While enduring a pain filled night induced by the full moon of 2014, along with Bartonella and many other factors, I decided to do something different. Rather than worry about the fact that I must sleep in order to heal, I decided to use it as an opportunity. Either way, I was up with insomnia,... Continue Reading →
Guest blogger Don Ashcraft reminds us of the the importance of keeping our humor when sick, even when in the hospital for surgery.
As time goes on, you begin to forge close relationships with people from all over the world who have the same illness as you. These people may be far away, yet nonetheless you share a closer bond with them than people you have known your entire life who live close by...
Sometimes, I wake up and realize that as time slips away, my spirit only seems to follow. In those moments, I find that I miss myself. I yearn to feel deeply again, rather than to feel the numbness from die-off signaling a waking death. I quite forget myself, that the "I" that misses myself is... Continue Reading →