Watching a British comedy sitcom and drinking PG Tips English Breakfast tea this morning, I begin to think in a British accent. Brilliant, yeah? Sort of how I started thinking in Spanish in the Dominican Republic as a triage translator for the missionary doctors & nurses. What’s disrupting my psuedo-British misty morning is this “hold music” on the phone-line to my …Continue reading "Shake hands with your doctor."
It creeps and crawls. It slowly chokes me. This anxiety. Especially when I’m alone. In somebody’s company, however, I am pleasantly distracted and feel uplifted. There is a clear reason why I feel this way: a prescription adjustment. Four weeks ago a very tangible shift occurred after my doctor switched me from 125 to …Continue reading "Morning pages"
There was no time left to make myself a complicated breakfast. The black tea, steaming hot and steeping, would soon be ready for coconut milk and honey. I made my family baked gluten-free oatmeal from a recipe I still adore and they all love. Since my dad was visiting, I just wanted to focus on …Continue reading "Pause on the Prosciutto"
It was at a women’s retreat a few years back. There, inside a cozy cottage situated on a wooded hillside, I heard something unexpected. With the chill of autumn outside, an inviting plushness of comfy couches afforded our group of 30 ladies the space to unwind and meditate on God’s word together. Our facilitator was speaking to us as we …Continue reading "Transitioning from sickness to health."
Let’s begin with a let down. What happens to me internally when someone misses the mark, and falls short of their promises? (We all do this sometimes, intentionally or not, don’t we?) How do I feel? What records do I play in my head about it? The owner of an expert blogging consultation business recently made …Continue reading "Day 24: One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Focus on gratitude"
On the autoimmune protocol I can feel deprived at times, when the restrictions of the elimination phase are pretty darn tight. BUT pie is good. And believe me you, this AIP friendly pie saved me many a time that I had a need for something sweet and comforting. A dollop of thick, full fat coconut …Continue reading "One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Day 23: Sweet pear pie."
Hello, my name is Jessica and if you’ve been here before you know that I have an autoimmune disease called Hashimoto’s. For the past six weeks I’ve taken my first long term prescription of my entire life, Levothyroxine. That’s just the start, though, because during that time I’ve been preparing myself to start the Autoimmune …Continue reading "One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Day 22: Before & In-Progress Photos"
His chair squeaked as he shifted the weight of his tall frame on the doctor’s stool. Sitting across from him and beside my baby girl who was in her carseat, I felt at ease about my appointment. It’s always conversational and comfortable there. “Medicine isn’t what you think it is, Jessica. It’s a business, nothing personal. Strictly business,” he conveyed. …Continue reading "One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Day 21: Nothing personal"
Aldi’s. I never would have expected! Recently I was given a tidbit of info that has changed my perception of shopping…Trader Joes and Aldi’s are apparently owned by the same German company! I never knew. My husband and I regularly make Trader Joes stops even though it’s a 40 minute drive. Sometimes if he’s working …Continue reading "One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Day 19: Scored a sweet deal!"
Diagnosed when she was 19 years old after years of “being watched” by her doctor for years prior to that, my guest blogger today has embraced the healing diet that I am about to begin this coming month: the Autoimmune Protocol (AIP). Anyone wishing to begin a healing diet for autoimmune disease can savor these guest stories …Continue reading "One Hundred Days with Hashimoto’s. Day 18: Our guest-Danielle, Diagnosed Young"