Lomantium Dissectum (Desert Parsley) Saved My Life

To say that my life was saved by desert parsley (Lomantium dissectum) is no exaggeration.

As of Sunday, April 27, 2017, my tenure on this planet was in mortal danger and I knew it. Not that I’d ever admit anything like that to my wife, Pam, but she’s no fool. As she noted a few days later, we were both dancing at Death’s door. Discussing her situation in detail would take a few thousand pages at least, however, so hey, let’s focus this post on little old me.

“Old” being a figure of speech, as I’m a mere seventy-three years of age. Anyway, before we get to the desert parsley or its sidekick, elderberry liquid, here’s a bit of–


For the past six months, my health had been at relatively constant risk. A sinus infection that first manifested noticeable symptoms on October 27, 2016, eventually involved the right side sinus, ear, throat, and lung, “bottoming out” on December 5 when I realized one day that I had no emotions left. Didn’t care whether I lived or died, and dying looked quite possible. Mostly recovered from that by early January, I was back on my game until early March, when a whiz-banger of a head cold threw me for another loop. Still not fully over that, I simply had to follow up with another rhinovirus that fired up in mid-April…a different microbe, showing distinctly different symptoms that included smashing my libido flatter than a road kill possum. Antibiotics were accomplishing nothing whatsoever. The infection raged. Extreme nasal congestion, what Pam called a scary “barking” cough, zero energy, pain in my knees when I stood, ripple-vision crowding in all around the edges so that I peered through an ever narrowing tunnel…the list went on.

Whether I could go on was an open question. My inner guidance stated clearly, “Hang in there, you’ll live.” But if something didn’t change both radically and soon….


April 27 was the turning point. I absolutely had to run a few errands in town, including picking up a large pizza to attempt to combat the depressed appetite that had cost me ten pounds of weight in the previous week. My last stop on the way home was the Post Office…where a miracle in a bottle sat waiting patiently. The eight ounce bottle of LDM-100, a Lomantium dissectum tincture, had arrived days ahead of Amazon’s promise.

Ah, wait. How did I ever find out about this stuff in the first place? It happened like this. Five days earlier, the last day I’d felt well enough to do any packing at all toward our upcoming move to Montana, a few office shelves got cleaned out and stuffed into a box. One item was a copy of Paul Twitchell’s book, Herbs the Magic Healers. I’d read the book before, consulted it numerous times, yet decided to peruse the Index one last time, checking out any references to remedies for colds or flu. The very first such entry listed an herb I knew nothing about: Leptotaenia. What the? How could I have missed that all these years? I first read that book more than forty years ago!

Okay, so I Googled leptotaenia–and sure enough, up popped Lomantium dissectum. Desert parsley. A remedy that first came to the white man’s attention when one doctor noticed the Native Americans of the Southwest were getting well after a week or so of sickness during the great global flu epidemic of 1917-18…while white folks were dying in great numbers. The Indians ate the root. They smoked it, or burned it and inhaled the smoke, calling it the Dortza, i.e. heap big medicine. It was known to be a powerful killer of both viruses and bacteria.

Hey, sign me up!

“The Dortza,” or “heap big medicine.”

At 6:00 p.m. precisely, I took my first dose. The bottle label recommends dosages ranging from ten drops up to five droppers, but the bottle didn’t have a dropper included. Fortunately, we had one on hand, a big ol’ dropper that looked like it sort of fit that eight ounce bottle. There are many different recommendations out there, but I settled on two droppers every six hours, diluted with a bit of water (which turns the product milky-cloudy) and chased with at least eight ounces of water.

The results were astounding. Within twenty-four hours of taking that first dose, all of my symptoms were reduced noticeably and even my libido had come roaring back. After two days of Lomantium, the antibiotics were relegated to storage. Today, the fifth day, I’m back to working full days with almost zero symptoms, just a very occasional light productive cough (once an hour at most) and an equally occasional clearing of the nose. Ripple vision is entirely gone. Mind is clear and definitely more functional than it was five days ago.

From left to right: (1) Eight ounce bottle of LDM-100 Lomantium dissectum, (2) pocket carry bottle containing a “travel dose” of LDM-100 plus water, (3) Lomantium Root capsules, (4) Lomantium throat spray.


One website mentioned that Lomantium should be taken in conjunction with elderberry juice or liquid, the elderberry serving as a “daily antiviral tonic.” So Pam and I are both using that now, too–and loving it. I lust for the taste of elderberry so strongly that I find myself sucking on the spoon just hoping I missed a drop and can get one more teensy taste!

Because of the alcohol content, Pam struggles with the taste of LDM-100 in tincture form. She is now taking Lomantium in capsule form so she doesn’t have to take as many “icky stinky alcohol drinks.”


How heavily loaded with viruses had my body become over the years? Very, it seems. Not only am I feeling better and better, but the massively swollen lymph nodes along my neck are shrinking noticeably, down now to at most one fifth of what they were a month ago, and I have confidence they will in time be completely flat once again, as they should be. What sort of viral infections have they been harboring? DIVA, I suspect: Death Incarnate Viruses of America! But the desert parsley plus elderberry combination is killing them, no matter what form they try to take.

And then this morning’s startling discovery. I’ve had a cyst–or at least I thought it was a cyst–on the back side of my upper right arm since 2003. This morning, I realized…that cyst (or whatever it is) is disintegrating!


No one thing works for everybody, but bottom line, how amazing is this stuff? Let’s put it this way: At the restaurant today, I told my waitress, “…so don’t be surprised if you see me out there in the parking lot, jumping over the Country House in single bounds, just for practice!”

And yes, it’s working for Pam, too.


The literature states that some people detox so strongly on Lomantium that they bust out all over with a detox rash, usually showing up around five to seven days after starting on the product.