But before we could completely finish her book, Isabelle became dangerously ill and after a long, painful struggle with abdominal cancer, she died.  After I resurfaced from the worst of my grief and loss, I decided to finish her book.  Fortunately, the manuscript needed little more than polishing.  I am telling the reader these things because many ghost-written books end up having little direct connection with the originator of the thoughts.  Not so in this case.  And unlike many ghost writers, I had a long and loving apprenticeship with the author.  At every step of our colaboration on this book I have made every effort to communicate Isabelle’s viewpoints in the way she would speak, not my own.  Dr. Isabelle Moser was for many years my dearest friend.  I have worked on this book to help her pass her understanding on.

Many people consider death to be a complete invalidation of a healing arts practitioner.  I don’t.  Coping with her own dicey health had been a major motivator for Isabelle’s interest in healing others.  She will tell you more about it in the chapters to come.  Isabelle had been fending off cancer since its first blow up when she was 26 years old.  I view that 30 plus years of defeating Death as a great success rather than consider her ultimate defeat as a failure.

Isabelle Moser was born in 1940 and died in 1996.  I think the greatest accomplishment of her 56 years was to meld virtually all available knowledge about health and healing into a workable and most importantly, a simple model that allowed her to have amazing success.  Her “system” is simple enough that even a generally well-educated non-medico like me can grasp it.  And use it without consulting a doctor every time a symptom appears.

Finally, I should mention that over the years since this book was written I have discovered contains some significant errors of anatomical or psysiological detail.  Most of these happened because the book was written “off the top of Isabelle’s head,” without any reference materials at hand, not even an anatomy text.  I have not fixed these goofs as I am not even qualified to find them all.  Thus, when the reader reads such as ’the pancreas secreates enzymes into the stomach,’ (actually and correctly, the duodenum) I hope they will understand and not invalidate the entire book.

Chapter One

How I Became a Hygienist

From The Hygienic Dictionary

Doctors. [1] In the matter of disease and healing, the people have been treated as serfs.  The doctor is a dictator who knows it all, and the people are stupid, dumb, driven cattle, fit for nothing except to be herded together, bucked and gagged when necessary to force medical opinion down their throats or under their skins.  I found that professional dignity was more often pomposity, sordid bigotry and gilded ignorance.  The average physician is a fear-monger,