My Story


This too shall pass

The following was written in March / 2010, a month after abandoning my home of 12 years. 

Within 2 months of being exposed to very high levels of radiation, at very close proximity I was exhibiting many symptoms of radiation sickness, and have since been diagnosed with Electro-hypersensitivity (EHS), I now like to think of it as 'Evolving The Human System', or simply "Being Human".

I spent most of the following year and a half in a constant state of pain, panic, fear, frustration and anger as I watched my health, home and way of life disappear while I struggled between fight or flight, and survival.  

With time, simple methods, and the irreplaceable support of old and new friends,  I slowly regained my peace of mind, and a level of well-being I thought would never return. 

The real change came when through meditation & clear inner guidance, I began to see the whole experience for the gift, opportunity, and learning that only a crisis can bring.  I once read that pain is a messenger, and that once you got the message, the messenger would go away. I got that message, and from the moment I began to change my mind and my relationship to what I was experiencing, everything changed, and true healing began. For that I am so grateful.  The journey continues.

My Life 6 Feet Under Cell Towers

March 20/2010

If you told me three months ago not to hold a cell phone to my head or body, and that if I did, to at least have the battery pack facing outwards, I would have listened but I might not have changed a thing.  If you told me to exchange my cordless phones for good old-fashioned corded phones, I would have listened, but I wouldn’t have changed a thing, I liked my cordless phones.  If you told me to use an Ethernet cable with my laptop and keep Airport mode turned on, or to move the WiFi antennae from my bedroom and to turn it off at night or when not in use, or to get rid of WiFi all together, I would have listened, and then wondered; why would I want to do all of that?”  If you told me three months ago that baby monitors should not be placed near babies or to ask my 14yr. old daughter to text more than talk, and not sleep with her phone or computer on the pillow beside her, I would have listened but still I might not have changed a thing.  If you told me that the microwave radiation emitted by cell phones, cordless phones, WiFi antennas, cell towers and masts, WLAN and other wireless technology was an invisible culprit causing thousands of people to experience all manner of symptoms from insomnia to high blood pressure and heart palpitations, and should be avoided completely or at least whenever possible, I would have listened, but still I might not have changed a thing,  after all, the government continues to approve these things, and the mass media tells us these devices are safe.

But before three months ago I hadn't spent more than a month living 6 feet under as well as in front of 10 cell towers that were placed on the roof directly above my balcony.  I was healthy, vital and slept like a baby. I didn’t wake up with numb hands and feet, my body feeling prickly all night and tingling or vibrating almost all day. I didn’t spend night after night in a hyper active state, as though electricity was running through me.  I lived in a home that I loved, it was my sanctuary. I didn’t have a hissing or buzzing or high-pitched ring in my ear, known as tinnitus or microwave hearing, mostly when in that home. I didn’t get tension headaches ever, or feel like there is an invisible band around my head creating pressure, mostly when in that home. I didn’t feel bouts of nausea on a regular basis, sometimes accompanied by a metallic taste in my mouth, and I didn’t get dizzy spells mostly when in that home. I wasn't afraid I might have a heart attack as I slept on a makeshift floor mattress in my living-room, and felt my heart race all night while my body from top to toe became increasingly numb and tingly.  I wasn't without focus and direction and unable to concentrate. I’d never gotten shocks touching my bed mattress, home light switches, pots on the stove, and with every stroke of my cats.

Before three months ago my daughter didn't have more than one unexplainable rash that hurt ‘in’ the skin as she described it, she didn't have headaches or feel nauseous and dizzy in our home, or experience the blood in her hand going cold. She never had sleepless nights.  

Before three months ago I hadn't abandoned my home at the advice of someone who could have sold me thousands of dollars worth of products and equipment by convincing me they would alleviate this situation. Instead I was told, "you have to get out of there, if you care about you and your daughters health you're going to have to move”.  I had never couch surfed with my 14yr old in tow while trying to maintain some semblance of a normal life or schedule for her. 

Before three months ago I hadn’t researched everything I could find to educate myself about the real dangers of exposure to microwave radiation, or electromagnetic frequencies. I wasn’t fully aware of cell towers and this invisible Wireless web that continues to be woven above all of our heads. I couldn't tell the difference between a Bell cell tower, a Rogers cell tower, a Globe-alive or Wind cell tower or a Telus cell tower. I'd never heard of Industry Canada or Spectrum, Canada Safety Code 6, or the Bioinitiative report.  I hadn't spoken to Health Canada, Industry Canada, Canadian Environmental Legal Association, Environmental Health Clinic, Environmental Health Association, The Environmental Protection Office, The Toronto Environmental Alliance, Public Health office, Canadian Association of Physicians for the Environment, my City Councillors office, trying to find some-any answers as to how safe it is to live in such close proximity to a cell tower. So far none of them have told me it's not safe, but thankfully I have better judgement, a body that is telling me the truth, and Liala, Kevin and Magda to confirm what I already knew. 

Before three months ago I hadn’t spent 15 days getting 2 hours sleep a night because my body was vibrating/pulsating all the time, and the rest of the night in tears while feeling like I was losing my mind from sleep deprivation combined with the physical stress of feeling fight or flight 24 hours a day. I didn't have a clear and unpleasant physical reactions to my cell phone, the use of cell phones by people in close proximity to me, the touch of my computer keyboard, or the experience of sitting close to the monitor for too long. I didn't feel my legs tingling-and going cold and slightly numb if I spent too much time in the same room as a WiFi Modem. I didn't feel nauseous and have sharp pains go through my hand and up my arm if I held a cordless phone or a cell phone while in use. I didn't feel nauseous if I sat for too long or too close to a television, I do for now. I couldn't tell you when I was standing within two to four blocks of a cell tower antenna. I never thought twice about leaning on walls or being in close proximity to the electrical wiring in a building, or lying on the floor above a basement for the same reasons. I never had to consider the effects of my neighbors WiFi antennas and cordless phone-base broadcasting through any wall that stood between us.

Before three months ago I hadn’t heard the words Electro Sensitive or Electro-Hypersensitive. I hadn't spent hours and hours on the phone trying to find a good doctor, preferably one who knew what a cell tower was (none of them did) and the possible effects of living 6 feet under or in front of one, only to find that it is nearly impossible to find any doctor taking new patients at all.  Unfortunately for me, the ones that were, who offered the kinds of analysis or treatment I might need, cost an arm and a leg or a plane ticket, which I didn't have to spare at that time. 

Before three months ago I hadn't slept in six locations over a period of nine days in the middle of a three week period, while trying to find a place where I could get a good nights sleep because even after friends and family pulled the plug on the WiFi, cordless phones, and everything but the fridge, my body was reacting to the wireless technology from the neighbors, emitting through the walls to where I slept, and increasingly to all things electrical. 

Before three months ago I hadn't heard of EMF Solutions, Earthcalm, Magda Havas, Jim Vella, the Weep Initiative, the Electro-sensitive Society, Safe Living Technologies, a Qlink, a gauss meter or an Electro smog meter. I hadn't read stories from hundreds of people around the world whose lives have been profoundly impacted by something we can't see or hear (for the most part) but can most definitely feel… by microwave radiation, and electromagnetic frequencies emitting at levels not meant for human consumption, by something we are led to believe is harmless and benefits us in more ways than it bombards us, in favor of convenience and especially someone’s bottom line, over our continued health and longevity. Three months ago my life got turned upside down by exposure to microwave radiation while living 6 feet under and in front of 10 Cell towers. I am now preparing to move to a home yet to be found, and challenged by the fact that I have to consider my recently acquired sensitivities more than the location, size, and cost. There is no doubt in my mind or my body as to when and where this all began. There is no doubt in me at all, that human beings are affected on a biological level by exposure to microwave radiation well below the levels considered safe by Health Canada’s Safety Code 6. Thankfully over time it can be reversed.

A lot can happen in three months, and like anyone else, I don’t like being blind-sided.

I share this with you not because I expect you to change a thing, but because I do want you to pay attention. Pay attention to the choices that are yours to make, and especially to the ones that are being made for you. Because even if I had listened to every piece of advice in terms of precaution, I still would have had no choice about whether or not I wanted to live in a neighbourhood rife with cell towers... or should I say live and sleep 6 feet under and in front of 10 of them.

Pay attention now, before you have to pay dearly.

Sincerely

Veronica Ciandre. 20/03/2010

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