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Magnesium Saves Man From Gagging (Part 1)

Carolyn Dean MD ND | Tuesday, July 28, 2009



(Click image to enlarge.) Dr. Roby Mitchell came to visit me in Maui last month and purchased these exceptionally stylish sunglasses at the local farmer’s market. You can listen to a one-hour interview I did with him where he shares his journey from being a pill-pushing doctor to a holistic healer (with a strange taste in eyewear) by clicking here. But, hey, first read today’s post…

Time to start reporting some Magnesium Miracle Stories. What’s a magnesium miracle? According to Dr. Dean’s Dictionary of Health:

mag·ne·si·um mir·a·cle (măg-nē’zē-əm mĭr’ə-kəl) n. A healing event that appears inexplicable to conventional medicine but resulted from the simple increase of the mineral magnesium by the person or persons involved.

Here’s my retelling (names changed to protect people’s privacy) of a great Magnesium Miracle Story that Ken Whitman at Peter Gillham’s Natural Vitality heard from one of his customers…

They Thought They’d Enjoy
A Simple Meal With Friends…

The moment the waiter served the meal Jeff jumped up from the table and ran for the restaurant’s emergency exit.

Jeff could feel the little bit of appetizers he’d eaten backing up into his throat causing tremendous pressure.

Jeff’s brother, Chris, quickly followed him into the back alley.

Lucy, Jeff’s wife, explained to the other guests that her husband had long had a problem with the gastroesophageal junction (the stricture where his esophagus meets his stomach) clamping shut. “Usually he can feel it coming on and drink some water and it goes away,” she explained.

This Time, However, It Was Stuck Shut

Chris found his brother outside vomiting. Jeff couldn’t even swallow his own saliva. “Go back in and finish your dinner,” Jeff said, “I’ll be okay.”

Chris went back inside.

When Jeff didn’t return, Lucy went out to the back alley. She found Jeff choking.

“Do you want to go to the hospital?” she asked.

“No,” he said.

Lucy gave him water. He just choked it back up. She started massaging his chest. When that didn’t work she began pounding and pushing his chest against handrails. They even tried handstands. (None of these ‘”treatments” I recommend.)

Nothing helped. The stricture above his stomach wouldn’t relax. That’s when…