A few years ago, while surfing I came across an interesting article on Urine Therapy- and subsequently bought a book of the same name on Amazon. (I do not remember if the article was to do with alcohol abuse, but it is quite likely it was).
The book was very interesting and explained how your own urine can cure many ailments- by either applying it topically or drinking it. Well I balked a bit at that- I am very interested in natural cures but couldn't see myself drinking my urine will happily poison myself with 12 beers, but that is another story.
Anyway, a few weeks after reading the book I ran into a friend. He had had an accident a few months before, which led to a severe leg ulcer which wouldn't heal. (He was 70 at the time). He had to go to the hospital everyday to have the wound dressed- but there were no improvements. They had told him if there were no change within a few weeks they would have to amputate.
I recalled reading that putting urine on a leg ulcer was a fantastic cure, and of course told him- he laughed and said he would never try that. I was disappointed, but obviously it was up to him.
I met him again a week later- he told me his leg had all of a sudden got better (after months of treatment to no avail) and he no longer had to attend the hospital.
Well I realized he had tried it, and it had worked, although for some reason he saw it unfit to reveal!
Last week I went to visit a friend, and bumped into her neighbour. He told me his wife was very poorly, due to a leg ulcer- she could not even stand. I went into their apartment and his wife was lying on the couch, as white as a sheet, obviously in a lot of pain.
I told her what I knew, but lied and said the other man had told me of the cure, and how it had worked for him in 4 days. She was very open minded, and said she would ask her doctor- she was also gong for dressings every day, and had been told she may lose the leg. I pleaded with her not to ask the doctor, and just to try it anyway- it would not cost her anything and the doctor was charging her 50? a day! (She was going private).
Anyway, yesterday I went back to see my friend and the ladies' husband came up to the apartment when he heard me entering. He told me his wife had walked the whole length of the promenade yesterday, with pain, but she was walking! The wound is now just the size of a coin- it had been taking over her whole calf! All in three (or four) days.
Amazing.
I have dug the book out tonight and am going to reread it.
However these things make me mad- why don't doctors know about this? Wouldn't be because urine is free would it?
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