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I am going to Chicago. This friday in fact. I am going there to the Pfeiffer center for a check up. They will draw blood. They will ask questions. They will talk to me and address concerns. In a few weeks I will get a sheet of paper that will tell me what my blood told them. It will tell me what I should take. I will go to the tinernet and research any new nutrients I have never heard of before. I will call with some questions. Then I will take the pills, adding one change at a time to monitor the result. Then I will move on with my life.
I look forward to this visit. Someone dear to me is coming with me. She wants to know what it is like, visiting this group of people who have helped to get me to wellness. She wants to ask questions of them. I want her to hear me interact with them. I want her there to tell them when she sees things I dont. I like that this part of my life is being lifted from the shadows into the light. I like that people are engaging it and accepting it as part of me.
Sometimes I feel silly getting on a plane for a doctor's appointment. I feel weird sending in the claim submission forms. I feel like I am desparate. But then I remember that I am well now, and once I was a mess, and that this is part of that journey.
I like the people at the Pfeiffere center. I recall my first visit. I was skeptical until my meeting with the intake nurse. She was the first medical care giver who had ever listened to my story without a look of pity and condenscation in her voice. She was sympathetic and she sounded like she had heard the story before. She had heard my story before, dozens of times. She anticipated my comments, and then somehow, being treated by a clinic who treats crazy people, I did not feel crazy anymore. I felt completely sane and normal. They treated me like I was normal, and they told me everything would be alright. And it is. Or it almost is.
I will not have time to write much until I get back, and then I will tell you all how it went. I will tell you how it was to meet a fellow wanderer on this path, which I also hope to do while I am there. Have dinner with he and his family. Tell them that they are taking the first steps, but that I am taking me last, and that it never happens fast enough, but that wellness happens. I want to bring this circle full close by seeing him and talking with him. I dont know what we will talk about, but one never knows what they will talk about with family, and I do feel like we have a familial bond in a way.
Well all, hope all is well with you.
I look forward to this visit. Someone dear to me is coming with me. She wants to know what it is like, visiting this group of people who have helped to get me to wellness. She wants to ask questions of them. I want her to hear me interact with them. I want her there to tell them when she sees things I dont. I like that this part of my life is being lifted from the shadows into the light. I like that people are engaging it and accepting it as part of me.
Sometimes I feel silly getting on a plane for a doctor's appointment. I feel weird sending in the claim submission forms. I feel like I am desparate. But then I remember that I am well now, and once I was a mess, and that this is part of that journey.
I like the people at the Pfeiffere center. I recall my first visit. I was skeptical until my meeting with the intake nurse. She was the first medical care giver who had ever listened to my story without a look of pity and condenscation in her voice. She was sympathetic and she sounded like she had heard the story before. She had heard my story before, dozens of times. She anticipated my comments, and then somehow, being treated by a clinic who treats crazy people, I did not feel crazy anymore. I felt completely sane and normal. They treated me like I was normal, and they told me everything would be alright. And it is. Or it almost is.
I will not have time to write much until I get back, and then I will tell you all how it went. I will tell you how it was to meet a fellow wanderer on this path, which I also hope to do while I am there. Have dinner with he and his family. Tell them that they are taking the first steps, but that I am taking me last, and that it never happens fast enough, but that wellness happens. I want to bring this circle full close by seeing him and talking with him. I dont know what we will talk about, but one never knows what they will talk about with family, and I do feel like we have a familial bond in a way.
Well all, hope all is well with you.
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