It has been quite the fibro month plus all the regular life stuff. First of, I am extremely proud to say that it will be 8 weeks this upcoming Monday since the beginning of my latest experiment of no more marijuana. I have noticed a few things: clarity, way fewer migraines and headaches, and generally feel more in touch with myself. I am very happy to say that this trend will continue for a damn long time. In fact, I think I will officially pass on my paraphernalia, which I have only had a few months now. I have passed the test and can now be freed. It is an odd trick of the mind really, in order to have an easier time to quite, I didn't throw away what I had. Instead, I kept it in its hidden location, knowing that it was there. Knowing I could and that I don't works for me. I did this my first time around in 2007 as well. Here I am, nearly 6 years later, using the same (successful) technique. Damn, it feels good. Plus, with going to the gym once a week again, I am feeling stronger and have less upper back pain.
On the not so good side (I will get back to the good in a moment), I recently had a really bad flare. So much that I left work early last Wednesday as I was near tears in misery and pain, stayed home Thursday and worked from home Friday because I didn't have the energy to come in to work. On Thursday, I woke up to all 5 animals with me; they knew. I was very thankful to be surrounded by so much love as I was recovering. Prior to fully crashing, I felt like I was burning out. The awful thing about burning out is that once you go through one burnout, it is too easy to have another. Between the weather and many other factors in work and life, I was toast. This lead me to pursuing alternative methods: I booked a free 15 minute consultation with a naturopathic doctor.
There is a wonderful little health store in the city centre that I can easily get to by bus that has many resources. One day, I was talking with one of the girls and she suggested going to see the naturopathic doctor about hormonal imbalances. The doctor happens to work upstairs of the store. In the middle of my crash, I went to see her. Thankfully a friend of mine drove me to and from (even took me out to dinner, yay!). I had a good feeling from her and felt that she was really listening and could help me. So, I booked for a full hour consultation. I went there yesterday. It's like seeing a light, a glimmer of hope. Conventional medicine works for some but my body is so sensitive to most medications that I usually end up with the side effects rather than the benefits. Given how much pain and how much I have been in flares over the last 6 months, I had to do something. For the last week I have been thinking, "I don't want a cure, I want to heal". The difference between naturopathic medicine and conventional is that in naturopathic, the aim is to heal the person, not ail a singular disease or issue. As with most anyone with heal issues, there is usually more than one thing going wrong and it is all connected somehow. I need a wholesome approach to my health to feel better. With my own blessings and her support, I am embarking on a journey that I am sure will help me immensely now and in the future. We have started by cleansing the years of damage I have done to myself and work on getting me balanced again. I know I am on the right track, I can feel it.
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