Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts

Sunday, November 5, 2017

November Mindfulness: Nourished

November Mindfulness: Day 2 'Nourished'

Unsurprisingly, I'm playing catch up on day 2.... I took the photos, planned the posts... not sure I have a reasonable excuse for not even uploading a photo!

'Nourished' did make me think a little bit more deeply about what true nourishment means just now. Yes, I eat well (even with the 'good' dark, organic, low sugar chocolate... mostly); I can't drink any alcohol because it would prevent antibiotics from working; I drink loads of water & herbal teas; I take various supplements - some antimicrobial, or ones that work in some way to complement the antimicrobial action of medications/ herbs, and others to boost antioxidants and aid in detoxing my body as it (hopefully) is so exhausted because it's clearing out nasty, twisted (ha ha... Lyme jokes) spirochetes.  But that didn't really feel like it went very deep - it was too literal, so I think this collage better represents how I 'nourish' myself right now.


'Nourished'
#herbaltea #organicchocolate #cactusgarden #breathe #ifyoucandreamityoucandoit #butterlies
#justwhenthecaterpillarthoughttheworldwasoveritbecameabutterfly
#somepursuehappinessotherscreateit #art #myart #arttherapy #flowers #candles



There is tea (green tea, ginger tea, matcha tea, turmeric tea, kava tea, 'breathe deep' tea, 'throat coat' tea, 'bedtime' tea, milk thistle tea, fruity teas, fruity green teas, minty teas.... basically everything except 'real' tea - British and I dislike tea.... I've got the healthy ones though & I think that's what counts here!) - all with the obligatory hipster(hippy?)-but-I-love-it tea bag tags offering a dose of philosophical existentialism a few times a day, and some amazingly tasty coffee-chocolate from our local health food store.... no, my diet's not perfect, but I TRY!!  

More representative of how I 'nourish' (/boost/ motivate/ pick a synonym) myself are all the little things I surround myself with. I like to look around me and feel the little boost I get from these things I've inadvertently collected or created over the years.  I find this in quotes, art, plants (although I fear they might really be struggling for light now the clocks have gone back, unless they can get on board with my personal Lyme-time-zone), books, scented candles, special cards, my piano, (a million) notebooks, paints, pencils, pens, sketchbooks (different from notebooks), colouring books and a variety of my own creations.  Lots of little things that make me smile, make me think, or remind me how much I enjoyed creating them.  Some are clear messages - and perhaps the reason I've sworn at 'cheerful' inanimate objects on the odd occasion; some are things I have spent valuable time and energy (and spoons) creating myself - painting, drawing, planting....  Creativity is truly a form of escapism and is probably where I find mindfulness best.  And even if some objects seem irrationally annoying on bad days, most of the time they serve their purpose and remind me to focus on the positive.



Whatever we plant in our subconscious mind and nourish with repetition and emotion will one day become a reality.

~ Earl Nightingale ~


Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Rest, don't quit

And the best intentions always seem to be consumed by my body's utterly insatiable need for......... rest.  So January was not filled with blog posts/ positive inspirations/ etc. Honestly, what can I say except sometimes 'sleep happens' (and not always when I need it to happen; so when it comes in waves, I am taking advantage...... sleep heals? Right? - No. Honestly, I don't think so, if sleep healed I would be f***king superwoman by now; but everything else hurts less when I'm unconscious, so sleep still wins).

There was a time I would never have believed writing one thing a day could be too much.... but there's a lot I know now that I would never have believed 'before'. Erm, for example that I actually would learn to rest!

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 When I am healthy, and fit, and energetic, and strong again (positive mantras); when my perseverance finally prevails -  I don't care that my body is probably going to try to remind me that 'we'* are not in our twenties anymore; I am going to remind it that ALL it did for the majority of my twenties, and so far much of my thirties, was battle with me when I needed to wake up and.... well, do stuff; do anything really - how hard every single physical and mental task is right now.  It* has to make up for lost time.

Therefore when it* is able, when I start bouncing places again, instead of trying to hide a limp and struggle to match the speed of a snail; I will remind my body about all that time we* have to make up for....  I will remind it about aerial yoga, acro-yoga, indoor trampoline parks with foam pits and parkour-trampolining walls..... actually, and parkour, slacklining, 'mainstream' breakdancing..... all of it - I will remind my body that it was just not an option when I first read about it/ watched it and longed to try every single thing -  that when I get my bounce back, I have over a decade to make up for!!  And sometimes, that thought is exactly what I need to keep me going - whether it's battling through one day, or accepting that - yes - 'resting enables healing'.


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Yes, I have learned how important it is to rest.  I have learned that there are types of pure fatigue and exhaustion that nobody knows how much rest they really need.  That all the rest in the world can't fix 'tired' sometimes.   But because I have learned this; I have also learned I will never, ever take my energy or my health for granted when I get it back.  I have learned I need to rest.  I have also learned never to quit.  Because despite everything - every puzzle, every mystery, every obstacle that I have encountered, I have eventually learned enough to fight it (or sleep through it; cry through it - embracing honesty, remember! And it often feels far more like sleeping and crying dominate. Whatever way.... I have learned I can get through it; whatever that takes).  And one day, I want to look back over this and say I did enough to overcome it.  

And perhaps that is the greatest lesson having both a chronic illness and a chronic injury with severe chronic pain has taught me - never to quit.... and within that, never to give up hope.  One day, when I am back with the right people to help me and support me, I will win; we will win (there are more people than me invested in this journey - for them I am very grateful; but I need them.... and that's another post).  I will embrace my dreams, goals, and feel like I can take on the world again. One day.


.:

I feel this truly expresses how it feels to fight Lyme
  and a chronic injury (/chronic pain).
I look forward to the day where I look at a fresh challenge and can smile.
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(It easily covers each individually! So double fight = double reward?! Please universe....?!)


"The danger is not that we aim too high and we miss it, but that we aim too low and we reach it."
- Michelangelo -



*Geek Moment:
*'we' - so the linguistic geek inside me finds this pretty fascinating..... it is very normal for someone with a chronic illness or injury to see it as something that is not a part of them and to talk about it either in the third person (N.B. This is not the same as just generally referring to yourself in the third person.  In some cases, it's batshit crazy.) or as something belonging to them: 'my shoulder was not happy today'.  It sounds a bit crazy, and when I became aware I had been doing it quite a lot (slightly questioning my sanity); I stumbled across an article on chronic pain that talked about it a bit (and said it was totally normal, not a little bit crazy!) I think it would definitely make a cool topic for a thesis (I declared 'geek' as a heading here, therefore 'cool' and 'thesis' can totally be used in the same sentence).

I've noticed other people facing severe health issues do the same thing too.  I just thought I'd clear up the use of 'we' as I do it quite a lot and I don't want anyone to think I've developed a second personality along with everything else.....  Personally, although I haven't really researched it much, the idea of separating yourself from an injury or illness, by not seeing it as a part of you, makes a lot of sense to me.  It's not the person I want to be, or how I want to be defined, but it does feel like a massive part of me, something that is permanently attached right now, so I do have to acknowledge it.  I think it's probably even more common in 'short-term chronic illnesses' - i.e. I fully intend to recover.  I do know that I may not ever get to 100% again, but I know I will improve way beyond where I am now with the right medical support and treatment. So right now, it is a part of me, and right now, I feel it defines me in some ways....... or defines the life I live (or don't live) right now.  It is a part of me; but not quite.  It makes perfect sense to me that it is psychologically healthy to see it as something you are living with, yet also battling; something you have to figure out a way to coexist, while also planning its ultimate demise, and your ultimate victory!

(If this explanation  has just made something you hadn't even noticed even more complicated.... #sorrynotsorry - it's good to exercise the brain! ;-)


Friday, July 15, 2016

A bit more serious...

Thinking more about chronic pain, because....... well, one, I opened that door and it's definitely something that deserves some attention and awareness; and two, because I HAVE IT!! Along with hundreds of thousands of people; around the world, probably millions of people.  Ususally I would actually go to Google and then cross reference a few searches to see if I can get a rough percentage, but I'll just stick with the 'I've read in multiple places it's a problem for millions of people' (You can fact check me if you wish!)

Drawing attention to chronic pain is an important issue.  Many people are living with some form of chronic pain, and will do so for the rest of their lives.  For some, pain is constant, for others it comes and goes.  If my treatment goes to plan, mine should improve massively, as the function of my shoulder improves, but it is unlikely I will ever be pain free.  However, if my pain drops below a level where I have to take crazy concoctions of strong medications and I get myself back where I can live a normal life, I will take that as a win.

I think it's important to draw attention to this quote, from a seminar/ conference (/can't quite remember which) on pain, last year, this was said:



I really think that last sentence is worth highlighting:

"We believe chronic pain is a disease in its own right."

I admit that I had absolutely no idea of the extent to which pain can affect the entire body. And it does - pain makes you tired, you ache, you struggle to concentrate on conversaation  as if you have a bad headache (you get them too); your body tries to compensate for the way you move, so other non-injured parts beging to hurt; you have to try to learn to correct that so you don't create further problems; the pain makes you tired, but you're too sore to get comfortable - sleep is broken (shoulder pain is actually one of the most common causes of insomnia) Or it swings entirely the opposite way, I hit a 14 on the scale below, and when I do le down to rest, my body just seems to wipe out.  It's such a strange thing to explain  -  I understand why it's so difficult to understand; but if you have a friend or family member with chronic pain, sometimes reading some of those usually really simple 'about......' articles make useful points.  And, as usual, I'm writing this to try to draw attention to another 'invisible illness' and maybe offer a glimpse into the complex world that is chronic pain ..... 

It is definitely not 'broken wrist, stick it in a cast' kind of pain; this is like saying Lyme disease makes you 'tired' as opposed to 'pathophysiologically fatigued' (the medical term; aalso used wwith ME/CFS/ Fibo and other similar illnesses -  not something a normal sleep helps in any way). Chronic pain and acute pain are not just different sides of a coin, they are completely different currencies.

 And really, as an, um, adventurous kid, I thought I knew it all - acute injuries: broken bones, pulled muscles, head/ neck injuries (gymnastics, flying over bike handles, falling out of trees.... and more - I was active!!); along with 'normal' pain from general minor illness.

 But that's the key word there  'A C U T E'  - chronic pain just isn't comparable.  It's not like having a sore arm/ shoulder/ tooth/ whatever.  It's not something you can compartmentalise.  After you have pain for a certain amount of time (medical definitions vary from 3 to 6 months), it changes the way the brain processes pain.  Sort of.  Because we don't really know that much more about pain.  Generally, the body should heal in that time  -  in my case, for example, I know my muscles were still detached 8 months later (right before they were reattached).  So then I had surgical pain (& the damage that goes with that)..... in an area that had been in severe (undiagnosed and untreated) pain for months.  Knowing what I know now about the actual physical damage as well as what I know about the little we really understand about chronic pain, it is not surprising that I have pain issues - add in my nerve damage, lack of function in my right shoulder; and other things that all came to light (I think it's pretty much covered across 2012- early 2015 on here!) -  my sister's cat could issue a chronic pain diagnosis if it could talk.

A solution on the other hand.....?...... Well, if we don't really understand how chronic pain works, it's pretty obvious to say we don't have a good solution for it. Slap on a fake smile, lipstick, and a pair of sunglasses (or a good mascara) with my meds, and nobody would know...... most of the time...... Bad days are harder to hide, but those also tend to be the days I just hide under my duvet, with little other choice..... this is far more than I ever really admit.

Recent happenings (details for another time, but not so good) have led doctors to offer me further medications and then more medications to mediate the side effects of that extra pain medication.  Right now, I have a drug combo that works the best out of anything I've tried.  It doesn't take the pain away  -  and nothing will.  It lets me cope with it, basically.  But I'm never not in pain.




This leads to a lot of judgment.....often from doctors who make comments like "you really don't want to be taking this many medications at your age....' (umm..... NO, I really don't.....) but after examination, history, and discussion conclude that they could "add more pain medication and give you another drug to help with side effects." So I declined.  The extra drugs won't get rid of my pain, so I'd really rather not add more toxins to my body - only to have the next doctor judge me for the even greater number of meds I take. *sigh*

One thing that gets me with this is the assumption you're 'out of it' with medication.  Most people's experience is after a surgery or following a bad injury - nothing long term; and for most people strong painkillers will make them either loopy or sleepy.  There's about 5% of people who have 'contrary reactions' to meds - guess what group I fall under?!...... Of course.  I have known this since I was 12 though (e.g. valium makes my insomnia worse, instead of knocking me out.  I would much prefer the sleep).  However what is difficult to understand for people is that my pain can make me seem 'out of it' - it has nothing to do with the meds. 





My sister once told me she "could tell when [ I ] had taken all my medication because I as a bit slow to think..."  Actually, she could tell when my pain was bad, because I take the same medication every day, at the same dose in order to try to keep my pain 'even' (rather than it spiking and dropping like a rollercoaster) - it sort of works.  Research has shown that in patients with chronic pain, pain medications act differently in the brain than in people using the drugs recreationally/ to 'get high'.  I know it's a misconception that bothers other people too. 

When people (and usually medical people) comment negatively on my meds, I think about what those meds enable me to do....  It's nothing like what I would like to be doing, but they enable me to get through my physiotherapy sessions.  They enable me to get out the house, have a shower  - basically to not lie crying in agony 24/7 until the pain just knocks me out.  That's where I was before the pain meds ere sort of balanced.  I imagine, sometimes, answering with, "would you ever make a cancer patient feel guilty about chemotherapy, a class of drugs that are known poisons, but the best you can offer?" - Because of course they wouldn't!!  Nobody would!  And the same should apply to all other patients too - those 'evil drugs' are the only things those same doctors can offer; it's all we've got.

 (As an aside  I think I actually HAVE also tried EVERY ''alterative therapy' I can find, and I do take a few supplements in order to actually avoid certain drugs, for specific things.  Laughably, the doctor who has just told me I shouldn't be taking so many prescriptions drugs, but offers me no alternative, then usually tells me the supplements are probably not doing anything.....)

*Arrrrrrrgh!! * Can you hear me scream?!








 So, yes, a little bit more serioius - but if you made it through that, and you know someone who suffers fom chronic pain, maybe you can ask them a little about it; or give them a (gentle!) hug - most people just want to be understood. :-)


Words have no power to impress the mind ithout the exquisite horror of their reality.
- Edgar Allen Poe - 



Monday, July 11, 2016

Positivity in honesty

My goal is positivity, but sometimes one of the best ways to be positive is to be completely honest with yourself and admit there are some days that just can't be dressed up with scented oils and rose petals; or concealer, hotpink lipstick, and sunglasses. There is pain that is untouchable and cannot be moved by any type of painkillers, pain creams, TENS units, pain patches, hot baths with muscle soaks, or even the slightly weird binaural beats that are actually helpful sometimes (and I've read the brain imaging science behind them.... I'm just not 100% sure YouTube and peer reviewed cognitive neuroscience journals have the same standards when it comes to binaural beats.  Although to be honest, if all they do is provide a kind of white noise-neuro-TENS-unit kind of thing, I don't really care.  In that moment.)


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Sometimes you just have to wave the white flag, admit any attempt to function today is entirely futile and snuggle up with a dimmed computer screen and Netflix at a volume only dogs should be able to hear. 


The most important thing about these days -  which can be hard when you have been battling an illness for so long..... and especially hard because they often come in clusters.... or clusters of clusters!   For me, that's eleven and a half years of battle.  I've had higher points and I've had lower points - I'm really hoping for an upard climb soon (karma..... that would be really nice please!); but for some people it may be a few months, for others it may be lifelong - we all fight our own battles, and we will never truly understand someone else's battle.  Regardless of that, it's really important to remind yourself of this:




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Because, let's be honest, you don't need to have a chronic illness or injury, or to be recovering from a surgery, or to have the flu to declare DUVET DAY. Sometimes we all just need a recharge, for whatever reason.  Personally, I think calling a duvet day after watching the news is a perfectly legitimate reason right now!!




Learn from yesterday,
Live for today,
Hope for tomorrow.
 - Einstein - 


Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Perseverance...

Perseverance.....  it's innate really!
Sometimes we just have to remind ourselves that as we get older.

From instagram


"Never
never
never
give 
up."

- Winston Churchill - 


Monday, July 4, 2016

Grow positive thoughts

 As I began to recover from Lyme disease, I decided I wanted a project I could work on, something different, something new.  Perhaps it wasn't conscious reasoning at the time, but I think doing something I'd never done before was important.  I couldn't compare the 'before' me to a reduced capability, slow working, inefficient 'new' me (or 'me in progress'.... perhaps). I chose to grow vegetables in containers. I researched, I joined a gardening forum (a PAID subscription forum..... no messing about here; I was going to LEARN & I was going to SUCCEED). 

I'm not sure why exactly I chose container gardening. I considered painting classes, or yoga classes, but I wasn't well enough to make any kind of time commitment,  especially to a course I'd paid for - my health was still very unpredictable (& my wallet not exactly overflowing with spare cash for classes I may or may not have been able to attend) - I needed something I could do at my pace. Container gardening, specifically, removed the physical barriers - I wasn't strong enough to dig, and it let me explore something new. And I discovered I LOVE it! 

THIS is totally true:



Below is an assortment of random photos of growing my own veggies (it quickly went from 'my' garden in the first year to 'our' garden in subsequent years. ... my mum loves it too! And grudgingly, I have to write it is (/she calls it!) her garden now, since I'm not there - but I have got to enjoy it at different stages, for different lengths of time since the year I started it!) 

Initially,  my dad seemed to find the whole thing hilarious, frequently laughing at my excitement when seeds successfully germinated,  and my baby plants began to grow.... then fruit..... Until the next spring when he said, rather hopefully, "so, are you going to grow those tomatoes again....?"

Mostly from year 1 - MY veggies!
But LOOK - we grew a pineapple  (took 2 years)!

Pepper seedlings, baby tomato plants, yellow tomato flower, aubergines (eggplants), baby courgette (zucchini), baby corn plants, cantaloupe melon, accidental zucchini /squash creation, mixed salad leaves, multicoloured carrots, "those [cherry] tomatoes", sugarsnap peas, PURPLE bell peppers, CORN!, PINEAPPLE!, beetroot  (beets) - quite a selection.... & we added more/ tried new things different years. 
SO rewarding, & OK, yes, I got excited! :-)


Research published relatively recently (last few years) that shows microbes in soil might actually affect our human 'microbiome'; and this may contribute to positive mood, and feelings of relaxation and contentment felt while gardening. So it was a GREAT choice of 'new hobby' - all round beneficial.... and those freshly picked veggies and herbs.... just can't beat them!!





"Adopt the pace of nature:
 her secret is patience."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~


Friday, July 1, 2016

July: Positive Affirmations

Today (July 1st), Facebook popped up with a 'memory' of this blogpost: 'Don't look back' - written exactly 4 years ago.

As always, it seems, Facebook has a knack for 'remembering' - & reminding me of - the passage of time with not entirely loved memories. It's hard to believe I wrote this post FOUR years ago; and that I fell FIVE years ago last week (yup, facebook reminded me of that too.....)

 I often think we are so very lucky we cannot see what lies ahead. I was so concerned with my 'lack of progress' in just 3 months; I wonder what that 'past me' would have thought if I had know what the following years would bring? Such an ongoing challenge.... bigger than I could ever have imagined: more surgery, the intense treatments, investigations,  ongoing severe pain, a resurgence of Lyme symptoms - on more than one occasion - the evil bacteria taking advantage of my weakened body.  And on top of 'just' the health issues, an array of other challenges, all indirectly caused because of this damn shoulder....


However, I shared that post again today,  because the message is as true and relevant now as it ever was. Perhaps even moreso in some ways..... 


"Don't look back, you are not going that way."  

It has been a tough journey, and that continues to be the case; often feeling tougher as more time passes. But the world IS still spinning, one day still follows the next, and although it is slower than I ever thought possible, I am still putting one foot in front of the other, and moving forward  (with maybe a few sidesteps included at times..... perhaps more than a few. .... and maybe add some cha-cha in there too!). However, it is most definitely a reminder of a very important life lesson - we have to keep going; to keep moving forward in order to make progress, however slow, and frustrating, it may be.

It's also a reminder I *really* should stop neglecting my blog! So, as I declared on Facebook today,  I am aiming to fill my blog with 'life lessons' posts for July, with a focus on positive philosophies. I certainly could do with searching for positivity just now and reminding myself I CAN DO THIS!!

So I'm going to kickoff my month of positivity by sharing this awesome music video by Rico Franchi, someone I am proud to call a friend because of LYME DISEASE - while I would never have chosen to have Lyme, I have met some amazing people because of it and I am truly grateful we all have each other -boosting each other up; helping each other out; understanding each other, because of (such an awful!) shared experience; and most importantly, working together toards the same goals: awareness, improved treatment, and ultimately: a cure.

Rico's positive affirmation, and the title of his single is


"I'm getting better every day"




It's available on iTunes and 50% of sales will go to Caudwell Lyme, a UK-based Lyme charity.
See Rico's details HERE on the Lyme Disease UK website and BUY his single, the first release from his album Auditory Dreams (fab name, right?!) for just 79p HERE - remember 50% of that goes to support a UK Lyme charity!

Way to start the month with some positivity - an optimistic, motivational song AND a charitable donation! Build that positive karma!


And remember......







"The journey of a thousand miles 
begins with a single step."
- Lao Tzu -

Friday, April 10, 2015

Stitches, funky bandages, fainting and more...........


(I started writing at the beginning of the week; bits & pieces added throughout this week - remaining update to follow...)

I am opting mainly for a picture-story update today.

A week ago, I went back to the surgeon to get the remaining stitches out.  This is how they looked prior to the appointment.  I still hadn't seen what was under the paper stitches on my wrist:


I still had stitches between the thumb & index finger; the centre-bottom of the palm, and  the one along my wrist:  



And still loads of ink, making it hard to see!


Since the last visit, I had added a bit of style and colour to my incredibly fashionable splint - who knew they made designer plasters?!



Too fun not to share! Well, if I had to wear a bandage...
.... and colour therapy, right?!


And back to the clinic.........

The one on my wrist under all the 'sticky stuff' (going with that 'technical term', since I got a partial arm wax as it was removed) was pretty cool - the stitches were under the skin, hidden.  There were just two long 'threads' at each end, one was cut then the other pulled everything under the surface out with it (you can just see one in the photo, I had the 'oh can I take a photo?' thought almost too late).



This was pretty cool - the stitches were inside and each end had a 
thread sticking out like the one on the right - she just cut one 
end (then I took the photo) and pulled out the remaining 'tail'  


It looks fine, but considering it was stitched from the inside - and my comparison
is how amazingly fast and neatly the scapula incision (with 18 STAPLES) healed -
 it doesn't look quite as neat as I thought it would - yet.  Lots of aloe vera.



The physician's assistant asked me if I'd had any more "dizzy spells".  "Nope - it's never happened before and it hasn't happened since." .......... until 5 minutes later when she took the stitches out of the incision on my hand and the room  began to swim, I was suddenly drenched in sweat and throwing of layers of clothes around. Well, as much as I am able to 'throw'.  Or undress.  Mostly a scarf and cardigan awkwardly hit the floor.  At least I didn't.  


I DON'T KNOW WHY!!!

BUT I DON'T LIKE IT!!!


Stitches out:



If you zoom in, there's still some in there, apparently
they "grow out". Not especially fond of that info.



The one between my thumb and index finger had been seeping (bleeding really) even while stitched.  My physio told me to clean it with soap and water and keep it covered.  The one on my hand also bled - it wasn't totally joined and pulling the stitches out hurt more than any other time I've had stitches removed. Actually, on all previous occasions (4 or 5) I've never felt more than a slight pull.  Maybe that's why my head started swimming........?  Also not something I've experienced before and I'm definitely not a fan of that.  I've had the 'blackness' that I've written about before, usually from pushing through severe pain, but that's an entirely different sensation.  It still wasn't the sorest part of my body though - unfortunately 95% of the time, my right scapular area still wins there.



HOWEVER..... Unfortunately, this week, my left hand, my 'incidental' little injury, my 'minor' surgical procedure; my 'nothing to worry about - let's just get it over with' little old silly 'wrist sprain' with the simple, happens-all-the-time surgery has been making itself felt emphatically.



The day after the stitches were removed, my hand swelled, with hard lumps; felt like it was on fire; the incision sites became more painful; and I found it more difficult to move (as in while pressing hard and painfully with the other hand 'difficult to move' because of hard bumps; not a pathetic 'oh it's a little bit sore I can't do that exercise' hard to move. Just to be clear!


Top: swelling & discoloured hand  (not quite so clear here)

Bottom: All natural, late-night homemade antimicrobial concoction on dressing:
allicin, colloidal silver, tea tree oil and samento


Which worked really well!  The next day, it looked and felt so much better:

Really!
Swelling was reduced, not as hard, the redness was gone & the incision at my thumb
looked like it was properly healing after a few days with paper stitches


Panic over; disaster averted!  Or so I thought...........But that's pretty much where I ended this blog, and typing takes ages right now -  and sleep is much needed (although not forthcoming!) so until the next one........






Thursday, January 8, 2015

A week of good wishes for YOU

We're one week into 2015 and my blogging intentions have not exactly been realised (i.e. I've failed miserably - but I'm aiming for positive, so the first way sounds better!). 

So here is a week's worth of happy, positive, and inspirational words; wishes for 2015, and for life.


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“This world is but a canvas 
to our imaginations.”

  ~ Henry David Thoreau ~



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"Life isn't about finding yourself. 
Life is about creating yourself." 

   ~ George Bernard Shaw ~


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“The time you enjoy wasting 
is not wasted time.”

~ Bertrand Russell ~


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“Learn from yesterday, 
live for today,
hope for tomorrow."

   ~ Albert Einstein ~


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“Do not lose hold of your 
dreams or aspirations.   
For if you do, you may still exist 
but you have  ceased to live.”

   ~ Henry David Thoreau ~


Let your art blossom   © Gail Munro

And the day came when the risk to remain 
tight in a bud was more painful 
than the risk it took to blossom.

~ Anais Nin



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And throughout the YEAR!