Jeffery was my 1st. My 1st lesson in compassion for the people and the plight they face in Africa from AIDS. My 1st hospital case, my 1st look at the ravishishes that AIDS causes to the body, and spirit, my 1st tears among many. Seeing him laying in a crytococcal coma, the Dr giving him 24-48hrs to live, was the 1st time that I really realized where I was and the magnitude of what we were trying to do. I cried. I cried on and off for a day straight and questioned what was the point, wasnt this too big for anybody to undertake, it didnt seem there any way he could make it thru the night and no way any of us could make the slightest bit of difference, homeopathy or otherwise.
We watched him after a few remedies, and a few weeks, transform from a lifeless body back to being a man able to leave the hospital and go home to his family.
I'm glad Jeffery was my 1st, he showed me the reason to keep practicing, what homeopathy was capable of and more importantly, what the human spirit is capable of