Vacation, Day 52, and a bit of a rant

I had a busy 2 weeks, and a startling doctor visit.  Don't worry, I am not dying but I will get to that in a bit. This will probably be a long post. Let's start off with my attempt at a healthy vacation.

Day 14

My growing supplement stack.  Pool sign not included.

Big jumps today, says the Healer! WHEE!  This week was completely different from last week.  I had energy, enough that I actually worked out EVERY day this week instead of being lethargic and stuck on the couch last week, sobbing over every single thing.  I didn't go crazy, like I suspected.  I just felt back to seemingly normal.  I had a belly ache last night, but emotionally...nothing like last week.

I went into today with my Lung Folder to show him my findings.  He was not the least bit surprised.  It really validated what I am doing is right for me.  He explained that the docs needed to associate a name with what's going on with me.  I am starting to wonder if I even have Bronchiectasis....let's wait and see.

He went on to retest me, and he was SO happy that my virus is now out of the DNA and on its way out of my body.  This is a big deal!  The sooner I can rid the virus from my body the sooner I can detox.  The fungus is now only located in my lower lungs,which makes sense because of my x-rays that is the main concentration of my illness .  I had noted that the last couple of days, I am coughing more dry coughs (that's a normal cough to most everyone) than I usually do.  Normally for me, when I am dry coughing it's SO rare that it is painful for my throat.  Not to say, I'm having less "normal Bri coughs" ...just more "normal human being coughs".  So let's hope that this fungus GETS OUTTA MY LUNGS!  The bacteria I had is gone. GONE I SAY! Whee! So I am right on track still.  He did find a bit of a virus in my gut which was probably my gut issues last night.

Did I say the bacteria is GONE?!?!  In two weeks, I've healed myself of the bacteria, and the other stuff is working its way out.  Why have I not done this sooner?  Why is this "alternative medicine" now and not "normal medicine"?  Why isn't this a normal practice anymore?  Why are people so swayed by the Western Medicine practices?  Why take the quick fix that only allows more problems to arise?  Chemo? No, I'll never.  Especially not now.  Sorry, but I'm taking this route forever.  Western Medicine can suck it.

I could tell the Healer was checking my dopamine levels to see if I was off balance.  Side note, a couple days ago I dared to read an article about a poor dog that is probably going to die from a tumor, and I only got misty eyed and did not bawl.  Anything dog related, if a dog is hurting, I usually cannot read or watch or see photos because I have such a reaction to them.  Maybe because I knew there was a good ending to the story...maybe it was because my dopamine levels were fixed.  I still got mildly (but normally) emotional, but it was so minute on the scale of last week I can't even count it.  Anyway, the Healer was checking my levels and I KNEW I passed that test! I didn't even study for it!

He added two more supplements to my routine, and I had to make out a new chart.  I am taking all the things, plus a probiotic and some blended essential fatty acids.  It's probably good for me because I don't eat enough sea food as I should.  I can't wait to see what next week has in store for me!

lookit this discovery!

You guys, I just found something that blew my mind.  Remember me saying there is a fungus in my lungs and the Healer is treating it with ACS Silver?  Remember how the post I made just a few hours ago said the fungus was healing and in less places?  Well, I was perusing through our file cabinet looking for additional tax info for our appointment tomorrow, when I came across my old lung files.  I have a copy of them because someone might need to know.  I thought, "oh cool I should take this with me next week to show him, he may want copies."  I decided to leaf through it just for fun when I came across this page here:

Day 7

Well, here I am back again to report how my first week of phase 1 went!  If you're missing out, I suggest you start at the beginning by reading here, here, and here to catch up.

Week one went as well as can be expected.  I actually wrote out day 1's post and had to go back in later and edit it because I was SO TIRED when I wrote it out.  I noticed a couple days later I left out about half of the information.  So, day 1 I was extremely sleepy all day.  I didn't know if that was coincidence or not, because how could I be so tired that fast? Beats me! I took a nap that day, I never nap.  The next day was a lazy Sunday and the next thing I know, I am taking another nap!  5 out of the 7 days I took a nap and the other two I was in bed BEFORE 9pm.  So I would say, that the sleepiness was in fact related to the toxins moving out of my body, or the meds kicking in and attacking them.

I had another strange reaction, that I didn't know was related until my appointment today.  Tuesday, I thought I was fine and Goose came home and casually mentioned he had taken care of something without me that, normally I wouldn't even get frustrated about.  Instead, I burst into tears and my feelz were so hurt that you would have thought someone had attacked me and left my leg broken in 4 places.  Yes, I have a hairline trigger for tears as it is, but I was VERY upset and I didn't know why.  I blamed it on that fun time of the month when girls get really irritated, got over it and moved on.  Except the next night, I got very angry about how I was making the bed back after washing the sheets.  I mean, making the bed isn't a big deal.  Why was I so uptight about it? I got so angry that Goose started teasing me about it (again somethingdI'd just laugh off), unbeknownst to both of us what would happen next.  I then burst into tears.  Not just normal tears; hysterical wailing tears as if someone died, tears.  I was a mess and ended up crying myself to sleep only to wake up the next morning STILL upset and cried some more, stared out the window, cried some more and then stared out the window some more until I realized I was better.  There was no real trigger as to why I freaked out, I just did.  I am positive I was a pure nightmare for Goose who had no idea why I was being so weird.  I'M SORRY I WAS SUCH A WHACKO, GOOSE! I still heart you!  I should have known it was because of this cleanse, but this was a part I did not expect.  So after crying basically 3 days straight, today's appointment couldn't come soon enough so I could ask.  My puffy eyes and leaky ducts needed a break.

It's not a good look for anybody, really.

I went in to the Healer's office and he asked how I was doing this week and the first thing out of my mouth was "Um, well I was sleepy lots, but I also was hysterically crying for 3 days and I don't know why.  Is that part of this? Because WHOA."  He said, "For some people, they will have an emotional response along with everything else.  You're fine.  This means you're probably improving, lets check you out."  I sighed a big PHEW and hoped this crying crap will be over soon.  He tested me again with the NeuroLink test and checked my current problems' levels.  One of the viruses had gone down quite a bit, meaning last week the virus was deeply rooted inside my DNA and just over the course of a week I was able to pull it out from inside the DNA and now its sitting superficially on top of it.  I still have more work to do to pull it from my system altogether so he readjusted my dosage on the homeopathic remedy he had whipped up for me last week.  He explained the numbers were a major change.  Last week I was at 96MM (BAD) and this week I was at 76M (much better, but not out of the woods).  He wanted to focus on this virus because it was the stronger of the two I have going on.  He also told me that the fungus was in less spots, so that is also improving as well!  (Let's give a big high five to ACS Silver!  *high fives* Keep attacking the junk in my lungs, ACS!)  He then went on to check out my head, and the neurotransmitters and found that my dopamine levels were all out of whack so with his Voodoo, he reset my levels and hopefully I won't be a sobbing psycho about every little thing that happens.

I am right on track for what he expects of me.  My med intakes stay the same, so still the crazy 2, 3, and 4 times a day on everything.  I can't say I have noticed anything significant going on in my lungs because I am just so used to it, it's hard to gauge if there's any change.  I'm used to coughing, I'm used to being stopped up, I'm just used to it.  I have lived all my life with it, so I don't even notice most times when I cough.  So I can't make heads or tails if it's working, or if I feel different because to me, it's all the same.  Not much else has changed on my end, I couldn't really work out this week on account of all the sleeping I've been doing, or how lethargic I was during the day.  I should be able to jump right back into that next week with no trouble.  Hopefully my energy levels will start to spike!  I'm pumped for week two and to see what weird stuff happens to me this week!

Maybe THIS will happen next? GIMME ALL YER MONEY!

Grocery list

Goose is not doing the wellness diet with me, but he is wanting to follow his Blood Type's list of foods.  Since we are two different blood types, I thought well this will SUCK for us eating...do I make him one meal while I eat another?  I then laughed and said, "don't be silly, you won't make TWO dinners at night...PSH!"  So I thought the best thing to do was to write down every single "allowed" and "neutral" food (which is still allowed, it just won't hurt you nor will it benefit you) on both our lists.  I then cross referenced them to see what foods we would have in common.  Turns out, more than I thought.

I thought, wouldn't it be nice if I could shop for us off of what we DO have in common instead?  Well yes, but that's a lot of memorization, and I don't do well on test day.  I'd get to the grocery store and forget everything I memorized!


*idea bulb*

Kimchi

I am sure, as most of the world has heard, probiotics are all the rage these days.  What with Jaime Lee Curtis promoting Activia like its the next Micheal Myers movie...don't get me wrong, I'd love to see her adorable grey head fight that jerk all over the big screen but, wait.  That's not what this blog is about! *slaps self* Probiotics!  For those who live under a rock or just don't ask google, I'll summarize:  Super healthy live bacteria that we would call "good bacteria" that helps balance out you gut.  

For a more specific answer:

Because I want to get old.

People who truly have jumped on the "healthy bandwagon" usually have reasons why they did.  I'm not talking the fad dieters who choose to drop a few lbs this month, or join a workout group for a month and quit after.  I mean the people who had their eyes opened right up and slapped in the face with "you NEED to get better for YOU".

Here's my reason.  I don't like divulging this as a conversation starter, I don't want to be pitied.  In fact, most people would never know or guess that I have a disease.  I don't tell this story for pity and I refuse to let it define me.  But it is a part of me, and a major factor in my health changes no matter how big or small they are and will be.