My name is Donna Chandler and I was diagnosed in November 1992 with Multiple Sclerosis. After using steroids for two weeks, I was still numb from the waist down, double vision, little use of the left arm and hand. Scared, you bet! Donald and I had two daughters to get through college. I wanted my life not this! I did not have time for a disease with no cure. No treatment to stop the progression. Disabled, no it couldn't happen to me!
A strange thing happened. Donald, a beekeeper, came home from a meeting one
evening and announced, "Donna, they are using beestings to treat MS." I laughed.
He loved me enough to keep seeking out information. I started calling people
all over the country and found no negatives to this. What I found were results.
Enough that I realized what did I have to lose? On March 28,1993, I began my
bee venom therapy. Being a Shock Trauma Tech.,with our local rescue squad, I was
aware of a possible reaction to the stings. We had a bee sting kit ready.
Following the suggestions of Pat Wagner(the Beelady) and Charles Mraz( the
godfather of beestings)we proceeded.
Placebo effect, No! Some of us that have stopped the treatment got worse. The
ones that came back saw results once again. So many times I have heard "I can't
believe I stopped".
I am also a real believer in vitamins, massage therapy, meditation, and just
loving life. I have the best-in-the-world Chiropractor that gives me 100% of
his time and caring. He is always there when I need him. There are no words
to properly thank him for his support. I love you Dr. B!!
If you are interested in my therapy, please feel free to e-mail me. If not interested in bee stings then I am also a huge collector of angels! My home is full of them. Angels are my peace in this crazy world.
We never know what the future holds for us. I plan to keep on keeping on and fighting this disease for the duration or until one day a cure is found. As I stated in the beginning, I do not have the time for this disease and I refuse to let it have first place in my life.
This page wouldn't be complete without once again thanking Pat Wagner and Charles Mraz for their support and love to me. I probably would not be able to write this page or even type with two hands if not for them and their desire to share with others.
To our daughters, Haven and Christi, my life would not be complete without you. You, both, are my joy and love. I am so proud of you. You are the most cherished angels in my collection! My son-in-law Jeff, who always keeps me laughing, I love you too. You are the son I never had. After all, you have been in our family since high school. Haven and Jeff were high-school sweethearts and were married after college. To all of you, please do not wait until I am too old to have my grandchildren!!
UPDATE: Christi finished her masters in May 2000.
Our first grandson was born on January 25, 2000. Such a blessing in our lives! He is a little doll. His pictures will not be posted on any part of my site to protect him! We are preparing for his 3rd birthday this Saturday. It will be at our home. I am so excited. The most beautiful thing in this world is to hear that little voice on the phone saying "Granny, I love you." I melt in the floor! He amazes me. He is so smart now.
Our granddaughter arrived on Feb. 21, 2002. Mother and Baby are doing just fine and I spent 2 and 1/2 weeks helping out.
Update: She is 11 months old now and starting to take a few steps. I cannot believe how fast the time is going. They are now closer to us and Donald and I have them with us more. I do just fine keeping up with these two by myself.
If you need more information since I am busy with family now, please go to my links page as I can't promise to answer emails very fast.
I could never forget to add my Daddy. He is a minister and at 86 years old
still holds services when called upon. I believe our German background is
where our strength comes from. I know the temper came from the Irish-Scottish
part. My Daddy at almost 80 years old drove himself from South Carolina to
North Carolina to perform Haven and Jeff's wedding in one of the biggest snow
storms to hit North Carolina in years. His support means so much to me. I
saw my Daddy cry when I walked out of the church in 3" heels. Later he told me
how proud he was that I am still walking strong and tall. I believe that my
Daddy took this disease harder than any of us because I was told I would be
wheelchair bound within the first year. I love you Daddy!
