Hi there! I’m Stella, and I’m excited to share my journey with you. For most of my life, I’ve battled with eczema. What started as a mild annoyance in childhood evolved into a severe struggle as I entered adulthood. For nearly a decade, I felt trapped by my condition, searching desperately for relief.

My quest for healing led me down countless paths. I became a regular at doctor’s offices, dermatologists, and allergists. Steroid creams were my constant companions, but I also ventured into unconventional territories. From electric pens and acupuncture to cupping and expensive spider gels, I tried it all. I even explored natural remedies like kukui oil and African shea butter, and dabbled in Eastern herbs. In moments of desperation, I found myself wrapped in sweat suits, submerged in hot bathtubs, and yes, even slathering my skin with Crisco oil at a doctor’s suggestion. My mother forced me to receive prayers from countless pastors. I’ve also had roommates nightly tie my hands to my bed frame inside these anti-scratch padded gloves from hospitals. Madness.

The journey wasn’t easy. Over the years, the steroid creams thinned my skin, which made it easier to develop wounds and crack. The pain and disillusionment I experienced were beyond overwhelming at times. Living in New York City during my twenties, I pushed my body to its limits with crazy work schedules, social events, and poor nutrition. My eczema worsened, particularly on my hands and ankles, making even simple tasks like washing my hands painful. My ankles had swollen up and started weeping (clear puss), which was basically an open wound around my entire ankle. I essentially had no skin over part of my ankle and I had to wrap it every day and night with cloth strips. I was even hospitalized overnight once because I couldn’t walk since any movement was painful. 

There were moments when I felt utterly hopeless, believing this was just my lot in life. I was waiting for modern science to develop a cure, but how long would I have to wait? I ignored my condition for years, focusing only on getting through each day. Looking back, I was so ashamed of how bad it got that I never told anyone. I learned to cover up my skin in any season and to hide my hands so as to not draw attention from stray eyes at work. I had to hide in plain sight. 

But then, something unexpected happened. A colleague introduced me to the Medical Medium, and it changed everything. At first, I was highly skeptical. How could juicing celery and using food as medicine make a difference when nothing else had? It seemed odd and too good to be true. In retrospect, I think I was afraid to heal naturally, because that meant I had to change my lifestyle habits and I didn’t want to give that up. 

Months passed, and my colleague gently reminded me again. One night, feeling desperate yet open to new possibilities, I decided to take a look at the Medical Medium’s Instagram account. What I saw left me speechless. Countless before-and-after photos showed dramatic skin transformations. A glimmer of hope ignited within me – could there really be another way?

That spark of hope led me to purchase the celery juice book, marking the first step on my healing journey. It took time, immense patience (for myself), and persistence, but gradually, I embraced this new approach to health. In November 2020, I fully committed to the Medical Medium cleanses for a few months. By January 2021, I transitioned to a clean, healthy eating lifestyle. The skin over my ankle has been flare up free since then! It is truly the miracle I’ve been praying to God for each night. 

Now, I want to share this with you. If you’re feeling skeptical or downtrodden, I completely understand. I’ve been there too. But I want you to know that there is hope. There is another way. Let this mantra resonate with you as it has with me: “I am capable of immense healing. I am healing. I am healed.”

While it’s not always possible to eat 100% clean, especially in social situations, I’ve found that coming back is key. As long as I return to clean eating, my body responds positively. This journey has taught me that healing is possible, even when it seems out of reach.

It’s my hope that by sharing my story, I can inspire you to explore new possibilities for your own health and well-being. Remember, your healing journey is unique to you, but you’re not alone in this. Together, we can discover the power of natural healing and transform our lives, one step at a time. No matter where you are in your journey, know that there’s always room for hope and positive change.