I am fully aware that I have slung an awful lot of data at you over the last 6 weeks and especially the 10 days. I thought it might be nice to curl up on the couch in front of the fire for a few minutes, take a breath, and step off the data train for a few minutes. It’s been nice to have an open fire to loll in front of but I am finding that while it might be warm, open fires just don’t cuddle like a bunch of kitties.
I am pleased to report that I have not strayed from the couch since I arrived in Birch Bay, except to attend to the the obligatory bathroom duties and grab a Zevia from the kitchen counter. Over the course of the last two days and three evenings I have been reminded of the reasons I live in a house with no TV and why blackout blinds are the bomb. That it hasn’t stopped raining since I got here has certainly been an encouragement to hang sofa side with my trusty laptop instead of sneaking off to see how fluffy my hair would get if I tool a leisurely stroll down the beach. If my weather app is to be believed there is unlikely to be any beach strolling tomorrow either. I had been considering stretching out my butt cheeks since they currently resemble the shape of this couch cushion.
It occurred to me that it might not have been easy to establish the timeline for all this discovery and recovery I’ve been doing, so I thought it might be helpful if I gave you one.
July 20: Ordered DNA and Blood tests. Began Ketogenic diet. (Coming soon!)
September 1: DNA and blood test results. Treatment Plan 1. Ordered saliva test. Began elimination and rotation diet.
September 30: Saliva test results. Ordered poop test.
October 12: Poop test results. Treatment Plan 2. Ordered thyroid test.
It also occurred to me that through all the data and treatment plans I haven’t given you much sense of how things are progressing because I threw all the data at you at pretty much the same time.
You’ll probably be as pleased as punch that I haven’t had a headache or a migraine since 5 days after I started the first treatment plan and began the elimination and rotation diet. I am pleased as punch that I have no joint pain. Anywhere. Psoriasis? 50% gone. Which is the best it’s been in, oh, 20 years. More exciting news is that my gut is behaving very nicely – not too fast, not too slow. My energy levels are back to 70% and I am sleeping through the night most nights. Oh, and that 5 lbs that ain’t hanging around anymore. But the news of the night has to be that I came off all medications 2 weeks ago. Sorry about that $1500 a month, BigPharma.
As you can see, progress has been swift. Once you take away the antagonists and add the things that are missing healing can gallop along at quite a clip. I never imagined that just 9 weeks in I’d be well on my way to healing things that have ailed me for most of my life. It certainly never crossed my mind that I would be entirely unmedicated just 4 months after my last suicidal episode. Pretty rad if you ask me. I thought this whole thing would be the most tedious, long-drawn-out, annoying, and depressing process ever – if it worked at all. Part of me thinks this must all be some crazy dream and that I’ll wake up tomorrow feeling like I did back in May, while the other part of me is trying to refrain myself from squealing with glee every 7 minutes.
Instead of the squealing I’ll leave you with this shot of me on Day 27 of treatment. All smiles.