It's a funny thing about blogging. Some posts, I write for you. Others, I write for me. Today, gratefully, I'm writing for both of us. For the past 72 hours, I've been more than a little confronted about what to do next with my medical treatment. On the one hand, I've been told I need a high (controversial) dose of Ivermectin to eliminate my parasite problem (a common concern for Lyme patients). On the other, I'm nervous. IF I do this, what will happen to my brain, liver, and stability?
I could weigh the pros and cons.
- Not much yuck could survive this dosing
- If I eliminate the parasites, I have a better shot at beating the Lyme
- This could check one serious problem off my health to-do list
- It's been recommended by one of the top Lyme doctors in the country
- Potentially out of commission 30 days or more
- Some people report becoming irreversibly sick AFTER this protocol
- I don't know anyone who's done this successfully
- Toxic, toxic, toxic...natural is more my style
- Lack of local support -- new for me and my LLMD
- Potential liver damage, intestinal obstruction, tachycardia, or death (caused by massive die off or toxicity)
Unfortunately, both sides are winning.
It sucks -- facing the impossible. In my head, all I can hear is Ani DiFranco singing...
"She's choking on the smoke
of unthinkable choices
she is haunted by the voices
of so many desires
she's bent over from the business
of begging forgiveness
while frantically running around
putting out fires."
Still, today, in the midst of worry, I got the best advice:
"Trust yourself. If something's not right, you'll know it."
Thanks, Vicki. I needed that. :)
Don't forget. You can handle whatever life throws at you.
Altered Today: There are no right choices, only choices that are right for me.