Lyme Blog

The hawk circles over life of the earth and asks you to circle over your life and view it from a higher perspective.

This is the visitor I received this morning.

Life is only at the beginning right now. I am at the cusp of this wondrous and frighetning point and Lyme has brought me here....where butterflies and hawks witness my transformation.

I went into the woods yesterday. I did not see one tick but was blessed with the presence of a blue monarch butterfly. There are butterflies everywhere and I am grateful for their elegance.

I may not be in the woods yet, with an Almond and Palma Rosa mix, deflecting ticks. But I have certainly taken a break from the Lyme. My body is getting stronger. I am swimming a bit.

My mind is still fuzzy. Treating the Bartonella, if that is what it is. Cognition problems...although I just read Deer Hunting With Jesus: Dispatches From America's Class War! It was an easy read. Anxiety and fear still there but I am not entertaining them while I am on vacation from them.

I am taking melatonin once in a while for sleep.

Much less anxiety, fear and general restlessness. It may have been Bartonella all along. Since I began Levaquin, I sleep at night without any assistance (Benadryl with Melatonin). The revved up feeling at night has diminished.

Ming, my Tuina practitioner, has begun using Chinese cupping on me. It can be used to generally strengthen the immune system and eliminate toxins.

I find it beneficial and enjoy it at the end of the Tuina session.

It turns out that my great grandmother usied to cup in Calabria, Italy some 65 years ago, putting the cups in boiling water. WOW.

I feel clamer these days, participating in life rather than participating in illness...i.e., managing its symptoms.

Today, we found Pseudomonas and Proteus while lasering. Detoxing is purging.

In the past 3 nights, my neighbor and I harvested 80 lbs. of honey off of two supers (16 frames of waxed honey).

What an awakening to think of bees rather than timing the meds and herbs.

Not bad after 9.5 months of a PICC line. Nothing that some shea, cocoa butter and beeswax cannot heal.