“You take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.”
~ Morpheus, The Matrix
I have teetered between unwell and totally incapacitated for my entire adult life. And in all that time I’ve been searching for a solution.
I’ve ended up entertaining two enduring fantasies for the past ten years, both of them so deliciously appealing that I have run them over and over in my imagination, making them as tangible as possible.
The first is that I would find a genius diagnostic doctor like Dr Gregory House, the TV character who could get to the bottom of any medical mystery and create a decent clinical diagnosis and treatment path. This brilliant doctor would finally be the one to work out what was wrong with me.
The second is that I would find a magical pill that would miraculously cure me.
In the last year I’ve been blessed to have two doctors come into my life who’ve been able to give me that diagnosis. And I’ve ended up with magical pills that are returning me to health.
Once upon a time I thought my little fantasy was just a crazy feel-good distraction. But as I kept on dreaming it, it eventually started coming true. A doctor. A diagnosis. A magical pill. Me – well again.
After my visit with my Lyme Doctor yesterday I KNOW it’s not a fantasy. I’m on the path back to wellness, and I’m excited at the possibilities that lie ahead.
Don’t ever stop dreaming. You truly have no way of knowing how things might turn out. Sometimes that crazy idea you entertain on the darkest of nights turns out to be the truth that lights up your days.
Much love to you, Nicole xx
