William Hitt Center

While I waited and waited and waited, I just kept getting progressively weaker. I couldn't climb stairs, then I couldn't walk far, then I couldn't walk without a walker, then I couldn't walk at all...etc.

I have a friend who was in a situation of serious health problems who received a miracle treatment from a place called the William Hitt Center. So I researched. They treat a wide variety of illnesses with a wide variety of treatments. They use everything from chelation to ozone therapy to amino acid therapy, even urine therapy. So we called. And Dr. Treat-All sounded extremely positive that they could do something. He suggested that we get out there ASAP. HOPE! So, we bought 3 plane tickets to San Diego, renewed passports, the parents took 3 weeks off work and away we went.

The trip was hard. My parents had to essentially carry me across the country, then across the Mexican border every day. Dr. Treat-All told me that the adrenal glands weren't working properly, my thyroid was under-active and that I had an elevated C-reactive protein, which indicated some type of inflammation in the body, probably the heart. They recommended 14 days of ozone therapy to kill anything foreign in the body and a urine therapy regimen to increase my body's immune system.

So--14 grueling days of crossing the border, being lifted in and out of vans, 14 IV pricks, daily shots and lots of money later, I see no improvement. As a matter of fact, I just kept getting weaker and weaker.

A very ill, very disillusioned Jess traveled back to Alabama, unsure of what to do next. The untimely death of a friend's daughter (her heart just suddenly stopped one night), scared the parents a lot. So, I returned to my family practice doctor and asked for help. He admitted me to the hospital for diagnostic testing...again. Hell on earth. No diagnosis.