I’m trying something new.
I’ve finally visited a naturopath. She’s taken a hair sample and given me some tonics (magnesium, iron and calcium in easily digestible forms) to take while we await the test results.
With the combination of the tonics and avoiding any foods that are concluded as allergens for me in the tests, I should be pain-free. At least, that’s the naturopath’s aim.
I am torn. My hope levels have skyrocketed. I have already imagined not having a stiff, aching neck every day, all day. Not having such an elevated pain response to exercise. Not having such bad period pain. Maybe, not even such a hard time if I were to have another baby.
A reduction in the soul-aching fatigue would be phenomenonal. The eradication of it would be a miracle.
But, hold on! I have to remind myself not to get carried away.
My little heart’s already involved.
So I’m doing my best to help myself along. I’m increasing the good foods, decreasing the bad foods, researching anything else I can do to be well and basically trying to be a health-freak.
I want this.
To be better. Even if I have to accept just an improvement.
The list of things I would do is already composed. I need to get there.
We’ll see how it goes.