About 3 weeks ago, I related to a co-worker (actually we work different shifts, but cross paths often) my story of how seizures from Aspartame ruined my professional life. (I was a driver) He confessed to me that he drank rather prodigious amounts of Diet Croak, and, yes, he had frequent headaches and soreness in his arms and shoulders. Thankfully, I was convincing enough to talk him into stopping his intake, at least for 2 weeks, and let me know what happens. I finally had my first chance to talk to him today. He admitted the headaches on the first two days were hellish (the dreaded chemical withdrawals) but, thank God, he stuck it out. Now he has no headaches or joint pain, and he thanked me profusely for telling him about this poison. In return, I made him promise to pass the word wherever he could.
I have to admit, as I type this, I’m on such an incredible natural high for improving somebody’s quality of life. It definitely makes the dozens of people I tell my horror story to well worth it!
As that old commercial says, “you tell two friends, and they’ll tell two friends, and so on, and so on.”