Bottoms up. It's official. Last night marked my last dose of Ivermectin. I made it out alive...even if it was by the skin of my teeth. Thirty days on enough medication to dope four horses--I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm pretty impressed with myself.
Now, the true test.
Was it worth it? Will it make a difference? Will my wormy Mcworm worms stop making an appearance? And, most importantly, will I start to feel better?
Truthfully, I'm nervous. In the last two weeks, I feel like I've regressed six months with pain, exhaustion, neuro symptoms, everything. To complicate things, I've been off antibiotics for over a month (is that making things worse?). Hopefully, it's not a sign of things to come.
Friends keep telling me I'm brave...trying new things, charting untested waters, embracing alternative therapies. Deep down, I'm praying. Please let GU be the answer. Or, UVBI treatments. Or, killing yeast. Or, whatever. I don't care...so long as it's helping.
So here's the plan: Today-Sunday, go med free, see how I react, get the junk out of my system. Then, Monday, start a whole new routine--this one lasting five weeks.
To win this game requires lots of things...skill, luck, intuition, strategy. I've tried the skill and strategy part. Now I am hoping luck and intuition have their say.
Fingers crossed....for all of us.
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