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I have just joined, my name is Stephani. I had saline implants in 1995. I became sick within months of implant with excessive fatigue as the primary symptom. Soon after, my hair started falling out at double its normal rate and never declined. Luckily, I have a lot of hair or this hair loss would have been extremely visible. I saw umpteen doctors for years on end. I developed an odd depression, and then flu symptoms set in. I started having an intolerance to cold that is hard to explain, but upon getting cold I couldn't warm up and would literally get ill and my fingers would turn blue. There are a slew of other symptoms that it would take too long to list. I was diagnosed with Lupus in 2001. Still, the hair loss persists and my fatigue is the worst and most profound symptom. I only yesterday started searching and wondering if it

was my implants causing all of this. I feel terrible, I've felt terrible for years, and I've been told over and over and over that it can't be the implants. My mother has asked me to get them out. She has a 'feeling' it's the implants. She said I was healthy, hyper, vibrant and laughing before I had them and now I'm: this. On an arsenal of drugs for Lupus and still feeling like death. I'm getting them out. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. My husband doesn't want me to do it, he doesn't think it's the implants. Any advice on what links or studies I should read and forward to further this theory that it's implants? I need to prove my case to him. I'd try anything at this point - a voodoo witch doctor if I thought it would help! I had all of my mercury fillings removed from my teeth trying that venue. I quit

drinking any aspartame trying that venue. I stopped drinking any sodas, and then tried a high vitamin diet. Nothing works. I hired a psychic healer, I chide you not, trying THAT unorthodoxed venue. Clearly, I'll have no problem yanking out implants. I just want to feel better. I'm operating at about 40 to 50% of normal energy and barely eeking by. I can't work. I can hardly get out of bed. I used to be a cross country runner, now crossing the room is difficult. My goals for a single day are getting my kids off to school, and then saving what small amount of energy I have to handle the evening routine and 'fake' normal. The depression from this lack of life is epic, but I fight that too. I count my blessings, keeping a list by my bed to remind me what I do have going well. Hopefully explant will give me a longer list of blessings.