I met my nephew for the first time today. He is just over 3 weeks old. I understand in this moment why we refer to newborn humans as miracles. He is expressive and has opinions. He wants to be close and connected all the time (even though he is also learning to sleep in places other than on a person). He is inquisitive and hungry and testing out how to use his limbs.
When my nephew looks at me, his eyes are reaching. There’s something he sees and knows when he looks into another person’s eyes. I don’t know what it is. But I can see that he does.
I took an airplane to visit my sister and her family. I’ve been on airplanes a few times since this time last year. Before that, I stopped taking them for 3 years when Lyme disease took over my life.
Prior to today, air travel was difficult. I asked for wheelchair assistance when I was negotiating the airport. That meant arriving extra early, waiting for someone to pick me up and take me around, being ignored by other passengers who bumped into me, and usually, a very uncomfortable chair. Usually, the person pushing the chair was skeptical about me needing one, so I explained that I have arthritis in my hips from Lyme disease. It was too complicated to explain the strange neurological phenomenon that impeded my walking in addition to the joint stiffness, muscle weakness and heart condition. The advantage to using a wheelchair was getting through security…oh yes, and being able to get from to the curb to the plane on a day when I couldn’t walk more than 100 feet.
On previous occasions, when the plane landed, I could barely stand. It was pretty painful to deal with the air pressure changes. My joints and my back would need a few hours or days to recover. I generally spent a bunch of time on a heating pad wherever I arrived.
Today had its own miracles. Since I’ve coiled for 2 months, my body has changed. I didn’t ask for wheelchair assistance. I could just walk around the airport and find a seat in the waiting area. I walked onto the plane myself. I stood in various lines, no problem. Most incredibly, I got up when the plane landed and walked right off.
Granted, I’ve had my share of pain the rest of the day. But I’m not incapacitated. Amazing.
Before I left this morning, I coiled for the third day in a row on the co-infections. Then I’m taking a break for three days while I’m not in New York.
- Bartonella, abdomen, 4 minutes 15 seconds
- Babesia, chest, 1 minute
- Candida, abdomen, 10 minutes
My detox protocol has gone out the window for these few days.
- skin brushing
- BioMat/infrared heat (4 hours sleeping on level 2, 20 minutes on level 4)
I took a B-12 shot today in the hopes that I’ll have a decent amount of energy for the next few days.
I had a big night sweat last night. This morning, I was groggy and had a lot of back pain. I about 7 hours of sleep because I had to get up early to go to the airport after not being able to fall asleep last night.
I coiled this morning before I left. I ended up with a Herx headache that lasted about 3 hours and cloudy urine all day. My sensitivity to light has been high all day and turned into a returned headache for a short period of time when I accidentally looked out the plane window without sunglasses.
In the hours after the plane trip, I’ve had a lot of joint pain (as in all my joints). I got pretty tired shortly after I arrived at my sister’s place. I took a nap a few hours later and woke up feeling a lot of pain in my hands and feet. Since then, I’ve been a bit stiff. I hope that after a good sleep, I’ll be refreshed in the morning.
In one final miracle of the day, I discovered that I’m strong enough to hold my new nephew (approximately 9 lbs.) for over two hours in a row. Lucky me to have the opportunity for that much baby love, and luckier that I could take him up on the offer.