That's where I am finding myself today. Suddenly, I am the one at the doctors for myself and not my children. It feels so strange and wrong after years of seeking assistance for my children. I found myself so ill that I couldn't do anything but lie in bed and be immensely grateful for my mom and best friend. The fear that came with several weeks of being in and out of the doctor's and hospital and being unable to care for my children made me stop and think...but only for a moment. When I was up, I put aside the thoughts of "take care of momma" and jumped full speed ahead into dealing with my children's needs.
That happened a couple weeks ago. Now the train crashed again. Not as intensely. But enough to bring the reality of this wake up call to the forefront. Doctors and nutritionists are being consulted: one for a diagnosis and the other for pursuing a cure. There is nothing like being told directly that if momma doesn't take care of herself, she won't be able to take care of anyone. I just lived this a few weeks ago. The thought of returning to that spot is dreadful.
And so begins another bend in this journey.
Almost all food has become very painful to eat. I crave pears and guacamole. I found that I can drink a smoothie made with apple, celery, carrots, and parsley. Rice, spinach, squash and yogurt are alright. So is a mango, blueberry, probiotic, Metagenics Ultracare smoothie. Everything else is not so good.
I went to my nutrition consultant. She did an ionic cleanse and checked for certain things using iridology. I also went to my chiropractor who tested for certain things as well. Tomorrow, I will go to a second traditional doctor for further testing. So far everyone is saying the same thing. I guess we'll see what the test results yield soon enough. My nutrition consultant is waiting for the final verdict from the doctor, but she is pretty certain what we need to supplement with so my body can begin to heal.
And so begins a new leg on this journey. I wonder what is about to be learned and what can be passed along? Whatever it is, experience has shown that it will be incredible: filled with struggles, victories and plenty of stories to share along the way. I hope to return to the path of health again...this time armed with knowledge and better tools. This time, I hope to make sure that I take time to take care of myself. Because if momma isn't well, the whole family suffers. That just isn't an option.
As always, thank You for this bend in this journey.