Coiling for Lyme

bartonella

  • Independence and Interdependence

    Independence I’ve just returned from a trip to the East Coast. It was a fun and tiring trip. I spent the first week in Virginia with my sister and her family. We celebrated my nephew’s 4th birthday with a party… Continue reading

  • Counting on One Finger

    There are some lessons to learn over and over again. Each year for the past three years, I’ve tried to figure out how to coil for Bartonella in the most effective way possible. Each year I’ve come to a similar… Continue reading

  • Tipping Point

    As I’ve battled each of the chronic infections with the coil machine, I’ve reached a point when the herxes start to diminish. Usually, at that point, I coil more per session or more frequently (from once per week to once… Continue reading

  • Familiar Territory

    I spent the last week or two worrying. First, I was worried that I wasn’t getting all the Bartonella symptoms I’d been expecting. I started to wonder if my new protocol wasn’t working. Then I had a crazy pain in… Continue reading

  • Unnerving

    I had a major breakthrough in my understanding of Bartonella a few nights ago. I was talking to someone about my newest issue: chest pain. The person had some medical training and thought that I should look up autonomic nerve… Continue reading

  • Disarmed

    Coiling progress is such a strange concept. The better I do at it, the worse I feel. Until I feel better and make it worse all over again. I can’t quite believe that I’ve left behind my winter honeymoon. I… Continue reading

  • Bring on the Funk

    About two weeks ago, I started coiling again. I have to say that I really liked taking a break while I’m at home. The days are so long. I can do lots of things. I feel freer. And mostly, I… Continue reading

  • Double-Blind Bind

    A few weeks ago, I watched the movie Dallas Buyers Club. It was so helpful to see another person at another time with another disease trying to figure out how to keep going when mainstream medicine didn’t have good answers.… Continue reading

  • Fabulously 40

    Forty years old. It’s an accomplishment. When I was in my 20s, 40 seemed old. In my 30s, my outlook started to change. For a few years in my early 30s, I wasn’t sure if I’d live to see 40.… Continue reading

  • Multiple Modalities

    As I prepare for what I hope will be the final show-down against Bartonella, I’ve actually stopped coiling for a bit. Or rather, I stopped to travel at the end of December, and since returning home, I haven’t started again… Continue reading