Dia Dos....or is it Dos Dia? Help a White Girl Out.

Welp, today began pretty fast... as in, my head was spinning so fast it felt like I was on Space Mountain. I spent A LOT of my morning attempting to stand, only to immediately need to put my head between my legs or just straight up get to the ground as fast as possible before I involuntarily hit the ground from 6 feet in the air. Most days, this survival tactic works, however, today my head and eyes were rollin' even when I laying flat on the ground. 

Sooo, I had to concede to reacquainting myself with the damned wheelchair and helplessly sitting there while Cindy continuously runs me off of curbs, hits walls and doorjambs and runs over her 87th toe. Heaven help us.  

We eventually made it to the clinic and immediately began my Chelation IV to get some fluids circulating and my anti-inflammatories, B vitas, and etccccc.... I just know it's supposedly a lot of helpful ish. So whatever. 

After the IV (no bloody disasters today, yay!) I got to have my Lyphatic Massage. IT. WAS. HEAVEN. and that's all I got to say about that. 

Next was my favorite hour of the whole trip when I get to see Pilar for my Nutrition Consult. Our first item of biznatch is to do a full body scan that analyzes not only your weight, but your BMI, lean muscle, fat percentages, how much your right/left arms and legs weigh, your hydration content, and soooooo on. It literally gives you everything but COVID. 

With this information, we go over goals and insights to gain optimal health and recovery for what MY individual body needs to thrive or achieve my nutritional goals. She then bids us a farewell and gets to work on a complete write up and packet of: snacks, meals, recipes, grocery list items, and a full day to day meal plan formulated specifically for ME, based on what we discussed. It's amazing and SO informative. We love Pilar!! 

Last but not least, it was Hokey Pokey injection time. First, I got stabbed in the buttcheek for my Day 2 booty booster shot, which is full of all sorts of helpful STUFF. Not actually sure anymore, I've forgotten now. 

Moving forward..... 

Today, we did my shoulder blade injections. I swear there were like 40 pokes...it was never ending! That is, until I reminded Dr. Ben that we needed to hurry and decide on a game to play... so he started naming Harry Styles songs on each shot but ran out of songs by injection #3. (Obvi not a true fan) Sooo he skipped on over the our fave boy band, One Direction and sang Night Changes to me as he finished up for the day. I have to say; not too shabby of a voice. hahah 

After my injections with Ben, I told him all about my rough morning and how I'd been blacking out again. He decided to go grab me a homeopathic remedy to engage the anti-inflammatory medication I received earlier that day and to also aid in my goal to eat ONE meal today. 

He returned to the room with a shot glass of what looked like water, but I was informed by him that it was Tequila. This being the case, I insisted he partake as well...soooo, we had a little toast and "cheers" before knocking back our Tequi ... ok, it was just sugar water. I've never done a real shot in my life. 

Anywayyy. Yet again, a tough day was made better by my BioAdvance team. Now we get to head over to our favorite restaurant and hope like hell I can actually eat....mostly because their homemade Pineapple Ice Cream is CALLING MY NAME. Wish me luck and send prayers. 

PEACE OUT. 

Mee-he-ho: Back At it aGAINNN

Day 1 - ready for action! 

FIRST ITEM OF BIZ-NATCH:

My Live Blood Consult: 

Yikessss I was nervous about how bad this would look. Truth is, my blood was looking pretty darned good in January of 2020. I was thriving and strong and on my way! 

Buuutttt luckily, while the world was ending - I created a miracle sooo... I can’t even be mad.

But I digress, if you’re new to the blog, this first consultation is where we do our “Live Blood Analysis.” This is step #1 in figuring out how I’m doing and what Lymie stage I’m in. All it takes is a tiny prick on the finger and we get to look at my blood LIVE - right in front of me; on big monitors - as Dr. Ben (he’s my homie at the Clinic) analyzes and tells me how I only have a few days to live................ like, really. He thinks he’s hilarious. {ok he’s pretty funny} 

Anyway, once my progress is determined, we know what kind of treatments I’ll need to do throughout the week to best aid in killing those demon bastards. 

Anywayyyy, the Analysis went GREAT. We did find some of those ugly double headed Satan's swimming around, but my blood looks better than Ben expected....definitely worse than last January, but still not HORRIBLE. I’ve got backwards only a little bit. Which I'll consider a WIN since COVID made us take an entire year off of our murder mission on Mr. Lymie. 

Additionally, we saw a lot of inflammation (which is my main source of pain) and a significant amount of nerve damage, as well as evidence of Babesia present in my blood once again. DAMMIT. 

This is a rough one, since Babs is the co-infection that most highly relates to severe fatigue and having constant flu-like symptoms with low grade fevers/chills. 


Next on my list of therapy, we did my 

Blood Ozone Therapy:

 

This is where they take like A GALLON of my blood out (well... it SEEMS like a gallon, Lol) ...then oxygenate it with O3 aka Ozone and put it back in. 

This is done to create an oxygen rich environment in my body, since Viral Infections and  Lyme Spirochetes can not survive or thrive (reproduce) in Oxygenated environments. 

Next, we did my daily Chelation (IV mixture):

Each day, I'll be getting an IV bag of fluids that include a whole cocktail of necessary "boosts" for my Lymie blood. In a typical bag, I will receive: 

Alkalizing Fluids

Balanced Electrolytes

B Complex 

Methylated B-12 

Vitamin C

Magnesium

Zinc

B-6 

Glutathione 

Additionally, during our consultation, I explained to Dr. Ben how my throat had been hurting and I've been having an extremely hard time eating for nearly a week now. Because of the inflammation in my esophagus, swallowing and eating has been nearly impossible. Soooo, I was also given a little shot of anti-inflammatory medications. 

And last, but not least... my daily Stem Cell Injections: 

Each day, I get to choose WHERE my injection sites will be for the day. This includes getting 10-15 injections in said "sites" for optimal penetration of the stem cells to attack my problem areas FIRST, before spreading through the rest of my body. 

Today, I received 1 large stem cell shot spread out over 12 injection sites into the base of my skull, down my neck, and across my traps. 

YES. These are extremely painful, but Dr. Ben and I always try to make up a game to distract me... or we end up listening to Harry Styles for some good mood vibes. (NO JUDGEMENT...)

Today, we played a counting game. Before each injection, Dr. Ben would count "1...2...3..." in a different language and I would have to guess what language it was in. Needless to say, when we were done, I had no idea that I had just received 12 INJECTIONS!!! OUCHHH! 

Ohhhhh....let's never forget the blissful BOOTY SHOT each and every day to put the cherry on top of the long day. And of course the shot isn't a "wham bam, thank ya m'am" type vibe... it's a freaking peanut butter consistency shit show of a needle that is as big around as a corndog....Lolll fun stuff. 

Overall, we had a great day and I'm feeling relatively "normal" considering my day of POKES AND PRODS. I'm currently icing my neck, heating my spasming shoulder blades and watching the Spanish TV version of the Hangover 3. What a day. 

PS: 

Side note...couldn't go through an entire day without a SMALL disaster. I mean, I'm still ME. I was dripping blood everyyy wherreeee. Dangit.

 

 

ANDDDD another side note! Cindy was super brave and had her knee injections today too. She didn't cry either! YOU GO GIRL... 

Back to Speed with Mr. Lymie

It's been a year guys. Hello again!! I'm back. 

Of course, because of COVID, the Bio Advanced Clinic in Mexico was closed for the majority of our 2020 calendar year... HOWEVER, Mama was baking our little bun in the oven and wouldn't have been visiting for treatments anyhow. It seems as if it was the perfect year, despite everything, to have a little miracle. In those 9 months + 3 months of breastfeeding, I felt the best I'd felt in over half of a decade now. Not only did we receive the greatest gift of our lives but I was also blessed with a pretty dang pain free year; ironically enough, considering what was happening in the world. Seems to me that we had our own glitter linings raining down on us in 2020. God is good. 

But alas, breastfeeding stopped - hormones changed - and Mr. Lymie came rushing back like a bat outta hell. So here we are; back with our friends in beautiful, safe, and clean Tijuana, Mexico. (*insert heavy sarcasm)

I'm anxious to see our friend Dr. Ben and see what my blood looks like after a year and a baby later. More on that in about 3 hours. 

For now, just a quick update on this year's gifts from Mr. Lymie, as they've changed / morphed / transformed into Mr. Lymie 2.0. 

I began feeling my beautiful detox symptoms back about 2 months ago. These can manifest purely from stress and the build-up of Lyme die off OR build up (more likely the case) in the body. I've gotta hand it to 'em, even in death, my fun loving Lymie's are creative little bastards and manage to find any and every imaginable way to exit my body. As I tell anyone who asks, "If it's a hole, they'll try to exit through it." Sounds lovely huh? 

For example, they've shown themselves in the form of blood oozing out of my ears, waking up with 7 styes in my eye overnight, massive and painful boils in various locations on my body, infected toes and fingernails, hair loss, bleeding mouth ulcers, diarrhea, vomit, cracked and bleeding feet, extended or extreme menstrual blood loss, ingrown hairs, and ohhhh so much more. 

THIS particular year, my evil friend has chosen throat sores, infected toes, cracked and bleeding feet, ulcers in my throat, sores on my cheeks, sluffing mouth, boil-like acne on face / shoulders / chest. 

Let's break it down for ya:

Throat and Cheek Sores:

These lovely things started making an appearance a few weeks ago, making eating intensely difficult. Along with some sores, the skin in my mouth has been peeling in large pieces as if I'm shedding skin like a snake. It's nasty but overall, pretty manageable. I'd give their effort about 4/10.

........... until they said, "PSYCH! WATCH THIS." Last week, my throat became exponentially more sore and swelled, making eating or swallowing very very difficult. Therefore, I haven't eaten a full meal in 8 days now... but hey, I've lost 10 lbs. #GlitterLinings

Bleeding Feet and Toe Infections:

At their worst, my feet cause me to mostly crawl around my house. Otherwise, I limp my way around while I usually medicate, moisturize, and oil beneath bandages and my ever gorgeous fuzzy sock game. 

Paired with my cracking soles, my toe nails randomly get infected as if I have an ingrown toenail. Usually, I can soak my feet in special essential oils that pull out the infection and all is well. THIS TIME, however, my body reacted differently to this tried and true method (SHOCKER, I knowwww... since when does "typical" treatments NOT work on Kizzy?! *gasp*) .... These oils gave me a 3rd degree chemical burn. Lovely. 

Boils / Acne on Face, Shoulders, Back

These are painful but mostly just annoyingly inconvenient since I have ZERO energy to do my makeup and cover up the monstrosity that I call my face right now. And no, they don't pop or go away until they WANT TO. No chance in evicting these suckers. They're stuck like glue. 

Moving on, this trip is a bit different for several reasons. First and foremost, I am now a mother but I'm in TIJUANA, MEXICO..... probably not the most ideal place for a 4 month old baby to travel. Especially right now. So I had to leave her at home with her Daddy. This is the first time I've left her overnight and we'll be gone for 4 days AND be completely out of the country.... needless to say, I was freaking the FRICK OUT. (*deep breathes*) 

So yes, I'm struggling. But I have to remind myself that I NEED to be here in order to get better for Braelyn. Taking care of my health isn't just for me anymore. If I didn't continue my treatments immediately, I couldn't be the best mom I could be for my little girl in the long run. So here I am and I'm going to survive this.*

***(this is me lying through my teeth) 

Secondly, our trip is also different because the Clinic has now significantly changed their protocols and treatment schedules. Before, I would have been here for a full 5 days and each day at the Clinic lasts the full work day (9:00 AM - 5:00 PM). 

NOW, my treatments are only 3 days and I am at the Clinic from 1:00 pm - 5:00 pm. Needless to say, when I'm there... they'll GET SHIT DONE!!! No more waiting around for hours at a time - Halle-FREAKING-lujah!!! 

Sooo, fingers crossed and our hearts are hopeful that this will be a great trip full of healing and rest! Excited for our adventure.