New Year

It has been awhile since I've written. I drafted a few posts that never went live; I was never satisfied with my editing or the content. I also didn't feel well; the treatments were gnarly through the holidays. I would rather post when I feel ok than when I feel trashed...

...but you can't wait forever! And I know a few people got a little worried about my last post. Whoops. (My main resolution this year is to "eat one more bite." That's like 1100 extra bites this year--awesome.)

I'd like to give you an update, but it's hard to sum everything up. 

Overall, I have done four and a half months of IV therapy, and the most recent three included IV antibiotics. They make me feel much worse, so I have been a little couchling for awhile. 

Today is a tired day. I haven't left bed yet. I just got some food in me and might liven up here soon. 

I see small changes sometimes. In the last week I have driven to a nearby store twice--giant leaps for me. My nail beds are more pink instead of white, and they are bigger-- I dare say longer than they are wide which is astonishing. I don't bite my nails or cut them too short; they must have receded the past few years without me noticing, and now they are coming back. Weird, and AWESOME. 

I feel generally more optimistic, get panicky a little less, can concentrate a smidge better...each is a mercy and a miracle. 

This week starts a two-week trial of a new regiment sans antibiotics. There will be hyperbaric oxygen, herbs/supplements, and continued bee venom injections (they irritate not at all now--also a mercy and miracle!). 

I love having the PICC line out. My skin is almost 100% healed around the site. 

When you're sick, you have to remember how many healthy cells you actually do have--and generally they are more in number than the sick cells. All of the cells need love and light. 

I am grateful to my healthy cells for guiding the sick cells toward vitality. Our bodies are amazing creations. 

Things are good, and all is as it should be.