I got the results back from the food intolerance test that involved Nurse Ratchett and the subsequent 60 mile trip into Orlando to find someone who could get 4 vials of blood out of me. Without hitting me in the face first.
Holy moly. I’m sensitive to stuff I never dreamed of. So I’m avoiding everything that I’m even remotely sensitive to. And now I’m experiencing the joys of de-tox. Which is akin to throwing myself under a bus. And then asking the driver to drive back and forth over me.
This should end soon, so I hear. And then I have much to report. I have a phone meeting with the author of “Conquering Arthritis” on Wednesday to go over the results of the blood tests. Wherein I will be in sponge mode and hang on her every word.
Thank you to those of you that have been sending me wonderful recipes!!! And I know so many of you are praying for me and please know that I realize through the power of prayer comes the most powerful healing!
I’ll be back. When this bus stops mowing me down. 🙂