Comprehensive Personalized Recovery Programs for
CFS / ME / Long COVID
Comprehensive Personalized Recovery Programs for
CFS / ME / Long COVID
About me
About me
About me
Hi, I am Anaya
Formally I have a BSc (Psychology), MPhEd (Sport Psychology) and Dip Nutrition with additional qualifications spanning coaching, holistic & integrative health, healing modalities, education and teaching.
Informally, I have a strong background in life – life’s adversities, particularly chronic illness (CFS and Rheumatoid Arthritis) and knock backs have been my greatest teachers. These experiences have ultimately taught me so much – resilience, the power of choice, the power of the present moment, confidence, trust, gratitude, self-love... the list goes on and I am grateful for that. I have a much bigger capacity to handle whatever is thrown at me now and deal with it with more grace, kindness, non-judgment (well less and less at any rate) and compassion than before.
These experiences also bought me to where I am today – my why, my reason, my passion, my purpose – supporting and assisting people experiencing CFS/ME or any chronic condition towards empowered and vibrant great health and ongoing wellness.
Hi, I'm Anaya,
Formally I have a BSc (Psychology), MPhEd (Sport Psychology) and Dip Nutrition with additional qualifications spanning coaching, holistic & integrative health, healing modalities, education and teaching.
Informally, I have a strong background in life – life’s adversities, particularly chronic illness (CFS and Rheumatoid Arthritis) and knock backs have been my greatest teachers. These experiences have ultimately taught me so much – resilience, the power of choice, the power of the present moment, confidence, trust, gratitude, self-love... the list goes on and I am grateful for that. I have a much bigger capacity to handle whatever is thrown at me now and deal with it with more grace, kindness, non-judgment (well less and less at any rate) and compassion than before.
These experiences also bought me to where I am today – my why, my reason, my passion, my purpose – supporting and assisting people experiencing CFS/ME or any chronic condition towards empowered and vibrant great health and ongoing wellness.
How Chronic Illness changed my life...
How Chronic Illness changed my life...
CFS/ME Recovery Story
CFS/ME Recovery Story
Work-Life Balance
Back in 2016, I had just transitioned into a new job that I loved; I was living the good life – regular adventures on my bike and on foot; I was feeling happy and content with the life my husband and I were building for ourselves, after a rough few years of Earthquakes associated ‘uplift’.
Work was full on – learning new systems, getting to know colleagues and organizational culture, developing new resources, upskilling and generally ‘finding my feet’.
Living with Chronic Stress
All this required a lot of me and given my perfectionist and achievement driven tendencies, I was up for it. Alongside this, I was training for my first adventure race which for me was ‘living my dream’ – something I had always wanted to do.
Ignoring the warning signs:
The Price of Perfectionism and People Pleasing
Despite feeling tired, I consciously decided to ignore the signals my body was clearly sending me and I kept up the pace of my work, home, social and adventure life.
Then I got really tired. Then exhausted. Then completely exhausted. I had also stopped sleeping properly and regularly woke up at 2am – 5am. Sleep didn’t refresh me anyway. My legs began to ache and get inconsolably restless at night. Things started to go pie shaped…
Work-Life Balance
Back in 2016, I had just transitioned into a new job that I loved; I was living the good life – regular adventures on my bike and on foot; I was feeling happy and content with the life my husband and I were building for ourselves, after a rough few years of Earthquakes associated ‘uplift’.
Work was full on – learning new systems, getting to know colleagues and organizational culture, developing new resources, upskilling and generally ‘finding my feet’.
Living with Chronic Stress
All this required a lot of me and given my perfectionist and achievement driven tendencies, I was up for it. Alongside this, I was training for my first adventure race which for me was ‘living my dream’ – something I had always wanted to do.
Ignoring the Warning Signs: The Price of Perfectionism and People Pleasing
Despite feeling tired, I consciously decided to ignore the signals my body was clearly sending me and I kept up the pace of my work, home, social and adventure life.
Then I got really tired. Then exhausted. Then completely exhausted. I had also stopped sleeping properly and regularly woke up at 2am – 5am. Sleep didn’t refresh me anyway. My legs began to ache and get inconsolably restless at night. Things started to go pie shaped…

Work-Life Balance
Back in 2016, I had just transitioned into a new job that I loved; I was living the good life – regular adventures on my bike and on foot; I was feeling happy and content with the life my husband and I were building for ourselves, after a rough few years of Earthquakes associated ‘uplift’.
Work was full on – learning new systems, getting to know colleagues and organizational culture, developing new resources, upskilling and generally ‘finding my feet’.
Living with Chronic Stress
All this required a lot of me and given my perfectionist and achievement driven tendencies, I was up for it. Alongside this, I was training for my first adventure race which for me was ‘living my dream’ – something I had always wanted to do.
Ignoring the Warning Signs: The Price of Perfectionism and People Pleasing
Despite feeling tired, I consciously decided to ignore the signals my body was clearly sending me and I kept up the pace of my work, home, social and adventure life.
Then I got really tired. Then exhausted. Then completely exhausted. I had also stopped sleeping properly and regularly woke up at 2am – 5am. Sleep didn’t refresh me anyway. My legs began to ache and get inconsolably restless at night. Things started to go pie shaped…
CFS/ME/Long COVID Symptoms and Struggles
My brain went into overdrive. I constantly worried about things I had no control over and ruminated on them; trying to ‘figure out what was wrong with me’ and thinking of every single possibility catastrophizing along the way. I was tired but wired.
I began experiencing anxiety and heart palpitations. The anxiety led me to constantly scan my body for problems and new issues which would turn over in my head 100’s of times a day, possibly thousands.
The build-up of chronic stress began to manifest as eye twitches and a headache (both lasted 8 months), being short with people and emotionally volatile, rigidity of thought, inability to cope with unexpected events or heightened expectations.
Survival Mode: Fight or Flight
My body was in full blown survival mode. I was struggling to function, feeling as if my life was constantly being threatened.
My job became an increasingly impossible challenge. No amount of time off work or nanna naps replenished or restored me.
The Heart Breaking Decision
Soon after, I could no longer drive to work (my husband drove me for a while), I had to take extended leave and later resign. It broke my heart to do this.
I could no longer support myself or my family financially, nor could I do my half of running our home – shopping, cleaning, cooking, washing and so on. I felt like a bit of a burden and quite useless.
My attention span declined further. I could no longer watch TV, read books or drive.
Brain fog set in. I lost words and names and silence hung in the air as I searched my cotton wool brain to find what I needed to finish a sentence. I remember looking at an orange knowing it was called the same thing as its color, but not being able to recall what that was.
CFS/ME/Long COVID Symptoms and Struggles
My brain went into overdrive. I constantly worried about things I had no control over and ruminated on them; trying to ‘figure out what was wrong with me’ and thinking of every single possibility catastrophizing along the way. I was tired but wired.
I began experiencing anxiety and heart palpitations. The anxiety led me to constantly scan my body for problems and new issues which would turn over in my head 100’s of times a day, possibly thousands.
The build-up of chronic stress began to manifest as eye twitches and a headache (both lasted 8 months), being short with people and emotionally volatile, rigidity of thought, inability to cope with unexpected events or heightened expectations.
Survival Mode: Fight or Flight
My body was in full blown survival mode. I was struggling to function, feeling as if my life was constantly being threatened.
My job became an increasingly impossible challenge. No amount of time off work or nanna naps replenished or restored me.

The Heart Breaking Decision
Soon after, I could no longer drive to work (my husband drove me for a while), I had to take extended leave and later resign. It broke my heart to do this.
I could no longer support myself or my family financially, nor could I do my half of running our home – shopping, cleaning, cooking, washing and so on. I felt like a bit of a burden and quite useless.
My attention span declined further. I could no longer watch TV, read books or drive.
Brain fog set in. I lost words and names and silence hung in the air as I searched my cotton wool brain to find what I needed to finish a sentence. I remember looking at an orange knowing it was called the same thing as its color, but not being able to recall what that was.
CFS/ME/Long COVID Symptoms and Struggles
My brain went into overdrive. I constantly worried about things I had no control over and ruminated on them; trying to ‘figure out what was wrong with me’ and thinking of every single possibility catastrophizing along the way. I was tired but wired.
I began experiencing anxiety and heart palpitations. The anxiety led me to constantly scan my body for problems and new issues which would turn over in my head 100’s of times a day, possibly thousands.
The build-up of chronic stress began to manifest as eye twitches and a headache (both lasted 8 months), being short with people and emotionally volatile, rigidity of thought, inability to cope with unexpected events or heightened expectations.
Survival Mode: Fight or Flight
My body was in full blown survival mode. I was struggling to function, feeling as if my life was constantly being threatened.
My job became an increasingly impossible challenge. No amount of time off work or nanna naps replenished or restored me.
The Heart Breaking Decision
Soon after, I could no longer drive to work (my husband drove me for a while), I had to take extended leave and later resign. It broke my heart to do this.
I could no longer support myself or my family financially, nor could I do my half of running our home – shopping, cleaning, cooking, washing and so on. I felt like a bit of a burden and quite useless.
My attention span declined further. I could no longer watch TV, read books or drive.
Brain fog set in. I lost words and names and silence hung in the air as I searched my cotton wool brain to find what I needed to finish a sentence. I remember looking at an orange knowing it was called the same thing as its color, but not being able to recall what that was.
Loss of Identify & Purpose: Unable to take care of myself
Who was I? I had prided myself on my fabulous memory for facts and figures, my ability to multitask - so important in the life of an academic. So much of my identity was tied up in this – who was I if I could no longer recall information, speak clearly, fluidly, intelligently? Would I ever regain this aspect of me? Would I ever be able to do my job again? Did I want to? I resented how stressful my job was and its contribution to me unwell.
Almost everything became too much. I could no longer go out; too many people, too noisy, too much stimulation – it all exhausted me not just for the afternoon, but for weeks and weeks.
Isolation and the Invisible Illness
Because I couldn’t leave my house, relationships changed and disappeared. I felt lost, alone and isolated bound up in this insidious and invisible condition that no one can see because it isn’t obvious to the observer. I only saw my husband, my dog and my chickens for quite some time.
The other massive challenge with CFS/ME is that to most people, you look OK and so it is very hard for them to understand that you are not healthy, feeling on-top-of-the-world or often OK. It is also very hard for people to comprehend that your life is unraveling before your eyes – everything you had worked so hard to achieve – financial independence, professional success, close and supportive friendships, romantic relationships, fitness etc and everything you had dreamed of – travel, a home, social outings, adventures - all become seemingly more and more unlikely as time marches on.
Loss of Identify & Purpose: Unable to take care of myself
Who was I? I had prided myself on my fabulous memory for facts and figures, my ability to multitask - so important in the life of an academic. So much of my identity was tied up in this – who was I if I could no longer recall information, speak clearly, fluidly, intelligently? Would I ever regain this aspect of me? Would I ever be able to do my job again? Did I want to? I resented how stressful my job was and its contribution to me unwell.
Almost everything became too much. I could no longer go out; too many people, too noisy, too much stimulation – it all exhausted me not just for the afternoon, but for weeks and weeks.
Isolation and the Invisible Illness
Because I couldn’t leave my house, relationships changed and disappeared. I felt lost, alone and isolated bound up in this insidious and invisible condition that no one can see because it isn’t obvious to the observer. I only saw my husband, my dog and my chickens for quite some time.
The other massive challenge with CFS/ME is that to most people, you look OK and so it is very hard for them to understand that you are not healthy, feeling on-top-of-the-world or often OK. It is also very hard for people to comprehend that your life is unraveling before your eyes – everything you had worked so hard to achieve – financial independence, professional success, close and supportive friendships, romantic relationships, fitness etc and everything you had dreamed of – travel, a home, social outings, adventures - all become seemingly more and more unlikely as time marches on.
Loss of Identify & Purpose:
Unable to take care of myself
Who was I? I had prided myself on my fabulous memory for facts and figures, my ability to multitask - so important in the life of an academic. So much of my identity was tied up in this – who was I if I could no longer recall information, speak clearly, fluidly, intelligently? Would I ever regain this aspect of me? Would I ever be able to do my job again? Did I want to? I resented how stressful my job was and its contribution to me unwell.
Almost everything became too much. I could no longer go out; too many people, too noisy, too much stimulation – it all exhausted me not just for the afternoon, but for weeks and weeks.
Isolation and the Invisible Illness
Because I couldn’t leave my house, relationships changed and disappeared. I felt lost, alone and isolated bound up in this insidious and invisible condition that no one can see because it isn’t obvious to the observer. I only saw my husband, my dog and my chickens for quite some time.
The other massive challenge with CFS/ME is that to most people, you look OK and so it is very hard for them to understand that you are not healthy, feeling on-top-of-the-world or often OK. It is also very hard for people to comprehend that your life is unraveling before your eyes – everything you had worked so hard to achieve – financial independence, professional success, close and supportive friendships, romantic relationships, fitness etc and everything you had dreamed of – travel, a home, social outings, adventures - all become seemingly more and more unlikely as time marches on.
Diagnosis, Dis-empowerment and the 5% Myth
Finally, I was diagnosed with CFS and told “you have CFS - 95% of people don’t recover. You will need to learn to accept it and live with it” followed by “would you like some anti-depressants?” (way to make someone feel hopeless and down).
The doctor had nothing else to offer. It was going to be up to me to advocate for myself at a time when I had nothing in the tank to do so.
I was determined to be in the 5% who fully recovered (NOTE: at the time, I didn’t know that this statistics is often quoted but it is NOT scientifically valid – it is a total load of rubbish so DO NOT BUY INTO IT).
The Healing Journey to Full Recovery from CFS/ME Begins + COVID Lockdown Twist
This is where my healing journey began.
To make a long story short and spoiler alert – I recovered fully, lived my dream life for a year and felt absolutely amazing – I had more energy than I could remember having since I was a teenager. I went back to work – ironically, one week later we went into lock-down because of COVID (the world works in mysterious ways).
I ran an off road marathon and many half marathons, biked until my smile muscles hurt, swam, walked and had as many adventures as COVID allowed.

Diagnosis, Dis-empowerment and the 5% Myth
Finally, I was diagnosed with CFS and told “you have CFS - 95% of people don’t recover. You will need to learn to accept it and live with it” followed by “would you like some anti-depressants?” (way to make someone feel hopeless and down).
The doctor had nothing else to offer. It was going to be up to me to advocate for myself at a time when I had nothing in the tank to do so.
I was determined to be in the 5% who fully recovered (NOTE: at the time, I didn’t know that this statistics is often quoted but it is NOT scientifically valid – it is a total load of rubbish so DO NOT BUY INTO IT).
The Healing Journey to Full Recovery from CFS/ME Begins + COVID Lockdown Twist
This is where my healing journey began.
To make a long story short and spoiler alert – I recovered fully, lived my dream life for a year and felt absolutely amazing – I had more energy than I could remember having since I was a teenager. I went back to work – ironically, one week later we went into lock-down because of COVID (the world works in mysterious ways).

I ran an off road marathon and many half marathons, biked until my smile muscles hurt, swam, walked and had as many adventures as COVID allowed.
It was from my CFS journey and not being able to find the support, knowledge and resources I needed that I created my CFS/ME/Long Covid recovery program -
Essentials: Whole, Healed and Healthy™
Book a FREE 30 minute connect call below to explore how this program can work for you too.
It was from my CFS journey and not being able to find the support, knowledge and resources I needed that I created my CFS/ME/Long Covid recovery program -
Essentials: Whole, Healed and Healthy™
Book a FREE 30 minute connect call below to explore how this program can work for you too.
Diagnosis, Dis-empowerment and the 5% Myth
Finally, I was diagnosed with CFS and told “you have CFS - 95% of people don’t recover. You will need to learn to accept it and live with it” followed by “would you like some anti-depressants?” (way to make someone feel hopeless and down).
The doctor had nothing else to offer. It was going to be up to me to advocate for myself at a time when I had nothing in the tank to do so.
I was determined to be in the 5% who fully recovered (NOTE: at the time, I didn’t know that this statistics is often quoted but it is NOT scientifically valid – it is a total load of rubbish so DO NOT BUY INTO IT).
The Healing Journey to Full Recovery from CFS/ME Begins + COVID Lockdown Twist
This is where my healing journey began.
To make a long story short and spoiler alert – I recovered fully, lived my dream life for a year and felt absolutely amazing – I had more energy than I could remember having since I was a teenager. I went back to work – ironically, one week later we went into lock-down because of COVID (the world works in mysterious ways).
I ran an off road marathon and many half marathons, biked until my smile muscles hurt, swam, walked and had as many adventures as COVID allowed.
Rheumatoid Arthritis Recovery
It was from my CFS journey and not being able to find the support, knowledge and resources I needed that I created my CFS/ME/Long Covid recovery program -
Essentials:
Whole, Healed and Healthy™
Book a FREE 30 minute connect call here to explore how this program can work for you too.
Rheumatoid Arthritis Recovery
Thriving in 2020: A Positive Start
Towards the end of 2020, I was back working and absolutely loving it – the people, the place, almost everything about it. I really felt like I was thriving in all ways.
I had a viral infection which dragged on a bit but decided to do the adventure race I had been dreaming about forever. It was so much fun and I was full of joy, happiness and satisfaction. One minute prior to the finish line, I had a coughing fit. PING – I cracked a couple of ribs and subluxed my sternoclavicular joint. It hurt a lot straight away but I was too carried away in finishing and enjoying the moment to really pay too much attention.
Unexpected Setback: An Adventure Race Turns Painful
This unlikely injury puzzled the medical profession – me too. It was weird. Doctors did not believe it was possible as it was something they normally saw from a rugby tackle, a car accident or some very bad domestic abuse. Instead of dealing with what was in front of them, they stayed in disbelief and did not act. Rather, they nodded and gave me increasingly strong pain relief, which was ineffective (and in hindsight actually made things a whole lot worse).
Thriving in 2020: A Positive Start
Towards the end of 2020, I was back working and absolutely loving it – the people, the place, almost everything about it. I really felt like I was thriving in all ways.
I had a viral infection which dragged on a bit but decided to do the adventure race I had been dreaming about forever. It was so much fun and I was full of joy, happiness and satisfaction. One minute prior to the finish line, I had a coughing fit. PING – I cracked a couple of ribs and subluxed my sternoclavicular joint. It hurt a lot straight away but I was too carried away in finishing and enjoying the moment to really pay too much attention.
Unexpected Setback: An Adventure Race Turns Painful
This unlikely injury puzzled the medical profession – me too. It was weird. Doctors did not believe it was possible as it was something they normally saw from a rugby tackle, a car accident or some very bad domestic abuse. Instead of dealing with what was in front of them, they stayed in disbelief and did not act. Rather, they nodded and gave me increasingly strong pain relief, which was ineffective (and in hindsight actually made things a whole lot worse).

Thriving in 2020: A Positive Start
Towards the end of 2020, I was back working and absolutely loving it – the people, the place, almost everything about it. I really felt like I was thriving in all ways.
I had a viral infection which dragged on a bit but decided to do the adventure race I had been dreaming about forever. It was so much fun and I was full of joy, happiness and satisfaction. One minute prior to the finish line, I had a coughing fit. PING – I cracked a couple of ribs and subluxed my sternoclavicular joint. It hurt a lot straight away but I was too carried away in finishing and enjoying the moment to really pay too much attention.
Unexpected Setback:
An Adventure Race Turns Painful
This unlikely injury puzzled the medical profession – me too. It was weird. Doctors did not believe it was possible as it was something they normally saw from a rugby tackle, a car accident or some very bad domestic abuse. Instead of dealing with what was in front of them, they stayed in disbelief and did not act. Rather, they nodded and gave me increasingly strong pain relief, which was ineffective (and in hindsight actually made things a whole lot worse).
A Twisting Torso: The Unbearable Chronic Pain
At this stage, my entire torso twisted and seized up. I could no longer move my entire spine and was in a world of pain. Sleeping was extremely difficult - any pressure on my rib cage was excruciating and I couldn’t move without more waves of pain washing over me. One night, I felt the inflammation creep down my back, into my sacrum and then knees. Another night, I felt it travel up my spine, to my shoulders and into my neck and jaw.
I could no longer straighten my leg properly nor bend it either. I was struggling to walk.
I was unable to breathe properly. Laughing was 100% not funny and sneezing was extremely risky; I had to hold myself together and brace, ready for the inevitable sharp stab of pain.
Desperate for Help: A Mysterious Condition
At this stage, my inflammation markers were steadily increasing. I pointed this out to doctors and a rheumatologist, but they were unconcerned and simply offered more ineffective pain killers with the significant side effect of destroying my gut lining and biota.
I lost more than 22% body weight (125lb to 97lb), was grey and looked like a corpse walking according to my neighbour. I didn’t recognise myself in the mirror – I strongly felt like I was dying.
I was screaming for help from anyone, everyone and no one was listening. No one believed the seriousness of my condition.
At my worst, I could not walk, sit down, stand up, lift a cup of tea or go to the toilet without help. Pain was my constant companion. In a fit of tears, desperation, sadness and hopelessness, I screamed out to god and anyone listening to please help me. I couldn’t keep living like this. It was a miserable existence. I didn’t want this life for myself or my family.
A Twisting Torso: The Unbearable Chronic Pain
At this stage, my entire torso twisted and seized up. I could no longer move my entire spine and was in a world of pain. Sleeping was extremely difficult - any pressure on my rib cage was excruciating and I couldn’t move without more waves of pain washing over me. One night, I felt the inflammation creep down my back, into my sacrum and then knees. Another night, I felt it travel up my spine, to my shoulders and into my neck and jaw.
I could no longer straighten my leg properly nor bend it either. I was struggling to walk.
I was unable to breathe properly. Laughing was 100% not funny and sneezing was extremely risky; I had to hold myself together and brace, ready for the inevitable sharp stab of pain.
Desperate for Help: A Mysterious Condition
At this stage, my inflammation markers were steadily increasing. I pointed this out to doctors and a rheumatologist, but they were unconcerned and simply offered more ineffective pain killers with the significant side effect of destroying my gut lining and biota.
I lost more than 22% body weight (125lb to 97lb), was grey and looked like a corpse walking according to my neighbour. I didn’t recognise myself in the mirror – I strongly felt like I was dying.
I was screaming for help from anyone, everyone and no one was listening. No one believed the seriousness of my condition.
At my worst, I could not walk, sit down, stand up, lift a cup of tea or go to the toilet without help. Pain was my constant companion. In a fit of tears, desperation, sadness and hopelessness, I screamed out to god and anyone listening to please help me. I couldn’t keep living like this. It was a miserable existence. I didn’t want this life for myself or my family.
A Twisting Torso:
The Unbearable Chronic Pain
At this stage, my entire torso twisted and seized up. I could no longer move my entire spine and was in a world of pain. Sleeping was extremely difficult - any pressure on my rib cage was excruciating and I couldn’t move without more waves of pain washing over me. One night, I felt the inflammation creep down my back, into my sacrum and then knees. Another night, I felt it travel up my spine, to my shoulders and into my neck and jaw.
I could no longer straighten my leg properly nor bend it either. I was struggling to walk.
I was unable to breathe properly. Laughing was 100% not funny and sneezing was extremely risky; I had to hold myself together and brace, ready for the inevitable sharp stab of pain.
Desperate for Help:
A Mysterious Condition
At this stage, my inflammation markers were steadily increasing. I pointed this out to doctors and a rheumatologist, but they were unconcerned and simply offered more ineffective pain killers with the significant side effect of destroying my gut lining and biota.
I lost more than 22% body weight (125lb to 97lb), was grey and looked like a corpse walking according to my neighbour. I didn’t recognise myself in the mirror – I strongly felt like I was dying.
I was screaming for help from anyone, everyone and no one was listening. No one believed the seriousness of my condition.
At my worst, I could not walk, sit down, stand up, lift a cup of tea or go to the toilet without help. Pain was my constant companion. In a fit of tears, desperation, sadness and hopelessness, I screamed out to god and anyone listening to please help me. I couldn’t keep living like this. It was a miserable existence. I didn’t want this life for myself or my family.
Rheumatoid Arthritis Diagnosis: Life-Altering News
Then a Baker Cyst ruptured in my extremely swollen-giant-potato-looking knees. Not fun but as a consequence, I got diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and my life changed forever in that moment. Such diagnoses are physically and emotionally shocking. You are told to ‘accept it’ and that your life has changed incontrovertibly in that second – the future is uncertain. I felt powerless, shocked and absolutely devastated. I didn’t know what to do. Then I was told ‘not to google’ the medication I needed to be on. Speechless (of course I did and was horrified).
A Search for more Holistic Solutions: The Paddison Program Discovery
Fast-forward one month, I found the Paddison Program. I got control of the inflammation, learnt strategies and ways of living to help me exert control and influence over my life and positively influence my condition. I found the Paddison community, a wonderful bunch of loving, kind and supportive people to walk this journey with. Life got dramatically better and continues to improve.
Transformative Changes: Reclaiming Control over Health & Becoming Medication Free
17 months after starting the Paddison Program, I was medication free and day by day increasing my running, biking, swimming, adventure and work capacity. I am happier, more resilient and I walk the walk around prioritising my health and wellbeing. I am so grateful to have had the support of the Paddison Program and all the amazing people in the community.
I have got my life back and I love it.
Rheumatoid Arthritis Diagnosis: Life-Altering News
Then a Baker Cyst ruptured in my extremely swollen-giant-potato-looking knees. Not fun but as a consequence, I got diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and my life changed forever in that moment. Such diagnoses are physically and emotionally shocking. You are told to ‘accept it’ and that your life has changed incontrovertibly in that second – the future is uncertain. I felt powerless, shocked and absolutely devastated. I didn’t know what to do. Then I was told ‘not to google’ the medication I needed to be on. Speechless (of course I did and was horrified).
A Search for more Holistic Solutions: The Paddison Program Discovery
Fast-forward one month, I found the Paddison Program. I got control of the inflammation, learnt strategies and ways of living to help me exert control and influence over my life and positively influence my condition. I found the Paddison community, a wonderful bunch of loving, kind and supportive people to walk this journey with. Life got dramatically better and continues to improve.
Transformative Changes: Reclaiming Control over Health & Becoming Medication Free
17 months after starting the Paddison Program, I was medication free and day by day increasing my running, biking, swimming, adventure and work capacity. I am happier, more resilient and I walk the walk around prioritising my health and wellbeing. I am so grateful to have had the support of the Paddison Program and all the amazing people in the community.
I have got my life back and I love it. 
Rheumatoid Arthritis Diagnosis:
Life-Altering News
Then a Baker Cyst ruptured in my extremely swollen-giant-potato-looking knees. Not fun but as a consequence, I got diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and my life changed forever in that moment. Such diagnoses are physically and emotionally shocking. You are told to ‘accept it’ and that your life has changed incontrovertibly in that second – the future is uncertain. I felt powerless, shocked and absolutely devastated. I didn’t know what to do. Then I was told ‘not to google’ the medication I needed to be on. Speechless (of course I did and was horrified).
A Search for more Holistic Solutions: The Paddison Program Discovery
Fast-forward one month, I found the Paddison Program. I got control of the inflammation, learnt strategies and ways of living to help me exert control and influence over my life and positively influence my condition. I found the Paddison community, a wonderful bunch of loving, kind and supportive people to walk this journey with. Life got dramatically better and continues to improve.
Transformative Changes:
Reclaiming Control over Health & Becoming Medication Free
17 months after starting the Paddison Program, I was medication free and day by day increasing my running, biking, swimming, adventure and work capacity. I am happier, more resilient and I walk the walk around prioritising my health and wellbeing. I am so grateful to have had the support of the Paddison Program and all the amazing people in the community.
I have got my life back and I love it.
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"Anaya is an exemplary example of how diet, exercise and mindfulness
can transform the outcome of an auto immune condition.
The way she walks the walk lead me to seek her guidance and support" A.C
"Anaya is an exemplary example of how diet, exercise and mindfulness
can transform the outcome of an auto immune condition.
The way she walks the walk lead me to seek her guidance and support" A.C
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