Anyone who has ever experienced a Dry Layered Blood Analysis, using just a pinprick of their blood, has been overwhelmed by the WOW factor.  They were wowed by the fact that the blood can have a story that is only theirs.  No two stories are ever alike.

Take for example someone who recently came to my office who has given me permission to tell her story.

Years ago, “Susan” skied professionally and she was particularly adept at ski jumping.  One day during a competition, she made her jump but, when she went to land on the slope, there was a photographer right in her path trying to catch the perfect shot.  With no time to stop or change her course, she hit him dead-on.  The hit was so violent that it put him into the hospital with severe injuries.   Luckily, “Susan” only sustained some minor injuries and quickly recovered. 

Unfortunately, the photographer has never fully recovered and, to this day, is still very angry and unforgiving.   It was not “Susan’s” fault but she too has never been able to recover emotionally. 

Since that day, she has also never skied competitively.  Her emotions and guilt have never allowed her to forgive herself to the point where she could go back to the top of that mountain and start jumping again.  She has done a little recreational skiing over the years but that is all.

During her visit with me, we discussed this incident.  We also talked about her difficult, premature birth when she was not expected to make it.  She was all but forgotten on a hospital bench until a nurse discovered her wailing little body. 

To “Susan’s” surprise and amazement, all these stories showed up in the little droplets of blood that we viewed on the monitor.

The tiny drop representing her birth was terribly misshapen and appeared to be full of stress and trauma.

The later ones that represented her years of competitive skiing also showed something strange.  Remember that “Susan” was a premature baby so she had lungs that were not fully developed.  Her blood showed that the skiing was very hard on her heart and lung areas, so hard in fact that she may very well have died on a ski slope if she had continued to jump.  This was something that she was totally unaware of. 

Unbeknownst to her that fateful day, the photographer “Susan” plowed into also did her a favour when he ended her career.  Today she is alive to tell the story and is able to put to rest her guilt about causing that photographer’s career to end also.  He will never know what his pursuit of the perfect shot did to change the course of her life.