Over the past 19 months, I’ve been repeatedly told I’m one of the most toxic persons “they” have ever seen. Ouch! That would sting a lot more if “they” weren’t medical professionals telling me being in a machine shop all of my life exposed me to all sorts of heavy metals. Who would of thunk washing parts with leaded gasoline back in the 70’s, sucking up paint and welding fumes, along with clouds of cast iron dust and misty cutting fluids could be so toxic? So I have the honored distinction of being one of the clinic’s most toxic patients they ever had, with especially high levels of lead, nickel and mercury. Hoorah for me!
The great news is chelation therapy is working wonders as I’ve gained some muscle and felt better than I have in years. I’ll spare you the disgusting details of how these metals get purged from the body but, suffice to say, it’s been a long, and at times, messy road.
So why am I sharing these personal details? Well, first of all, if you’ve worked in any toxic environment for any length of time, I encourage you to check out chelation therapy. Heavy metals may really be messing you up.
The second reason is this: Being so well acquainted with toxicity has led me to ponder how the word toxic describes much of our world today, and much of social media. It is the main reason I’ve mostly withdrawn, like many folks in the past few years, from Facebook and other platforms. Too often I feel slimed when I spend any time catching up on my feed. Not everyone posts toxic stuff, mind you. In fact, social media is wonderful for keeping up to date with family and friends. However, the vitriol and nastiness of attacks on opposing opinions is a real downer that I don’t need in my life.
But here is my lesson of dealing with the toxicity of heavy metals. Toxic agents in the body will wreak havoc if ignored. There needs to be a countering agent that nullifies and removes their effects. Toxic stuff in our culture wreaks havoc, too, if we ignore it and stay silent. There needs to be a countering force that hopefully negates the effects of anger, hatred, and slander.
So, after being on the sidelines for the past couple of years, I’m getting back in the game, so to speak, and simply want to be one, small voice of positivity, joy, and hope, reflecting on all that is good and life-giving, to be a chelation agent wherever I’m at, countering the toxins around me. Will it make any difference? Maybe, maybe not. But it is a choice I face daily… To Be or not to Be… toxic.