Day 11 // Google Garble
We’ve all been there - waking up in the middle of the night with a pounding headache, lymph nodes the size of tennis balls, tingling fingers or another ailment with an unexplained origin.
We’ve all been there - waking up in the middle of the night with a pounding headache, lymph nodes the size of tennis balls, tingling fingers or another ailment with an unexplained origin.
The battle has begun and immunity is at stake. The enemy? The toxic drugs attempting to derail my white blood counts.
At some point modern medicine will have to grant more credence to Eastern medicine and healing practices.
Stepping into the steamy shower, I was apprehensive about washing my hair - and with good reason.
It's 7:30 PM as I type this smiling at how beautiful this July summer day has turned out to be.
She's been on my mind since Day 1 and I've recanted the story several times always erasing her remarks quickly from mind.
"Being a mother is learning about strengths you didn't know you had and dealing with fears you didn't know existed.” ~ Linda Wooten
I no longer have enough fingers to count the number of times that statement has been said to me.
5:00 AM could not come soon enough as I was jumping out of my skin at the thought of working out. What has only been 3.5 weeks has felt like eons.
Recently I was diagnosed with cancer in the reproductive organs.