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My story began when I was two years old. As far back as I can remember and realize, I was faced with health problems at a very early age. It was almost infancy, and one of my most vivid memories was my attempts to cope with a headache. It wasn't easy as a little girl-sometimes in the middle of the night I would stand on my head in a rhombic pose, trying to cope with the incredible pressure felt inside my head.
My parents had to face a challenge, and I was diagnosed with high intracranial pressure. The doctors prescribed heavy pills for me, but my mother noticed that a certain posture, with my forehead in the pillow-pelvis up, which I was taking, helped me get some relief. After standing for a while, the headache would begin to subside, and I could fall asleep peacefully, go to daycare, and go on with my daily life.
Over time, headache medications appeared, and I started taking them. However, with the emergence of school worries, the headache attacks began to become more frequent. I was seen by a child neurologist in the small town of Olonets, in Karelia, where I spent my childhood. Though the quality of medical care in that city left much to be desired, there was one competent physician who helped me. She diagnosed me with a birth injury involving a subluxation of the third cervical vertebra.
However, with my condition, they did not know what to do or how to correct the situation with subluxation of the second and third cervical vertebrae. The doctors only diagnosed me and prescribed pills for the rest of my life. I continued to go to school and suffer from occasional headaches like so many others. I was also told that I had scoliosis, but nothing needed to be done about it because it was supposedly normal and every first person has scoliosis. This approach was based on statistics, but the conclusion was clearly wrong. Instead of looking for ways to combat the problem, it was assumed that it was just the norm.
The neurologist suggested that I do physical therapy (therapeutic exercise) and massages, and she also advised me to use physical therapy procedures, such as Darsenwal, which helped to strengthen the capillary network of the scalp. I tried these methods, but did not notice any significant changes, perhaps only a slight improvement in my general condition. I did not like exercising because it increased my headaches, fatigue and tachycardia (palpitations), which put me in a bad condition.
One day, when my mother wasn't home and a severe pain in my heart came over me, I experienced a terror. My heart was pounding so hard, and then it suddenly stopped, as if it froze before it started beating again. I was frightened and immediately called my older sister for help. Before my mom got home, we called the doctor. I was diagnosed with vegetovascular dystonia, which meant autonomic nervous system disorder and vascular dysregulation. It was like something out of a medical textbook.
As time passed, I started medical school and realized that my previous diagnoses were simply superficial and did not address the underlying problem. They were a kind of reprimand, describing my symptoms, but offering no long-term perspective.
When I saw my older sister receiving chiropractic care, I knew something was wrong. Her back pain, caused by scoliosis, only got worse after this intervention. Her arms and legs began to go numb. This was due to the fact that chiropractic treatment not only shifts the vertebrae, but also traumatizes the surrounding structures: spinal cord sheaths, nerves, vessels, and intervertebral discs. As a result, people often have problems such as pinched nerves and limb numbness. This is very dangerous, and those who have managed to avoid such complications should be congratulated.
The next important episode happened when I was in eighth grade. For two weeks I suffered from terrible headaches and dizziness. One day I woke up and realized that I could not get out of bed. With each movement the dizziness got worse, my heart was pounding, and I couldn't do anything. Although there was no panic, I felt I could have died. This condition lasted for two weeks. I was fed while lying on my side, and I could barely get up to go to the bathroom. It was terrible.
After that my mother took me to a medical commission, and I was placed on disability for a year. Teachers came to my house, and I went back to school. The headaches went back to their previous rhythm. Although it did not happen again, I still had a fear that it could happen again.
By the time I was twenty-three, I had already been admitted to the hospital several times by ambulance with a diagnosis of transient ischemic attack, a transient cerebral circulation disorder. It is accompanied by severe headaches, nausea, palpitations and panic. These conditions are caused by birth trauma and vasoconstriction, which leads to a lack of oxygen and insufficient blood flow to the brain.
Then I got acquainted with the first Atlasterapy specialist in Russia, who had been trained by Schumperli himself. He showed me what happens to the membranes of the medulla oblongata, spinal cord, atlas and head, and what processes occur in the vessels of the neck. It was very clear and I quickly understood the problem. I didn't have to think long, I made the decision to do this procedure.
It was then that I realized that I wanted to practice this methodology. It became my mission, my life's work. Even though it involves a lot of difficulties and obstacles. I know that
