I had a nice interview with Mom Blogger Gemma from Sofia Says Blog. She gave birth for the first time two months ago in a complete unassisted childbirth after doing her own prenatal care.
Yet again I have been at deaths door a couple times this past week.
I became deathly ill last weekend while traveling to Salt Lake City.
We had a whirlwind day last saturday with a morning wedding, a trip to temple square, a movie, dinner at the mall, christmas lights, Deseret Book, and then to Pauls sisters house for a short sleep and then home. I started to show deadly symptoms during the night about 2am. By the time we reached Cedar City I was so ill, I knew it was deadly…typical symptoms of lung congestion, burning in my throat, dizzy, headache, etc..
By sunday afternoon I was gasping for air and asked Paul for a priesthood blessing. He phoned his brother Larry and I received the blessing last sunday afternoon.
I immediately calmed, but that night had another incident that left me wondering if my time on earth was quickly drawing to a close. I spent two hours in the tub taking sips of air into my lungs while soaking in bath water laced with six pounds of epsom salt.
I slathered hundreds of essential oils drops all over my chest and prayed for a miracle.
I have have had so many of these incidents over the past eight years that I pretty much have the treatment down to a pattern.
1. Prayer
2. Priesthood Blessing
3. Essential Oils
4. Epsom Salt
5. Baths, with tons of skin scrubbing as well as hot and cold therapy with changing temperature of the water
6. Wheat Grass Juice
7. Fresh pressed juices
8. Lots of fat in my diet to surround the poison and protect vital organs until the poison can be safely eliminated from my body
9. Rest
10. Weeks of recovery
11. Oil Pulling for pounding headaches
We spent the weekend in Salt Lake City and went to Deseret Book on saturday night to make some purchases and lo and behold the guys from Vocal Point were in the store with Jenny Oakes Baker and Kevin Olusola the beat boxer from Pentatonix!
I have had more shares on Facebook of his version of Little Drummer Boy this past week than anything else on my wall. So excited for the group to have such an amazing song go viral right before Christmas. Ben was very happy to meet him. And we listened to the Vocal Point CD we bought him all the way home to Cedar City.
Paul has been taking Andrew around town and snapping random photos of him for his Senior Picture. Here are some of the best he has taken:
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Andrew surprised and delighted both Paul and I this month by getting a 35 on his ACT test! I have had many moments to myself chuckling at the irony of this amazing test score. My long term readers and friends know that when we gave birth to Andy 17 years ago during our first Unassisted Childbirth, we had to transfer to the hospital because he was not breathing.
During the first three days of his life the staff at the hospital in an overwhelm of concern and obvious need to “set me straight” informed us over and over again that he was certain to be permanently brain damaged because of his homebirth and lack of oxygen after he was born.
During his first couple years a few friends and family members kept waiting for the damage to manifest, but it never did and he has been a delight to parent from the moment he entered our lives. I have to laugh thinking about the doom and gloom predicted and prophesied about this son-o-mine during his early years. The Medicos are particularly nasty when parents choose to forgo prenatal care and create the baby alone. I must confess to a secret desire to photocopy his test scores and mail them off to all the busy body nurses at those hospitals who were so put off by our choice to take personal responsibility for our child.
Nah. I will just go on enjoying the love and light emanating from my intelligent and handsome son while they continue to needlessly poison the innocents in their care with nasty birth drugs, vaccines, ultrasound, and baby formula.