It’s felt like a very long time, this last 8 months and I know (or hope) that one day this too, will have passed and we can all look back with ‘gosh, remember that year I was so sick?’. Fingers crossed!
When I’m all fixed I will:
Take my daughter to the zoo to pat the quokkas
Go out for dinner with adults, at night time!
Visit my friends for coffee
Walk to work and back (it’s only 10 minutes)
Clean my house myself
Walk to the beach with my daughter
Its not a massive list of requests! A quite reasonable one I think, it’s not like I’m a professional dancer and want to begin training daily. Sometimes I wonder how sick I am below the surface, particularly when I have a reaction like the last few days to some vacuuming and tidying. My life and expectations have been slowly lowering since December. Things could be a lot worse, I could be bed-ridden. So I do try to be grateful for the good days when they come.
Starting the supplement regime again today after a week of detox and alkalising. I’m equal parts hopeful and apprehensive (& one part acid! I still have a slightly nasty taste in my mouth). July was my worst month so far and it’s when I started the supplements. It was also probably the coldest Adelaide winter month for years and an emotional let down at work. Who knows how much all of those things played into it?
Good luck to me!