{i swear, i was NOT a riddled anxiety crying holding my back in pain almost asleep kind of a mess while i was there! i wore MAKEUP and DID MY HAIR! i totally tried to trick him by appearing normal!}
He continued to list, and I continued to nod.
{he also told me he could have prevented me from losing my gallbladder! what the?!?}
…but he knew better.
“This isn’t magic. This is 500 years old what I’m doing….”
And as I walked out of his office with his cell phone and email address in hand (“call or text me ANYTIME you have questions, and I will always answer or get right back to you!”), I had hope for the first time in a long while.
I felt understood, listened to, and cared for.
A reason that can be fixed.
It’s been a week now on the supplements…
{supplements he doesn’t sell, btw…i don’t know, somehow that was important to me}
Do I feel better?
Amazingly, yes.
Am I totally cured?
Not yet.
But, I believe the things worth having are worth fighting for….and sometimes real complete healing takes time.
And suddenly this path I’m on, doesn’t feel so confusing anymore.
Mostly because I have a cell phone number to use anytime I have questions.
And believe me, I’ve already used it.
ps…
{this post is already WAY longer than I planned, so i’ll go into more details another time. or feel free to ask questions and i’ll answer in the comments.}