At age 27, Deborah Grison was in the prime of her life; pursuing the ultimate goal of becoming Dr. Grison. That was in 2000. By 2002, something was terribly wrong. Unexplained inflamed pain began in her hands, rendering her unable to write or type for two months. All of this during graduate school. The pain would eventually relapse and remit.
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The off and on again pain led to muscle atrophy on her right side. Additional complications lay in wait for 10 years. In 2012, Deborah woke up to such excruciating pain that she could not walk. “It felt like someone was stabbing me with a butcher knife and an ice pick at the same time!,” she recalled about that moment. She made her way to the doctor, crying hard and breathing heavy. Still no answers. “I thought I was going crazy. That, perhaps, I was conjuring these aches and pains in my mind.”
It was then, Deborah made a conscious, drastic, deliberate decision. “I decided to do something I had never done. I went to the grocery store and bought the greenest, darkest, and at that time, the nastiest thing I could find. That was KALE!”
That night she begrudgingly ate raw kale and with an attitude. However, the next morning for the first time in 12 years, she felt the blood in her legs and feet! “I knew there was something to this food thing.”
For the next 377 days, she changed her entire food landscape. Making peace with herself and reintroducing herself to her kitchen. “If it was fast, slick, quick, sweet, creamy, greasy or easy; or if it came in plastic, styrofoam or a brown bag, I didn’t touch it! Juicing became my “go to;” my health serum.”