Hello, I am Pat Wagner, also known as “The Bee Lady”. You may have seen me on TV or in the newspapers around the world discussing how I treat my MS with bee venom. Thanks to Bee Venom Therapy (BVT), I am no longer a breathing corpse due to MS.

Here is a brief overview of my history with MS:

• I was diagnosed at Georgetown University Hospital in the Spring of 1970 with relapsing/remitting multiple sclerosis.

• Medications given to me included ACTH, Prednisone, Dalmane, Halcion, Valium (40 mgs./day), Seconal, Meprobamate, Dantrium, Dexedrine, Ditropan, Lomotil, Erythromycin, Keflex, Percocet, Bicodin, Tylenol #3, Fiorinal, Morphine, Indomethacin, and Timoptic eye drops.

• The course of my MS worsened over the years until the Spring of 1992 when I experienced my worst exacerbation in terms of duration and resistance to treatment.

• Two courses of high-dose Prednisone tapering over 6 weeks (80mgs. per day on down) did not help.

• I was prescribed Prozac for depression because I would cry "at the drop of a hat".

• The medical records read "Wheelchair bound, numb woman with bladder incontinence."

• Bladder surgery was done in March of 1992 but did not prove beneficial.

• Regarding mobility, more records read "as if her feet were nailed to the wheelchair. No movement since October, 1991."

• Then, on March 24, 1992, I received my first intentional sting from a honeybee.

• Besides being numb, my skeletal system felt as though it was made of ice.

• Twenty minutes after I received a sting on my left knee, my entire leg no longer felt bone cold. This was a very positive sign to me that there may be something to this bee sting thing.

• I got four more stings that evening and the next day my entire body was no longer cold except for my feet and hands.

• A noticeable increase in energy was evidenced in two days by my ability to stay awake longer throughout the day.

• The hearing in my right ear was lost due to MS, but regained within two weeks of the stings.

• My husband Ray became so hopeful for me that he bought a beehive, took over stinging me, and I changed his name to Sting Ray!

Although the treatment has not been a cakewalk, its effects have made me a new person. During a follow-up visit with my neurologist, who said there was "No hope", he called out my name and I walked over to him...

He did not recognize me because he was EXPECTING A CRIPPLE IN A WHEELCHAIR!