.
In the days and weeks that follow you find
that are adjusting well. You are soon much
calmer, more in control. You discover that
you enjoy turning him on again. Since you've
been on the Premarin you discover there's
no more trouble with lubrication and the vaginal
inflammation you've had for the past several
years finally seems to be clearing up. No
more bleeding with intercourse.
But things don't remain blessed very long.
Beginning about the second month you begin
to notice that some rather unpleasant side
effects are beginning to appear. Your breasts
are now so tender you can hardly stand to
touch them. You are gaining weight and beginning
to experience bloating, sometimes terrible.
There is now a strange and different kind
of tension in your body. And the thoughts
keep creeping back into your mind that something
is terribly wrong with this approach. You
talk with girlfriends who are experiencing
similar problems. They encourage you, you
encourage them and you all decide to "hang
in there." In desperation you finally
return to your medical monopolist and have
the prescription changed and perhaps he prescribes
Provera for you now since your periods are
still coming. And sure enough you once again
find some relief. But like before this relief
is not without the appearance of new side
effects.
Months go buy and slowly turn into years.
The misery you experience is growing. You
seek other advice from other members of the
medical monopoly and their advice is virtually
the same. The process repeats itself over
and over. You are told in no uncertain terms
that "Premarin is doing its job."
Many women are told "Don't worry, we
have many other forms of estrogen that can
end your suffering." "Be patient,
dear."
But, you know what? That doesn't happen for
the majority of women. The suffering goes
on month after month, becoming worse with
time, and finally ending in desperate searches
for any kind of lasting relief. Most discover
the false promises of monopoly medicine and
become terribly resentful of their physicians.
Many grow to see them as quacks and charlatans
with little regard for the well being of their
patients. And through it all a bloody fortune
flows from your hands to theirs.
Millions of women inadvertently play their
part in supporting the drug cartel and its
government-protected monopoly. Many wake up
and finally come to realize that the drug
companies own congress. Many feel despair
on discovering that organized medicine is
the most powerful, and certainly the richest
monopoly in the Western Hemisphere, if not
the world. Some learn to live their lives
with the consequences. Some give up and quit
taking the stuff. And some become infuriated
that they were duped into taking horse urine!
"This 'synthetic hormone'-- Premarin
-- is horse urine? Are you kidding me?"
Yes. It is a conjugated estrogen derived from
the urine of pregnant mares kept under totally
inhumane conditions. These poor horses are
kept tied in one spot so that the catheters
inserted into their bladders capture their
urine. They are not allowed to walk around
outside or anything. Their whole life is spent
in that small, cramped stall pissing through
a tube and being artificially inseminated
time and time again to maintain a virtually
continuous pregnancy. And their offspring
share a similar fate. "Well no wonder
I wasn't getting better." "The thought
of that just makes me sick."
But you don't have to be in menopause to
suffer catastrophic bloating, anxious tension
that leaves everyone around you on edge or
emotional and physical fatigue. The symptoms
of perimenopause and many of the symptoms
of much younger women suffering from PMS can
be just as severe and disturbing. Many families
are destroyed by the mercurial mood swings.
Even the children in such families are sensitive
to your feelings of being unable to control
the many changes occurring monthly in your
body. You grow aware that everyone runs for
cover when your time approaches.
And you are one of the lucky ones. Several
of your girlfriends found out too late that
they have cancer. That's when their friendly
medical monopolist suddenly takes them off
of Premarin. They discover to their mortal
chagrin that estrogen causes cancer. "Estrogen
causes cancer? Then why didn't you tell me
that before you put me on Premarin?"
your friends ask. That's when their friendly
medical monopolist politely informs them that
this was disclosed in the package insert.
He goes on to say "Chemotherapy and radiation
are highly effective with this form of cancer."
"I am going to schedule you for complete
body scans so that we can proceed immediately
with chemotherapy."
Most women on Premarin are not aware that
estrogens definitely cause cancer. And most
women are also not aware that it would be
malpractice to let these unfortunate ones
stay on Premarin or any form of estrogen once
they get cancer. But guess what? Your friend,
the so-called "friendly medical monopolist"
knew all along that estrogen causes cancer.
So did the CEO of the drug company that makes
the stuff. And to add insult to injury, both
of these individuals know full well that there
are no medical indications for estrogens.
But you nor your girlfriends were ever told
that.
Now your girlfriends are in real trouble.
Sure they have pretty skin once again but
who wants to show it off from the bottom of
a casket?
Is something funny going on here? Perhaps
you, too, are asking if my friendly medical
monopolist knew from the beginning that Premarin
definitely causes cancer and other debilitating
diseases, why in the name of God did he put
me and my girlfriends on the stuff in the
first place?
If you doubt what I'm saying then get in
your car and drive over to Borders, or Barnes
and Noble or any other book store and look
in the Physician's Desk Reference under Premarin.
You'll find thirteen or more pages outlining
all of the problems, side effects and diseases
caused by Premarin, the number one prescribed
form of estrogen. You will discover that you
are at an increased risk for uterine cancer
from the Premarin and that this risk increases
dramatically if you have managed to stay on
this drug for more than a year. But it's not
only uterine cancer that you have to worry
about. There is estrogen-induced breast cancer,
cervical cancer, vaginal cancer, liver cancer
and if your bowels are not good and clean,
there's colorectal cancer to contend with
as well. But this last concern isn't mentioned.
Get any one of these forms of cancer and your
friendly medical monopolist rushes in to save
your life. He now takes you off your synthetic
hormones cold turkey. And that's when you
discover the thrill of crashing and burning.
But none of this is necessary. You don't
have to end up being swept under the carpet,
written off as terminal by your friendly medical
monopolists. No sir. There is a way to avoid
all of this.
What if I told you that all of this suffering
was unnecessary? What if I told you that each
week of your entire monthly cycle could be
calm, blissful and as smooth as silk? Chances
are you wouldn't believe it. But it's true.
Now you can avoid those nasty, family-shattering
mood swings. Now you can prevent your monthly
frustrations, bloating, tension, pain, and
digestive problems. Now you can escape once
and for all those blinding hot flashes and
night sweats; they are usually gone within
a week. Your arm can now rest from fanning
yourself with a magazine. All symptoms of
PMS are gone within a few days. Menstrual
problems disappear. Hard to believe isn't
it.
Your hair will stop falling out. Your jumbled
nerves will quickly settle down and you will
find that you are no longer agitated, but
calm. No more dry vagina. No more runaway
emotions. No more feeling out of control,
unable to stop the changes that are going
on in your body. And the wrinkling slows to
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and all around you will notice that your sad
face is fading and your smiley face emerging.
Your anger seems to melt into oblivion just
as our nervousness does. Triggers just don't
seem to set you off now. And you discover
that during your swollen time of the month
you can still get into your favorite dress
shoes; the water retention is gone. You realize
there is no need to change your wardrobe selections
to accommodate the bloating; it simply isn't
there.
The hot flashes are a thing of the past.
Good riddance. Your stylist comments that
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