"Breast Implants: From Hell to Healing"

Click the image below to learn about the book I just finished. A book written by another sick woman, Donna Townes & publishes in 1997. Hopefully this is something I can do one day soon - in order to spread the word and also help other sick women find hope & answers. I got chills & tears in my eyes as I read page 57 - it sounded like she was writing about ME...about my memory loss, brain fog, and dream-like trance state that I was in for so long. It felt terrible to know someone else felt so impaired - but gave me a sense of relief that someone else understands. I would like to talk to Donna..There is no contact info for Donna on her book, except for a P.O. Box from '97. I will try writing her - but if you know of her, please let me know. Maybe my website will reach her somehow.

"It is as if I were disembodied. I do not see as me. I do not hear as me. I do not feel as me. I AM NOT REAL ANYMORE.
This body moves, but I am not real. Perhaps the closest thing I can compare this state of being to in my life experience is when I was drugged after surgery and was allergic to the medication. I am somewhere out there, not real, not me; but, in the waves of autonomic dysfunction, I know that it is my body that is trying to die, and I fight to live.
A strange aura envelopes me. Perhaps it is like epilectics experience immediately prior to a grand mal seizure, but mind is unending. My ears ring..I rage against this horror!
To be out of control is unacceptable. I could never be happy drinking alcohol because of the diminished capacity it causes. Perhaps this feeling in my brain is spaced out, or drugged, or high; but not drunk because to be that far out on alcohol would be impossible. I would be unconscious first!!
My months have run together and melted into a nightmare from which there seems to be no waking. Some days it seems that I may shake off the chains of darkness and walk in the light again, but not yet. I sink once more into the abyss."