“I saved a man’s life once,” said Granny. “Special medicine, twice a day. Boiled water with a bit of berry juice in it. Told him I’d bought it from the dwarves. That’s the biggest part of doct’rin, really. Most people’ll get over most things if they put their minds to it, you just have to give them an interest.”
~ Terry Pratchett, Equal Rites“Though the doctors treated him, let his blood, and gave him medications to drink, he nevertheless recovered.”
~ Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
I’m off to see my Lyme Doctor today. Another date to tick off my calendar, another date to record my progress, update my meds and share my journey with a physician who truly cares.
Slowly, slowly I feel like I am being returned to myself. I’ve made a few short solo trips this past week, driving myself in the car. That’s a major breakthrough. I’ve begun a slow return to work. I’m having fewer terrible days, and more stretches of consistent energy. I’m writing. A lot. And that’s the most exciting thing of all.
There’s still a long way to go, and I’m still exhausted easily and often, but oh, how hopeful I am that this slow journey will take me back to the flow of life, where I can be fully immersed instead of simply cheering from the sideline.
I’ll keep you posted on my progress. Thanks again for your love and support, and for being here with me through all of this. Much love, Nicole xx
