Friday, August 16, 2013

Open to Joy...

This morning, my husband joined me on my morning walk.  We made note of the gorgeous sunny day and the perfect temperature.  I was a bit groggy and quieter than normal.  We live about 5 houses from a major intersection, and there's no light at this busy crossing.  Typically, during morning rush hour, the cars wiz by without even noticing that there are two pedestrians, with brightly colored clothes, standing at the edge of the crosswalk.  Most of the time we just stand there, waiting for the traffic to thin out or for some kind driver to notice us.  Today, we got to the intersection and saw no cars.  Not one...from either direction.  I immediately, also noticed that the crosswalks were crisp white; newly painted for the kids returning to school.  Ray was half way across and as I began to cross, I started to skip.  While he was in front of me, assuming that I was walking right behind him, he began to dance across the street.  I zigged and zagged skipping my way across and he danced! Our faces were overcome with smiles and laughter just burst out of our mouths.  Pure Joy!  We joked about how we're the strange neighbors and that the two yappy dogs that are usually chasing us down, within their fenced yard, were too befuddled
to come out and greet us.

I've been on a quest to learn how to focus on the joy.  I'm practicing refocusing when I catch my thoughts or moods going south.  Joy is my compass.  I feel alive and in alignment with who I truly am when I'm feeling joyful.

I recently found this 3 min video of Abraham Hicks speaking about, How to Feel Joy!

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After our unique venture to the other side of the street, my grogginess lifted, he was more talkative and our pace picked up.  As Ray would say, "We were going at a good clip."

Follow the joy.  Open to it...and at the very least, a smile will emerge :)

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Thursday, August 15, 2013

Nothin' Up My Sleeves

Although I was a professional clown for 10 years, there's no magic here.  I'm not pulling the wool over anyone's shoulders and I definitely don't have any secrets when it comes to my healing process.

I'm just like anyone  I've had great hardships, losses, I've felt unworthy and unlovable.  There were many times I felt as though life just crushed me and I was down for the count.  Ever since I was 3 years old, I've felt different; an outcast and that there was something wrong with me.  Each time the boulder of life rolled over me, I'd fall into a pity pot and soak there for a while, then I'd get angry and blame the world for all the despair it sent my way.  Every one and every situation around me was at fault.  Then I'd fight my way out of the pity pot and begin the journey of life again.  I practiced this pattern until I got really really good at it.  I was even proud that I pulled myself out so many times...and BY MYSELF.  That was a badge of honor, to do it on my own!  I didn't need anyone and I let people know too.  People, back then called me 'Spitfire' and I wore that name tag, front and center of my ego self.  I built up so many walls and escape routes that my mind was exhausted from remembering the maze of protection I used.

There were many baby steps along the way of opening my awareness, but it wasn't until I gave birth to my triplets when it really hit me.  I began to ask the big questions. Do I want to teach my children the same patterns, in life, that haven't worked for me?  Is there a better way?  If there were a way for me to heal in this lifetime, how could I do that?  Is there more to this life thing than just working, paying bills, feeling like $*** all the time and then dying?

I began my intense study of life and the possibilities of joy.  At that time, I didn't even really believe that life could be lived joyously, but I was determined to find out.  What would it hurt?  My first focus was my physical state.  I tapped more into yoga and exercise as more of a mindfulness activity than just the 'I should' attitude I had prior.  As I became more mindful, I began to feel again.  I was never a big cryer, but the awareness thing opened the floodgates.  Everything made me cry; movies, a first step, an observation of a kind gesture on the streets of Boston, you name it.  They were tears of joy.  Although, I didn't know that at first and I thought I was cracking up.

I gradually moved into a period in my life where I studied and took action with forgiveness in my life.  Those whom I blamed, whom I was hurt by and those I felt left me in despair, I forgave.  I took my time to find a small jewel I could take away from each of those relationships and brief interactions. To my great surprise, every single person and situation where I felt hurt and even broken hearted, there was a valuable gift.  As I came upon this gift in some, I'd get angry.  On one level, I didn't want to find a gift. That would allow me to continue to blame and be angry and get validation that it was just a horrible experience, period.  But no such luck.  There were many life lessons and unexpected gifts.

Oh, as much as I protected my heart, it began to open and it was painful and hard.  What if I soften and open my heart?  Of course people will take advantage and I'll be hurt even more, but I moved forward anyway.  I was cautious and intuitive with people and I began to trust again.

I had been diagnosed with Fibromyalgia during this opening of awareness and from the beginning I knew that it was a symptom.  A symptom of what...well, I'm still working on that one.  My belief is that once I uncover the root of illness in Me (mind, body, spirit), then I love and care for the root cause.  Once the root is healed, the symptoms go away.  It sounds simple, but why would it need to be hard?

I continued my journey and found my spiritual home.  That was 12 years ago and looking back, I was so scared and hidden.  Unity on the River taught me so much about myself, about the world and gave me a place to be different.  I was an in-cast.  I learned and practiced affirmations, vision boards, read spiritual texts, began taking classes to be a Minister and totally embraced the transformation happening within.

Most recently, after years of disheartening doctor's appointments and being shuffled around from one expert to another, I was referred to Human Nature Natural Health where I feel I found my individualized sustainable Health Care home.  It is a place I resonate with and I share similar beliefs and values with.  I feel that I'm on the right track to sustainable good health.  It's a process, like any other, that doesn't happen over night.  I'm fine with that.

This is just a snippet of my journey.  I wanted to share it to let others know that it is possible to find joy and health.  It means taking full responsibility for your life, awareness, health and growth.  I'm going to be direct and let you know that it's not a cake walk and it takes hard work.  My quality of life is worth it and yours is too!  No one can do it for you and it can't be done alone!  There is no cookie cutter, overnight solution.

The key for everyone is balance.  Finding balance in the health of Mind, Body and Spirit.  You are worth it!  I encourage you to take one step at a time and that step might be to realize that you must love you to find whole health.

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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Terri Soup

I was so....looking forward to seeing my Naturopathic Doctor today.  I had my day all planned out; wake up, exercise, putter around the house, meditate and leave for my noon appointment at about 11:15 to give me time to not have to rush.  At about 9:30 am, I heard my phone ring and when I answered, it was the doctor's office calling.  "Hi Terri." I heard at the other end of the phone and I said hello in a surprised tone.  There was a small part of me that was concerned that my appointment was going to get cancelled.  "We had you scheduled for 9 am this morning." I didn't think I heard her correctly and while responding, "What?" I was opening the calendar on my old phone.

On a side note, I got a new phone and have been in the process of transferring information from one to the other.  The calendars are linked in cyberspace and share the information that is entered with all the phones in our family.

I heard, "Can you come in at 4pm today for your appointment and treatments?"  Unfortunately I couldn't and I said that I thought my appointment was at noon.  With some discussion back and forth, it was clear that I had the wrong time and none of my phones had the appointment in its calendar.

I was so disappointed that I'd have to wait to see the doctor and get my treatments.  And I was discombobulated because my plan was foiled.  I wasn't sure what to do with my unexpected blessing of free time.  I decided that instead of being disappointed, I'd do my own, home-made treatment at home.  I began to fill the bath tub with nice, warm water.  I then googled 'soothing bath ingredients'.  Quickly, I went to the kitchen and found some sea salt, powdered ginger and some peppermint tea bags.  I didn't like the tea, and since it was organic, I decided to add it to my tub concoction.  I dumped all the ingredients into the bath, turned off the water and hopped in.  The aroma was soothing and nice and I was happy that I turned the shock of the phone call and the disappointment of missing my appointments into something positive.  I could have used my free time to do chores or errands, but I decided to take the time for me.  It was a bit strange to be soaking with tea bags floating around, but I relaxed into it.

The best part is that I'm able to go in tomorrow to visit with my doctor and have my treatments.  Sometimes these unexpected changes are for our greater good!

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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Pain Makes Me Cry

I'm in the midst of a very good journey toward sustainable health!  My energy levels are more consistent, my moods are definitely more consistent (you can even ask my family) and my thought process has been clearer.  I would say that there is more than welcome improvement, after two weeks of the Naturopathic way.  I would also say that there is a ways to go.

I'm feeling as though I'm on a much deserved road trip and there are small sights to visit along the way.  I'm pulling over to a unique tourist attraction with curiosity and wonder.  Think...The Largest Rubber Band Ball in the World.  It's interesting and a good place to stop, but it's only the first stop on this journey.  There is a realization that when I reach a level of sustainable health, it's not the final journey on the road to health, just subsequent and exciting trips.

During the last couple of days, I've noticed a slip in my energy and moods.  I'm aware that my digestion is struggling and that, in the past has been a cause of my energy and mood shifts.  Today, I woke up feeling sluggish and not rested.  After my daily walk/jog (or wog), I felt nauseous with abdominal pain. I went to rest and fell asleep for about an hour.  The pain didn't subside, but was manageable with no movement and no stress.  Of course, at lunch time I got up to make myself lunch, forgetting that I wasn't moving because it caused pain.  The memory returned very quickly when the pain hit, "Oh, I was in bed all morning because walking around hurt."  Sometimes I'm three prongs short of a fork :)

I walked to the kitchen and forgot why I was there.  The tears began to flow and my son asked me if I was okay and looked at the hand that was holding my stomach.  I didn't even realize I was holding my stomach.  Here...I have some work to do.  I need to learn how to reverse the 'shut off pain to the brain' switch.  I designed this switch in order to accomplish the 'suppose to' list.  Now, I know that there is nothing I'm suppose to do or have to do.  I need to turn that switch so I can allow my body to communicate it's needs again.

My son offered to cook my lunch and I went back to bed in a gush of tears.  My husband took care of the time sensitive (today) issues and I've rested enough to have energy to spare for my blog :D.

I'm obviously learning some great lessons around how to turn the phone off, ask for help and forward any children's requests to Ray during times of extreme healing.

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Saturday, August 10, 2013

I Saved A Life Today!


Local woman saves a life.  While doing her daily morning walk, Terri Naroian began to notice the morbid scene that stretched for over a mile.  On the side of the road were numerous dead frogs.  One after the other.  Scientist say that this year there have been more frogs than any other year.  The natural percentage of little jumpers who survive their migration has risen due to the increased in tadpoles.

Terri's walk began like all the rest.  An early morning rise with the choreographed music of nature married with cars transporting diligent workers.  Her typical path is to walk down the street for a mile and back the same mile.  For a mile and a half she sent prayers to the deceased as she came upon them. At the mile and a half mark, her heart leapt as she spotted a whole frog on the side of the road.  He was small and still but there was life flowing through.  The brave samaritan, knelt down and gently touched the back of the tiny creature and he jumped off the road into the grass.

This hero is a role model for all of our city!  The lives of many can be saved by just the smallest act of kindness.

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Friday, August 9, 2013

Children Say the Darndest Things

I was driving in the car with my son today.  I love spending one-on-one time with my children.  I get to hear about what's happening in their lives.  There's time to connect and sometimes teaching moments.

I mentioned how I've noticed his sister quietly observing me while cooking.  First, let me back up a bit and give you some history.  I get distracted easily.  And when I have fibro fog, I often forget what I'm doing.  Because of this, I've burned many-a-dinner.  My three were about 9 or 10 years old when they came up with, what I call, My Kitchen Mantra.  "Never leave the kitchen while cooking!" I've even been chanting this kid generated mantra while cooking and chanted it all the way to my bedroom.  Yup, that's how my brain works sometimes.  So, back to my daughter.  I've left the kitchen, drawn out by some random thought in my head and when I returned, I found my youngest standing in the kitchen stirring the pasta, soup or whatever I abandoned on the stove.  She'd smile, hand me the spoon and go back to what she was doing.

While sharing this with my son, it led into me telling him about the things I've noticed him do.  Lately, during times when my body is in a lot of pain or I'm overwhelmed, he'll gently approach me and ask if he can help in any way.  There are times he'll just say, "I got it Mom.  Why don't you go lay down."  Or a caring, "Are you ok?"  These small moments really make me appreciate these precious beings, my children, even more.  After expressing my gratitude for these moments, he smiled and said, "If or when I have kids, I want them to be just like me."  Oh, I laughed so hard and said, "You deserve to have kids just like you!"  I laughed even harder because I realized that the words coming out of my mouth are words that many Moms have said over the years, but they had a very different meaning.

Our time together was fun, enlightening and definitely had teaching moments.  I think I was the one learning.  They are very wise-beyond-their-years people.  I love it!

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Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Layover on My Trip to Shambhala

Earlier in my blog I wrote a post about vacationing in Shambhala.  Today, I got confirmation that I'm on my way to my favorite vacation spot (although I've never been there, I know it'll be my favorite).  One day, I'll be relaxing in this land of peace, tranquility and happiness.

As with any of my travels, I spend time planning for it and learning some of the customs of the area.  I've also noticed the universe sending me signs that I'm getting closer to my destination.  For example, when I began to be pulled toward the energy vortexes in Arizona, I had no idea how, when or why I'd be going.  I just new that it was a place I needed to see and experience.  My first step in the planning process was to push away any doubt in my mind, that I'd be able to go and stay there for any length of time.  I began affirming that I'd be visiting the red rocks and mountains of the area.  I spent part of my meditation time imagining that I was there.  I imagined how I felt sitting in the sun, surrounded by the clean air and healing energy.  I felt relaxed and happy.  I visioned the flight, the place I'd stay in and the people around me.  It was important for me to bring the entire experience into my body and mind as if it were already happening and this meant including as many of the senses and the details of the trip, as I could.  I began noticing AZ license plates.  I'd hear new stories about friends going or living there, that I'd never heard before.  My senses were in tune to the vibration of Arizona and picked up on even the littlest sign along the way.  These were, for me, reminders and acknowledgements that, yes, I would find my way there.

 About six months later, as I sat in service at my spiritual center, there was an announcement about a retreat that was open to all the congregants.  I thought, "Well, there it is!  That's when I'm going." At the time, I didn't know how I'd get there but those were just little pieces that would fall into place as I kept taking the steps in the right direction.  Everything came together beautifully and I spent a week in Sedona and a couple of days in Phoenix.  It was everything I had anticipated, and more.

The sign I got today, confirming my journey to Shabhala was my visit to a very calm, uplifting and healing place.  I went to my Naturopathic doctor to receive two treatments.  I have never had medical treatment like this before and as wonderful as it is, it takes a bit to get use to.  My past experiences have been all about putting out the next 'medical fire'.  These fires were symptoms that I was unable to cope with any longer.  I had no medical support to teach me how to cope prior to them becoming full blown bon fires.  Some of this is because there was no proof in blood tests, x-rays, MRI's, etc.  Without concrete Western proof, there was no treatment given.

Don't get me wrong, the two treatments I had, at the naturopathic center, were uncomfortable and had the potential to be painful but this office ensures a comfortable healing experience.  "How do they do this?", you say.  Well...for one, I'm tuned into businesses, the heartbeat of the business and the organism (organization) as a whole.  Kind of the way they treat their patients.  As I tuned in, I heard and saw a pleasant and soothing environment.  I heard and saw a pleasant staff and they were all smiling :) I heard conversation between staff and I was amazed by the supportive, uplifting and positive tone in each interaction.  Really! It felt as if their needs were being met as individuals and in turn, the needs of the medical center were being met with focus, joy, commitment and a deep desire to assist their patients on the path to healing.  And there was even a treatment that needed my full involvement.  I couldn't just passively, sit back and let someone treat me.  From beginning to end, this center teaches people how to take full responsibility of their own health. When I left, my body was tired and sore and had some unfamiliar sensations that I was told to expect.  My soul was nourished, my heart was full and I felt peace and tranquility.  This center treats the root of the problems while trying to sooth the symptoms and nurture the individual while they're at it.  I also feel as though they are looking and seeing me as a whole and health-ful person, which encourages me to do the work to heal and allow the true me to flourish again.  There's empathy, not pity.  There's encouragement, not pressure.  There's communication, not dictating.

I am hopeful for so much, after my experience today.  With knowledge, intuition and support, we can successfully take responsibility for our health and wellbeing.  I also have hope for the organisms (organizations) that are in the health care field.  Doesn't it make sense that a healthy body does better creating an environment for other healthy bodies?  In turn, an unhealthy body will struggle to create an environment to support health.

The blessings that have come from this new doctor's office are many.  I'm incredibly grateful that I have hope again, to find a sustainable level of health and be able to expand and share my gifts with others.

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Monday, August 5, 2013

The Most Interesting Appointment, So Far

Warning:  There may be bits of 'TMI-too much information' in this post.  My intention in posting this is to help those who may be living with similar medical challenges.  Please stop reading if you do not care to read about my colon therapy experience.  Thank you :)

Well, I'm not sure if any other doctor's appointment could top today's experience.  I've never had a colonic before.  I've done a great deal of research and decided long ago that I wanted to try this therapy.  I talked with others and read about how colonics can help the intestines learn how to do their job.  I relate it to the physical therapy you would have after the cast comes off your broken leg.  The leg needs to learn how to function again.  My digestive system decided, last winter to shut down completely.  The way I've been treating it is not sustainable and definitely not helping my belly get back to doing it's job.

This morning I called my Naturopathic Doctor because I was in so much discomfort with my lazy digestion.  The doctor said I could go in today to get some help.  The treatment room was clean and comfortable and my nurse, who administers the treatment, was very pleasant.  This helped the ongoing questions, in my head, calm down.  My nurse answered all my questions and attached the tubing to me.
 About 20 minutes into the 50 minute procedure, everything seemed to be moving along well, although slowly.  Then a loud blaring noise began to scream through the entire office.  The nurse looked at me and I looked at the light flashing on the wall with the word, FIRE, printed underneath.  We were both in a bit of disbelief.  At this point I had no idea how to evacuate the building as I was attached to a machine that was bathing my insides.  Between the two of us, we managed to not panic and to neatly pack everything up.  I dove into my pants and headed outside.

The weather was a comfortable 72 degrees outside and sunny.  I was hoping I wouldn't need a bathroom while waiting for the fire department to clear us to return.  Luckily, there was no pain, no rushing off to find the nearest bathroom and we were able to go back into the building and complete the procedure.

Although this was an unusual and a most unexpected Doctor's appointment, I scheduled another for Wednesday.  This time I asked if we could leave out the fire alarm part of the procedure..

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Sunday, August 4, 2013

Saturday, August 3, 2013

The Stress Monster Bit Me

I use to get so angry when my doctors would tell me that my symptoms were due to stress.  They'd say that it's normal to be a stressed out Mom, being single with triplets.  Back then, I actually felt as though my triplets were my saving grace.  There were times they would stress me out, but they weren't the cause of the enormous pressure I was under.  It was the internal pressure I'd put on myself for what, I thought, needed to get done.

Maybe with maturity and years of illness, doctors and experience, I've started to realize how much I take on without truly knowing that it's too much.  Maybe, when my kids were little, there was no choice but to do everything no matter how tired I was.  There were diapers, feedings, laundry, baths, carrying, nurturing, playing, nap time, crying (and I'd join in at times), cleaning, tuning into individual personalities, staying two steps ahead, potty training, work, bills, car maintenance, building a business that would support me and my three, bedtime and probably more.  I was happy to do it for the precious children who chose me to be their Mom. Although, doing it all, could have started an ingrained pattern of behavior for me.

Hearing the feedback from my new doctor, makes me think about those days.  My doctor told me that my adrenal gland is exhausted and my energy levels are at zero.  He also said, which rang very true for me, that with my fiery personality, I would always find a way to push through.  The way I did it was to run on adrenalin until my body just couldn't run anymore.  I would usually hit a wall.  I'd call it crashing, burnt or really really done.  It usually showed up with tears flowing from the disappointment of getting to that point.  I wondered why I couldn't do more.  It made me feel lazy when I'd have to lay in bed or sit more often then the people around me.  I had no way of rejuvenating my energy stores.  The little sleep I got, and the exercise I pushed myself to do would create some momentum to carry me for a short time.  This way of living was and is not sustainable.

I'm beginning to understand that stress is not an excuse or a cop-out.  It's a real and dangerous thing that needs to be managed.  Although I have many good tools to manage my stress; meditation, exercise, therapy, sleep aids, a great sister and mom...I have let one key piece slip between my fingers.  When I was in college, I began to take trips by myself.  This gave me time to myself to decompress and shake off the junk of the world.  I found that being with me and traveling to an unfamiliar place would open me up and recharge my batteries.  As I got older, the trips to Florida decreased and once I had children, the trips out of state dwindled to almost zilch.  The kids were about 2 or 3 years old when I began to create a get-away that was feasible.  I would go away from Friday to Sunday to a hotel in the next town over from where we lived.  It took me the full Saturday to decompress then Sunday I could breath and enjoy the weightlessness.  It seems as though time to myself is what recharges me and I can return with energy to spare.

This terrible bite really throws a monkey wrench into the expectations I have for myself, my road to health and the energy I need to heal and care for my family.  I'm working on domesticating this stress monster, but she's a feisty one.  It feels a bit like breaking a wild horse.  There's kicking and thrashing and I've been thrown a couple of time, not to mention, now I have a nasty set of teeth prints in my skin.

It's time!  Time to find a way to take a trip...out of myself.  These batteries need recharging and this stress monster needs some love and compassion... and maybe a nice bed to sleep on.

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Thursday, August 1, 2013

The Naturopathic Doctor's Visit

Yesterday, I had my first visit ever, with a Naturopathic Doctor.  I've done some alternative therapies in the past, like acupuncture, massage and reiki. Although, I've never had guidance around what combination would work best for me.  I've always felt strongly that, in conjunction with a doctor's expertise and a clear plan for food intake, exercise, the right supplements and treatments, my body would be able to heal.

I was nervous but hopeful about the Naturopathic Doctor.  I did my research ahead of time, and received some great feedback from others with Fibromyalgia, chronic pain and chronic fatigue.  My hesitation around seeing this doctor, was coming from my many challenging attempts to explain to a new doctor what I was going through.  My experience was that I'd be spending time and energy trying to prove myself to someone I didn't know and someone whom I didn't know if they could help me.  On many occasions, it's been a waste of my time and energy.  The feeling of hope came from the feedback I got as well as from a strong feeling that I'm on the right track with my healing.  I looked at this doctor's website and scoured through it to see if there were any red flags or green flags.  I found no red and all green.  One of the green flags was the doctor's approach.  He combines healing practices and beliefs from all over the world and not just America.  The information on his site was in simple terms and quite understandable to a fibro brainy person.  I liked seeing the information about diet and finding the right foods to eat based on your blood type and body type.  There's fancy scientific words for this, but my brain just doesn't retain that stuff right now.  I felt that what I was seeking was all in this one place; a healthy, all natural, alternative healing center that looked at the person as a whole.  Every system in the body needs to work with, not against, all the other systems in the body.  If the pancreas is not working efficiently and effectively, the sugars in the body are irregular leading to hypoglycemia or diabetes and can contribute to fat storage.  Spikes in sugar levels will take their toll on the adrenal glands, which in turn could lead to chronic fatigue.  Now, I'm not a doctor but, even in brain fog, I can see the obvious negative chain reaction illness can cause in the body.  Seeing that everything I had hoped for, in my medical care, may be under on roof, I was excited to see this doctor.

My appointment was 3 hours and nothing short of mind blowing.  One of the first things the doctor told me was that he did not want to hear about any diagnosis or challenges I've been dealing with.  He would read that later in my paperwork, after he did his unbiased exam.  His exam consisted of a finger prick blood test to determine my blood type, blood pressure, multiple pulse areas, examining my eyes and determining body type.  I was comfortable and able to stay in my clothes, not having to put on one of those horrific paper johnnies.  The blood type exam determines the best foods to eat and this, for me was the most crucial part.  I've tried for years to find the foods that work best for my body.  All I've been able to come up with is that sugar doesn't work for me and carbs, which turn into sugars in the body, don't work for me.  Not knowing much else, I just started cutting things out, hoping that I'd begin feeling better soon, until I found myself as a raw food vegan.  Come to find out, I should be eating red-meat protein at least 3 times a day.  Raw vegis don't work for my digestion and I was right about the sugar. they say in the south, "Butter my biscuits!"  Who knew?  This explains why I was craving meat when I finished my juice fast.  Oh, and he also said that with my energy levels at a 0, a juice fast is not a good idea.  Oops...too late.  The doctor concluded so many things about my current state of health.  He didn't need convincing.  He didn't even need me to tell him what my challenges are. He told me and was right on target.  He told me about my wacky hormone levels, the hypoglycemia,  the chronic pain, chronic fatigue, pancreatic cyst, IBS, poor memory, neuro symptoms connected to difficulty walking and so much more.  He was detailed, understandable and caring.

I was thrilled to have walked away with a meal plan designed to help me heal, therapeutic choices to consider and natural supplements that are formulated for my body type and specific challenges.  And to think, none of them have a big warning on them or a long list of small-print side effects that end in, "possible death".

It's important to me to have a team member who also believes that the body is very intelligent.  If given the love, compassion and support it needs, it can heal itself.  How many of us never put time or thought into how the body would thank us if we are gentle and compassionate towards it.  I now feel as though my team is complete and ready for the healing process to truly begin.

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