The World Of Recovery Continues!

 My intentions were to post some pic's of the demon drains but they are just to disgusting even for me. So I will omit that part of the recovery process. In going through this I have learned the power of patience and trusting God. Most of the time I am pretty hard on myself and I don't give myself the credit that I should. However, I have learned that I am stronger than I think I am.

 I don't like being sick I don't like hurting and I don't like waiting. (Duh!!! Well who does?) I had no idea that recovery would be so taxing. My body went through complete shock and in that I had to have a blood transfusion. I did not realize the depth of what was happening to me but in all of that God had his hand on me and he still does. Once I arrived home that is when the real challenges began to take place. It was hard getting comfortable, not being able to sleep correctly because I could not lie flat on my back so therefore I had to sleep sitting up. 

My blood sugar would drop and I would be shaken uncontrollably. And let’s not forget the wonderful night sweats, my sheets would be soaked. (YUCK!!) This was not cool. It took three weeks for me to regain my full appetite. The battle to eat was depressing. It was crazy because I would know I need to eat but my mind and my stomach were not working together. After putting two or three bites in my mouth I immediately became repulsed. My stomach was constantly in knots and the gas pains were unbelievable. I am not going to lie it did scare me but I knew I would be fine and this is all a part of the process. 

My outlook on the word RECOVERY is so different now! Me being the nerd that I am I looked it up and the definition is simple; restoration or return to any former and better state or condition. Furthermore I had to allow myself to accept the process and be patient. Recovery is all a part of the process!