The reason for my hiatus…

Since my husband and I have returned from our fabulous honeymoon in Aruba I have not been feeling so well.  At first we were SURE I was pregnant…pretty much convinced.  I went to an internalist who ran one test, and that came back normal so she dismissed it as nothing. I started to feel worse: headaches, constant stomach ache and/or nasuea, back ache, fatigue, disorientedness….it was NOT fun. Once again we still thought I may be pregnant. So I went to see an OBGYN who ran several blood tests checking my progesterone levels, hormones, HGC, and many more. I went and saw her very recently to get my test results and much to my surprise, no baby, no nothing! She had no solution for me.

I was reffered to TWO more doctors to get MORE tests done. I was getting really worn out at this  point after TWO months of the run-around, and I KNEW things just weren’t right. I was playing all the options in my head and doing lots of research on my symptoms. Having just gone overseas I started to wonder if I could have a parasite. I actually had about 90% of the symptoms. Benji went to Whole Foods for me in search of an all natural Parasite Cleanse.  He ended up with a highly recommended box of treatments called Paragone (see photo above).  From what I know of cleanses and the research I did on this one, it couldn’t hurt me to do it…hey, I’d try just about anything to make me feel better at this point. It was try it and see what happens or go to more doctors, take more tests, spend a LOT more money…… yah, I was in.

Well, after two days of the cleanse “the proof was in the pudding” (literally)… I 100% had and stil have parasites. I have been on the cleanse now for about 6 days. It has not been the most lovely-feeling experience of my life, but its working and that’s ALL I care about at this point.  It lasts anywhere from 15-30 days depending on how strong of doses you take.  So needless to say for a couple weeks here I may be on writing hiatus. Between getting through school and killing parasites, I’m a run down girl.

Please pray for a speedy recovery and for these little buggars to be long gone when its over.  I can’t WAIT to feel myself again!

Photo 2

Yes, I”m the blonde with the book….yes, the one who looks like she’s prematurely balding at 3 or 4…… This picture, the conceptualization of this picture, are some of my fondest memories. In order is my cousin Becky, my cousin Carly, and then me. We are only a year or two apart from one another in age, and the two of them are sisters. And where are we you may ask? Where the three of us spent many nights together AS the three of us: Grandma and Tata’s (our Grandpa’s nickname) house. It was a ritual. We ran through the sprinklers the majority of the day, probably went for ice cream at Thrifty’s after dinner…and if we were lucky at some point in the day we went to the 99¢ store to pick out a toy each. The night would wrap up with a bath and Grandma combing our hair so tight slicked back we looked as though we were ready for our close-ups in Grease.   And we ALWAYS slept in one of Tata’s shirts. I distinctly remember the musky smell they always had; bold and sharp, but more comforting than any words could describe today. We were Tata’s girls. We were Grandma’s girls. The best part was, we got to be little girls together.

Today we are wives, managers, and even moms. The farther we walk in life the dirtier our feet get. You can wash, but dirt still remains.  Our agenda’s then: pick the right flavor of ice cream, play as long as Grandma lets us, laugh, tumble…. wait, I take it back. Our agendas then: NOTHING. Like I said, THAT was the sweetest part: all we had to do was be three little girls.

I miss them so much all the time, and our lives are SO different now. I visited them recently to see Carly’s new baby. We went out for ice cream and standing in front of the glass at Baskin Robins was exactly like it was then (only about 26 more flavors…). I felt as if even only for a moment, we were just little girls again. We didn’t need to have an agenda, we had ice cream.

Do you have these photos that bring back “the good old days”? Do you have the memories that make you think about the agenda-free days? Do you take the time to relish in them? Life is a crazy ride but I tell you, there’s something to be said for taking the time out to make BEING your priority…. think about it.