Monday, November 2, 2015

End of October, Early November, 2015~

 

"Nature itself is the best physician."

 
                       Dear Reader,
 
                        I am pleased to be able to report that I am up to five of the Lyme Core Protocol  
                        supplements a day (on my way to six a day until I reach twelve week by week),
                        and show no signs of worsening symptoms, and very minor symptoms for both        
                        Lyme and the Candida overgrowth.
                       
 
                        It is still a few months yet before I go to see the doctor and get my Candida lab work
                        back, My hope, is that it will show to be minor after all the changes I've made and
                        healing work I've been doing.
                                 
                        The SCD diet agrees with me greatly, and I have been making sure to keep on my
                        outdoor adventures. The mountains really help so much.
                        It's a fine mixture of the sweat on the hike, the knowledge along the trail (I'm 
                        continuing to develop my woodland identification knowledge), the company I have
                        with me on my adventures, and the scenery.
                        I personally find the process beneficial to mind, body and soul.
                       
                        When I first realized that I had Lyme disease, I had feared that I would not be able to
                         hike again, or lead any kind of a normal life.
                        I celebrate each symptom less day, and find in each one multiple blessings.
                       
                        I still have not bathed in the city water that we have at our current home                   nor have       I ingested  it orally, and I believe that this has aided in my health.
                        On an ecstatic note: WE GOT THE HOUSE!!!!!!!!
 
                           
                        In prior writings, I had mentioned that we has been on the lookout for a house with
                        good well water and enough land to grow food on, and here this month we have been
                        with a house that has both to offer.
                      
                       This past weekend was Halloween weekend, and I spent it packing and preparing
                       for a garden to start by the Spring. I hope to be able to grow the many vegetables and
                       berries that I have to eat and pay a decent price for at the market.
                       I have also made contacts and am able to start buying fresh grassfed cow meat
                       straight from the farm, and a decent source of raw milk.
          
                       So far things are coming together for me nutritionally, which leaves me feeling
                       hopeful for the future.
 
                       I do plan on recovering fully, and leaving this all behind me.
 
                       So far, I've had to change the way I eat and cook completely, the way I manage my
                       stress and some behaviors, my residence and even how much I bathed for a short
                       while there before we found the house. 
 
                       These sacrifices and changes will benefit my future, and I feel that something as    s                      severe  as  Lyme Disease should have a defense just as serious right back at it.
 
                         I find myself feeling grateful that I have caught this disease early enough, as well as
                        having the ability to move, eat the way I need to and supplement myself properly. I
                         am also grateful that I am not dragging children and a family through this ordeal with
                         me. I can't even begin to imagine how taxing this all would be for some families, and
                         parts of it (like the change of residence) impossible.
 
                        When the worst becomes worst, I think of these things. And get outside. Alas! The
                        winter comes, and I dread cabin fever and the wanting to venture out of doors when
                        it might be better for me to stay put.
 
                         I'll find something out, that's for certain.
 
                         Tonight, I leave you nearly symptom free, and hoping to stay good and on course.
                         
                         
 
                        
 
                     
                           
                       
 
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