Thinking detox has been good, both vegetable juice and cleansing baths. I use epsom bathing salt, with magnesium for detox. So far I can’t tell wether it is working, but it feels right.
This week I have felt better, I have been in a couple of shops, I have visited a friend, had a really nice visit from my sister, and spend a long evening outdoors with Trond, wrapped in a blanket, with a drink and candle lights. Really normal and perfect 🙂
I’ve been feeling fine up to yesterday, but then I got “the blues”. I had to get to the hospital for blood test by myself, and had practiced for a week to be able to walk 700 meters alone. I managed, with only one little rest. Imagine the disappointment when the blood lab was not expecting me? A bit disappointed with the following up from my local hospital, but they made som phone calls, and then it was ok. Going back home went well also, so I actually walked 1,4 kilomets alone yesterday.
So why should I be depressed? I had put on my wig, make up, sunglasses – all ready for a walk in the sun, just like a normal person. The only trouble was that I was walking like a 90-year old, afraid to break her femur. So from comparing my progress with the way I was feeling when I returned home, I had a totally change of reference. Compared to a normal situation, I realise I have a long way to go.
I know all HSCT’ers feel like this. “What if it doesn’t work, what if I end up worse than before…” I understand that I have to take one day at a time, and concentrate on the things I know is good – yoga, short walks, meditation, getting enough fuits, vegetables and protein. And just trust progress. After all, I have just been at home for three weeks.
Today I add pictures, of summer evening outdoor – and the jubice-machine.