A case of Plumbum_The mask by Dr. César Erazo

Marriage: married 36 years ago, her intercourse have always been painful ever since, because of lack of lubrication, but she fulfils her husband’s desires without complaining. She had only one daughter, because as she would not sleep at all and would cry night after night, she decided that she was the one and only. Her daughter, who is very independent, almost ignores them. She feels that her daughter is at home only because she does everything, but she does not show any filial love.

SLEEP-DREAMS-FEARS-PERSPIRATION-WEATHER-TIME-DESIRES-AVERSION-FOOD-MENTAL-IRRITABILITY-ETC...nothing is relevant, for her it is the same if it is hot or cold, food she eats little, without preferences. She perspires little, in short she does not dream and have never dreamed, she has no fears, nothing at all.


Analysis
It took me two years to understand this patient and the patience that this good woman had and the faith she laid on us that we could cure her, among other reasons because she had no more doctors to visit, and most important of all, that from the first visit she did not repeat infections.

I made a symptomatic prescription of berberis and later on of calcarea fluorica, because she referred once a detail, “she was miserly”.
The bacterial culture of the urine continued to be positive, despite that she did not feel any discomfort, nor infection.
I knew I was doing a palliative, but I was unable either to reason one story nor making an analysis, and I neither wanted to repertorize, they were all common symptoms, hair loss, teeth loss, bad memory, chronic constipation,…

But her history, it never changed, there were no details, until one visit, in which she came up in one of those “numb days”, and she came accompanied by her husband, at that time happened two things: first, her husband told me the history of her sclerosis with paralysis, that for the patient was not important, and second, and most important for me, was that, as we spoke, she started losing tears, that could not be called crying, tears only rolled down her cheeks without any gesture on her face, without changing her expression, and it was then that I reflected upon it, the patient did not change her expression when she spoke, her face remained always with a slight smile and with slightly frightened eyes, as she had on a cariátide, the mask that classic Greek actors wore, that they used to hide their faces and reflect a unique emotion, laughter, sadness, joy, crying, without changing.

It was not the inexpressive face of a schizophrenic patient, this was an expression, but it was frozen, lifeless, like paralyzed, as if she wore a mask.

One of my professors said that we should only ask God for one thing, that the patient would say one word, or in this case, that she showed one gesture, with which I would be able to cure her. And this was finally what I had seen in this patient.

Then I remembered the chapter about masks that I had once read in Homeopathy and Elements and with a lot of hurry I searched in the Index of concepts, page 872, and fortunately there it was, “the mask. Plumbum, stage 14”….
And the rest was a piece of cake: the paralysis, the hanging of her right wrist, her right thigh atrophy, the loss of vision in the right eye, besides the hair loss, the bad memory, the damaged teeth, and the most important thing, her history arose with a true thread, I couldn’t have said it better myself, always being manipulated by others, always conducted as to fulfill other’s will, her father, her husband, her daughter, as if she were a puppet and she allowing every time, without even showing any irritation, with her best expression, that was fixed on her face, immutable, from showing it all the time.

It looked much alike a medical profile of a patient Natrum Muriaticum, only that she did speak, but with no depth, not giving any relevance to anything, in a very impersonal way, in fact she had even considered that the thing about her sclerosis did have no relevance at all: her right side was paralyzed and she went blind for a month, she couldn’t move her hand, she couldn’t walk, and as she got better, she just forgot it. Simply as that.

Plumbum belongs to the stage 14, of the gold series, Scholten describes it as the Diplomat.

That she did not show any symptom, no modality, that she did not have any dream, corresponds with this description of the stage 14: “They are conventional people, conforming to the rules…” and most important in this case, “eventually we only see the outside, a façade, a mask”. And what was really very impressive to me is that the theory and the practice were so real, because she had always wore a mask but I was not able to see it, until two years after!! It was this perfect!!