Avoiding surgery


Every day I am faced with a patient or a conversation where surgery is a hot topic – like surgery has become the new “I’m just going out for coffee” – day surgery, local surgery, cosmetic procedures, major surgery, surgery with a 50/50 chance you will not survive, even surgery where your heart needs to stop for them to operate. And every single time, the patient is sagely told “It is your only/best option. There is nothing else we can do. We have tried EVERYTHING.”

Unless, you have made every single effort to find other options, and not left it up to someone else, you have NOT tried everything.

I’ve had parents of patients publicly attack me because I have not only talked their adult child out of surgery but found an alternative that has eradicated the health issue for which they were having the operation. How dare I take away their boasting rights for their child to ‘need’ that surgery.


I’ve had a medical doctor take out a full page in our local paper just to slander me and scare other patients away from me – why? Because I managed to get a patient out of shock treatment and off disability benefits by finding alternatives.

I’ve had too many patients who were dying on their treatment programs (read: 9 different scheduled drugs with an endless list of evident side effects leaving them unable to function as humans) who were now completely free of the drugs and the sickness, talked back into them by egotistical doctors who say I have somehow duped them into a placebo cure and it’s only a matter of time before they fall apart, so they blindly get back onto it.


I’ve even had patients refuse to see me any more because even though I helped them sort out their health issue (remember, the TGA forbids me from ever saying I ‘cured’ anyone) their doctor reminded them I didn’t offer a diagnosis or reason for the original ill health, so I hadn’t done my job.

Today’s headline-making news story brought me to tears and that’s not an easy task.


It reminded me of a weightloss patient who’d had her entire lower bowel bypassed in a ‘groundbreaking’ medical procedure. She was a professional (actually matron of a hospital) and I had known her long before this procedure took place. Okay, so she carried a few extra kilos but coming from the north of England, she lived on a stodgy diet of Yorkshire pudding, toad-in-the-hole, bangers and mash, cakes and puddings – and she was married to a pig farmer. Her ‘diet’ – to a naturopath, was atrocious. She was such a lovely lady – sensitive and delicate and such a hard worker.

By the time she became my patient she was skeletal, her skin was paper thin and you could see her blood vessels. Under her eyes, collapsed skin was dark grey. Her teeth and bones were crumbling, her hair and nails were dry and brittle. Even trying to give her acupuncture was a task in itself because she had no spare flesh in which to needle. She could not eat regular food at all (sound similar to the new wave of lap banding?) and was possibly the worst case of malnourishment I have ever seen with my own eyes – including 3rd world nations.

The surgeon died not long after he’d performed his magic – which had never been done before. He also had not kept adequate notes or told anyone it could not be reversed. Of course the long list of diagnoses unfolded as she succumbed to deficiencies – but not one put down to the surgery. By her mid 40s she was a very old, fragile woman.

I’ve also seen cases where children have bowel re-sectioning – one Occupational Therapist who lived at the nurses quarters with us during our training told us a horrific story, made all the more sad because it was her own. As a child she had suffered basic constipation. Not one doctor ever told her mother to alter her diet. By her teens she had little large intestine left – and yet she still ate rubbish. Small amounts albeit, but just rubbish. “Oh, I can’t eat salad or raw food because I can’t digest it.” But you can digest that cake and cream?


One long weekend, a patient called me in severe distress. This guy had endured surgery after surgery after a botched-job and negligence meant he lost a limb after contracting meningitis. He was mortally afraid of needles, doctors, even disinfectant made him freak out. He had found a testicular lump and had gone straight to the doctor, who had said it was most likely a tumour due to the size and would need a biopsy and possible excision on the following Tuesday. I had 3 days! His needle phobia meant I could not use acupuncture, but I was able to use auricular acupressure by way of taping a small steel pellet to the corresponding point on his ear in the hope it would stimulate the region. I also made up some homoeopathic drops to burst the lump if it was a cyst (the doctor had not even mentioned the possibility of a hydrocele) or shrink it if it was a tumour. I did not think I had sufficient time to make a real difference but he had nothing to lose. By the Tuesday, he had an ultrasound and the offending lump was nowhere to be found. He went on to father children and even some 20 years later has not had a recurrence. Yet the wise doctor had spoken about the possibility of radical (complete) removal, infertility and impotence. He found it ethical to talk about these awful prospects yet not once did he mention alternatives?

I’ve also lost count of the number of small children brought to me as a last resort (usually is) where they were scheduled for bowel surgery and a life of embarrassment and suffering thanks to a colostomy bag. Not one of them had the surgery – not one of them needed it. One little boy, after a vaccination, developed intussusception (where the bowel periscopes into itself, mostly in chubby little boys) and was airlifted to the city for surgery.

The known cause of this is reaction to MMRV/rotavirus vaccination but more has been spent on trying to prove it’s not the cause, rather than finding an alternative.

I managed to get some homœopathic drops for intussusception to the parents just as they were leaving – and thankfully they administered it all the way. He never needed the surgery as the issue had ‘corrected itself’ by the time they arrived. After-effects of this particular surgery have left many men with serious health issues – or death before they have the chance to reach adulthood.


The same with ovarian or bowel cysts – there are MANY homœopathic treatments that can dissolve/absorb them back into the body without side effects or recurrence.

Yet most will never try it.

Unless you have changed your diet, and tried every OTHER modality (as in the myriad other medicine types), you HAVEN’T tried everything. Of course emergencies are emergencies but quite often, this surgery is elective – and that gives you time to try everything else…
















Author: Chrysalis

Sharing the truth in health care with the public - especially those in nations where it is illegal to know the truth, for those who cannot afford health care, and for those who, through chronic illness or terminal disease are desperate to know the truth. And I will use any means necessary to do so. This has cost me dearly over the years - legally, professionally, financially and personally - but each time I feel as though it's not work it, I find I HAVE to keep going. After the recent loss of our adored son in law through medical negligence, I vowed to never give up the fight that I began in orthodox medicine, then as a naturopath seeing proof that there are answers outside of medicine, outside of surgery, toxic chemicals and big pharma's control - and when my daughter almost died through medical error. It's easy for some sectors of the community to dismiss someone who walked away from orthodox medicine. It's also easy for them to dismiss anyone who has qualifications in alternative medicine, regardless of how many lives they have saved - and regardless of whether most of those lives were failed by orthodoxy. Yet spend years in between, working in medical/pharma research and really get the inside story and then watch the worms come out of the woodwork. It's an interesting conundrum to see just how people who on the surface appear to be intellectual and reasonable, all of a sudden shoot off the Richter scale of common sense - after all, there is no way on earth someone who has a sound knowledge of facts, could possibly, actually know something they don't. Regardless of how my peers see me, I will spend the rest of my life getting the truth out there. It's astounding how much free time some of these poor excuses of humanity have, and how they believe they are discovering some amazing new thing with their hard hitting 'journalism' - imagine if all that effort could actually go into something decent and worthwhile.

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