Of course I have always been too trusting. This has led me into all kinds of problems with human beings, the largest percentage of whom are untrustworthy. If you find one you can trust you are lucky, but beware because they can become untrustworthy in a flash, especially when the going gets tough.
I was financing something, which began during my stay in Madeira, and it was to do with a proposed and supposed South African marine salvage operation. It was hard running this business and running my boat in Madeira and in the end it nearly killed me because I took my eye off the ball.
When I realised it was a scam I demanded my money back and that was when they fed me the lethal poison cocktail that nearly took me out. I went into hospital in Johannesburg where it was eventually found I had more Arsenic in me than a human being can live with – 47.6 Nanograms per millilitre of blood as opposed to the 2 Nanograms that we normally have in our bodies. My toxicologist confirmed that they must have been poisoning me for a long time as it was in my nails and in my hair.
Police activity in South Africa and in the UK was instigated and they know the perpetrators and I am sure they watch them. as However to prove precisely who had poisoned me would have been near impossible as getting my money back.
To date, three and a half years later, I have not been offered one single cent on a huge amount they owe me.
About 18 months after the initial poisoning I began to lose weight and started vomiting, lost my appetite and couldn’t sleep. My toxicologist confirmed that it was highly likely I had been administered a biological agent, an organophosphate and, as the people who poisoned me had contacts with special forces, that had been the real concern all along. It would be impossible to find which biological agent as there are thousands, with new ones being invented daily, and each one requires a separate blood test and here in South Africa they might not even know half of the agents to look for.
It was at that time I descended into clinical depression. I lost 34lbs in ten weeks, couldn’t eat, slept an average of two hours a night during this period and became a walking skeletal zombie. My doctor used all natural therapies on me and I detoxified more than you would believe possible. He still cannot work out what turned me around – although I know and sometime I’ll write about it – and told me later he had been really concerned about losing me.
It affects my tendons and muscles. At that time my tendons became like guitar strings with no substance/tissue around them, but as I recovered I began working out and built up muscle around them again. Then I began to pull muscles and get cramp in them and spasm in tendons.
Right now it’s having another go at me (5th Nov.2000) and I was unable to walk the other day from groin muscle and tendon spasm. So I guess they gave me a life sentence. I got through the anger and the pain and now they don’t even figure in my brain, my plans or my life. I have written it all off and learned volumes from the experience about all kinds of things. Today I help people and know that is the path I will be on for the rest of my life.
Be warned: Murderers do not wear a sign saying ‘Murderer’. They sit next to you all nice and smarmy whilst they slip the poison into your drinks.
So beware…… and don’t be so trusting!
Jess Miller.
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