So, some of us Lymies (ooh, terrible grammar!) had a Lyme appointment this morning. We sat in the opposite order as usual, but probably because I was on the phone with an "emergency" phone call. We were literally just getting out of the car when my phone starting it's froggy dance in my purse. I hauled it out and looked at the ID screen: "Ricky".
Huh? Why was Ricky calling me? He usually calls Daddy.
Well, my guess is that he called Daddy's cell and it wasn't on him (he was in the basement), so he called me instead to talk to Daddy--but since I was in a completely different state, I explained quickly and promised to call Daddy as soon as I got off the phone. He was standing in Tractor Supply in order to pick up our fence posts and Daddy was a necessary part of the equation somehow. So I called Daddy; his cellphone went to voicemail...and I thought he'd never pick up the house phone. But he did--eventually, and I gave him the quick run down and we hung up and the rest is history.
Anyway, back to the real story...
After talking about this, that, and the other of our symptoms and what we have been taking...or not taking as the case may be...it was determined that both Savannah and I change protocol. She was ready for a switch up anyway having done Cowden for roughly 10 months. I'm someplace around 7 or 8 and have really not had much improvement over the past couple months. If anything, I seem to have digressed...maybe. I frequently think that my family can tell better than I can. We suspect that down in Florida I had a load of mold exposure which worsened things. (I mean, since I've been back, I have been pretty listless, sick with the GI track stuff, meningitis-y [I have a little of that feeling tonight], a little fever...) Thankfully, my joint pains have been practically gone since going to Florida. My hack is still around (it's always worse when I'm cold) and, as we were discussing on the way home, my head is, well...empty a lot. (Savannah has foggy brain, but for me it's more like there is just no thoughts at all. I "zone out" an awful lot.) I also seem to have some auditory issues--I believe Savannah's description of "hearing slow" works well.
Anyway, we are going to start on the Byron White (is that right, S?) protocol--starting with the Lyme treatment and the detoxers (Savannah said we were going to put Katherine on at least one of those to start with? Or were we going to take her off Cowden too? I forgot. I must have been getting hungry during this part of the discussion.) Once we settle in with the Lyme stuff, we'll start on the Bartonella killers. (My Bart has been acting up recently. It's horrid...I thought I was done with those flashes of irrational anger.)
I guess I stay on the artimisian (I'm out right now)...and some of the other detoxers I am to quit. Seems like there was one other change...but I can't remember what it was at the moment.
Savannah has seen quite a bit of improvement and that is very encouraging. Me, on the other hand...well, not so much. Katherine has been scheduled to see the doctor on April 2nd and then we will all go back toward the end of April. Very fun, this stuff... :P
My head hurts now...I wonder if unbraiding my hair will help...it doesn't usually when my head feels like this, so it probably won't. I'm not sure that my scalp doesn't feel like it's crawling as well...
Oh, sorry...maybe you'd prefer not to get the play-by-play of a Lymie's life. For mine I think you'd get a lot of dead air anyways!
I'll get back to work on the Cow Cavalry tomorrow (Lord willing) once I take care of my "one thing"...
See you some other time then! :)
Huh? Why was Ricky calling me? He usually calls Daddy.
Well, my guess is that he called Daddy's cell and it wasn't on him (he was in the basement), so he called me instead to talk to Daddy--but since I was in a completely different state, I explained quickly and promised to call Daddy as soon as I got off the phone. He was standing in Tractor Supply in order to pick up our fence posts and Daddy was a necessary part of the equation somehow. So I called Daddy; his cellphone went to voicemail...and I thought he'd never pick up the house phone. But he did--eventually, and I gave him the quick run down and we hung up and the rest is history.
Anyway, back to the real story...
After talking about this, that, and the other of our symptoms and what we have been taking...or not taking as the case may be...it was determined that both Savannah and I change protocol. She was ready for a switch up anyway having done Cowden for roughly 10 months. I'm someplace around 7 or 8 and have really not had much improvement over the past couple months. If anything, I seem to have digressed...maybe. I frequently think that my family can tell better than I can. We suspect that down in Florida I had a load of mold exposure which worsened things. (I mean, since I've been back, I have been pretty listless, sick with the GI track stuff, meningitis-y [I have a little of that feeling tonight], a little fever...) Thankfully, my joint pains have been practically gone since going to Florida. My hack is still around (it's always worse when I'm cold) and, as we were discussing on the way home, my head is, well...empty a lot. (Savannah has foggy brain, but for me it's more like there is just no thoughts at all. I "zone out" an awful lot.) I also seem to have some auditory issues--I believe Savannah's description of "hearing slow" works well.
Anyway, we are going to start on the Byron White (is that right, S?) protocol--starting with the Lyme treatment and the detoxers (Savannah said we were going to put Katherine on at least one of those to start with? Or were we going to take her off Cowden too? I forgot. I must have been getting hungry during this part of the discussion.) Once we settle in with the Lyme stuff, we'll start on the Bartonella killers. (My Bart has been acting up recently. It's horrid...I thought I was done with those flashes of irrational anger.)
I guess I stay on the artimisian (I'm out right now)...and some of the other detoxers I am to quit. Seems like there was one other change...but I can't remember what it was at the moment.
Savannah has seen quite a bit of improvement and that is very encouraging. Me, on the other hand...well, not so much. Katherine has been scheduled to see the doctor on April 2nd and then we will all go back toward the end of April. Very fun, this stuff... :P
My head hurts now...I wonder if unbraiding my hair will help...it doesn't usually when my head feels like this, so it probably won't. I'm not sure that my scalp doesn't feel like it's crawling as well...
Oh, sorry...maybe you'd prefer not to get the play-by-play of a Lymie's life. For mine I think you'd get a lot of dead air anyways!
I'll get back to work on the Cow Cavalry tomorrow (Lord willing) once I take care of my "one thing"...
See you some other time then! :)
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