Note from Lauren: When I received Alan’s book, Poisoned, I read it in just a few sittings. I’m regularly sent books for publicity consideration, and rarely do I feel so gripped by a review book that I can’t put it down. Alan’s story left me stunned with his journey, and horrified that the toxic materials in an office building could wring the vitality from a person.
Most importantly, Alan’s story gave me insight into the struggle of a friend who faced chemical sensitivities. She had to completely restructure her life, and create a bubble of a living environment free of triggers. Even so, she still faced extreme and painful symptoms.
I hope that Alan’s work will further validify the diagnosis of Multiple Chemical Sensitivities (MCS), and deepen the understanding and empathy for those struggling with this illness.
A synchronicity worth mentioning is that another friend just attended a brain-retraining seminar to heal her MCS. She pointed out one of the video testimonials for the program, and it was Alan Bell. I have hope that there are more resources like this one being made available to address MCS.
Alan Bell’s Story
I’ve been through years of bizarre, painful, undiagnosed medical symptoms. My journey led me to a horrifying truth that I was being poisoned by chemical exposure from my office building. I’ve come through the other side and now want to share the preventative measures you can take to protect you and your family.
Back in the 1980s, I was a prosecutor in south Florida, fighting the mafia and Colombian cartel drug rings. Essentially, I was living the real-life Miami CSI. “Living the American Dream” as many would say — I was married, had a new baby girl, new home, international ski vacations — loving it all.
My law office moved into a brand new building. Shortly after, something strange started happening:I developed sore throats, dizziness, and burning eyes/lungs. Chalking it up to stress and thinking it would pass, I was surprised when my condition worsened. Suddenly, I became hypersensitive to nearly everything in the environment…pollens, molds, foods, perfumes, hairspray, detergents, newsprint, auto exhaust, and many everyday chemicals. My symptoms were most prevalent when I was exposed to these factors.
Throughout the following year, I went to more than a hundred doctors. They all ran tests looking for any cause imaginable. The price tag was steep resulting in more than $1,000,000 in medical bills. The tests indicated that I had been POISONED. Living in Miami during the 80s in my line of work, the only logical suspect the doctors and I had was that is was the Mafia!
We soon discovered that my illness was not caused by the mafia, but the building in which I worked. My coworkers and I were breathing dangerous chemicals. Outgassing from the new carpeting, glues, paints, plastics, and other building materials inside the building, without any fresh air to dilute them, were making me sick. This exposure destroyed my immune system and injured my brain. Sadly, I wasn’t alone and my co-workers became ill as well.
At my doctor’s urging, I moved to an isolated area in the Arizona desert to escape mold, humidity and pollution. My new home was desolate. There was nothing within a 50 mile radius, except cacti. No homes, no roads, no stores, no cars, no people. The home was an environmentally safe 800 sq.ft. bubble.
It had air filtration similar to a hospital. There was no carpeting, no drapes, no fabrics, and no furniture. The structure was built with only glass, metal, and brick. It was cold, empty, and austere. It reminded me of a jail cell.
When exposed to trace amounts of chemicals I continued to experience disorientation, blurry vision pain, and seizures. I likened it to Superman’s reaction to Kryptonite. I could identify with his plight.
I was limited to five foods, tethered to an O2 tank, and restricted to a wheelchair. I transformed from a 6’3’’, 195 lb athlete into 145 lb emaciated figure. Leaving “the bubble” wasn’t an option. Anyone who entered had to decontaminate, or they would trigger my seizures. There was also no television or computer because their electromagnetic frequencies triggered seizures. I could read books, but they were encased in a glass box to protect me from breathing the ink fumes outgassing from the pages.
No treatments worked. The doctors said I was incurable, and would soon die. My wife abandoned me and our young daughter, Ashlee, who was 11 years old at the time, leaving us to survive on our own. But we had each other.
I searched everywhere for answers. I found charities that helped to save all kinds of animals on Earth, but couldn’t find one related to what I was experiencing. I began calling America’s top scientists,, and upon doing so inadvertently opened up Pandora’s Box.
I discovered that my illness was just the tip of an iceberg. Environmental exposures were the silent epidemic of the 21st century. They were causing illness and death globally.
To find purpose and meaning to my plight, and make a difference, I started a small charity from inside my bubble. Using my doctor approved phone, fax, pencil and paper, I recruited scientists throughout the US to raise money for research, treatment and prevention of those ill from environmental exposure.
Word began to get out about my story and it was covered in newspapers, magazines and on TV. Celebrities such as astronaut Gene Cernan and former Vice President Al Gore joined in on the crusade.
For more than a decade I fought to stay alive. I couldn’t leave my daughter orphaned. Then, ironically, she ended up saving me. In her research she found a new new anti-seizure medication that saved my life.
The Current Situation
Now, I am back in the legal arena fighting for victims of the environmentally injured. I collaborated with top attorneys, including the lawyers featured in the films: Erin Brockovich and Jan Schlichtmann. And I’ve written a book, POISONED, to put a face on this issue, and help prevent others from becoming another statistic.
No one is immune to environmentally linked disease, regardless of your social, financial, or ethnic status. We all breathe air, drink water, and eat food. We are all equally at risk. There are no geographic, ethnic, political, economic or religious borders. We can’t depend upon our government to make laws that protect us; we can’t always depend upon our doctors to fix our injuries, and we can’t depend upon our courts to swiftly give us justice.
You can learn more about my story in my book, POISONED. The book includes lifestyle tips and chemicals to avoid, in addition to a list of online resources that can help you to become more knowledgeable about your health.
Knowledge is power. Once you are armed with knowledge, you have the power to protect yourself and your loved ones. Insist on using safe, non-toxic products. Your health is in your hands. Take back your power, take back your health.
About Alan Bell
Former organized crime prosecutor, Alan Bell, almost died from an environmentally linked illness. He now devotes his life to raising awareness about environmental injury through public speaking and his book, POISONED. Alan is a fierce advocate for those too weak or sick to fight for themselves.