Today I walked 0.6 miles in eighty degree heat and no shade. I feel this is important to point out. I have not done this kind of walking in years. I’ve spent the last 2.5 years on the couch or in bed and in persistent pain. When I wasn’t in pain, I had anxiety about being in pain.
During my big day out, I got chased by a homeless man, had to stop four times, but I finally arrived at my destination. When I did, I rested a minute and then got my nails done. I haven’t had my nail done in two years. It’s crucial to mention because it’s a normal thing like people do. I haven’t felt normal in a long time. I nearly broke into tears when a snafu on my credit card occurred, but I didn’t cry, took a deep breath, and figured it out.
It’s these small, ordinary experiences that have been out of my scope for so long, they feel foreign. It’s hard to explain how wonderful doing normal things like going for a walk or getting my nails done feels. The lady next to me might have wondered why I was smiling the whole time. Smiling until the nail technician grated my cuticles into oblivion. Believe it or not, I welcomed the experience. I handled it like a champ. When I got home, I collapsed on my bed for an hour. As I type this, I feel fatigued, but it’s not ordinary fatigue. It’s: I walked in 80 degree heat, got chased by a homeless man, had a stressful snafu with my credit card, inhaled nail salon toxins for an hour tired. Not Lyme tired. Big difference. Anyone would be tired in my position and I feel the difference. I can, if I want to, keep going.
I’m still on the carnivore diet - for the most part. I’ve begun adding in green juices once a week. So far, my body seems to be tolerating them well. They consist of celery, cucumber, parsley, and lemon. I have had a bite here and there of “normal” food (a slice of cucumber, bite of a vegan cookie, brown rice, pico de gallo). My biggest complaint regarding food is I’ve noted some bloating and turbulence in my gut. I don’t love that, but it’s not killing me. It means, whatever is wrong with me in there isn’t solved. I didn’t expect it would be. I’m travelling soon and am using the Iocane Powder Method of re-introducing normal foods gradually and in small amounts - in case I get stuck and need to chomp a bagel.
After five months, the carnivore diet hasn’t CURED anything. All it does is remove the offending foods from your diet. This removal inherently makes you feel better. Take your hand out of the fire, it won’t burn anymore. The bloating and noise are truth serums which indicate I still do not tolerate vegetables or grains. Yeah, I’m bummed. I have to wonder if there will ever come a day when I won’t have issues with food or is it all over for me? Will I ever eat cake again? My current goal is to remain mostly carnivore with a small amount of veg here and there. Call it Carnivore Lite. I’m looking for the foods I can tolerate.
I have come to the conclusion that the carnivore diet is not sustainable long term. My reasons are the same as Vegetable Police (see YouTube). It’s not fixing anything, I’ve noticed (and dislike) the bags under my own and everyone who does this diet’s eyes), I don’t feel awesome.
I started taking NAD about 5 days ago. This has given me some crazy, steady energy. The first two nights I tossed and turned, but the last two nights I’ve slept great. My mood is improved - it plunged at Month 3 of the carnivore diet. I urge you to look into NAD if you have Lyme. At the moment, it’s being used as an anti-aging drug and I’ll be honest, I don’t know enough about it to teach it. I don’t want to get into the science here, but the results are encouraging. Anyway, the difference is unmistakable. Before NAD, I considered going back to a Lyme Literate Doctor and starting a new therapy. I don’t feel like I need it right now.
Infusio got me to 50% - Carnivore got me to 80% - NAD seems to be getting me to 90%. There is still that pesky 10% which I believe will continue to improve over time. I’ll be running some run of the mill blood tests in a few weeks. My next update will include those.
I’m about to partake in a week-long writer’s workshop in Ohio. I’ll be doing a lot of walking in 85 degree heat with intense humidity. The days will be long and I’ll be expected to write like a mofo. It’s going to be a challenge, but I’m at least 80% sure I can do it. A year ago, it would have been impossible.