I thought I was in the process of dying. Mentally and physically. I was bedridden, except to have a bowel movement.
My local doctor had virtually no idea how to deal with the problem. I had the condition for four months. My father had become gravely ill. I knew I was contagious, but my dad wanted and needed me. I am in Arizona and he was in Minnesota. I had to make the trip. It was an awful trip.
I received the miracle pills. It took one go around. Today I am doing very well. I did get my life back. Since 2016 I have never taken an oral antibiotic.
Thank you for discovering a solution.