I just recovered from being freakishly sick. Well I am in recovery mode. Two days ago I went into a fit of coughing and up came a lot of blood. I took a picture of it and sent it to my acupuncturist, my brother, and a friend. (my friend because he has sent me things I care not to see.) So My acupuncturist txts me back and asks me how I am taking care of myself. Since it came on all sudden like, I didnt have my usual stock of tools in the pantry.. Herbs etc. By the time this had all transpired I had already been dosing myself with various antivirals and immune boosters, etc. etc. I tell him and then ask what I can do to dry up my lungs. Lots of phlegm. He didnt respond... he is smart. He has kept me up and going when I surely would have been in an early grave. I tend to treat my body as a temple and a thrash pit at a good old fashioned mosh concert. That means I eat and do good things to my body, herbs, tonics, potions. then I run myself to the end of endurance and Keep going until I crash. Because of the things I do I am usually only down a day maybe two. This time I had a fever for over 36 hours and I dont mean 100 degrees, Turns out I had already had a low grade fever for several days straight. What took me out was one of those ones where you put a dripping cloth on you face and it dries up in minutes types of fever, and you dont sleep for days you just exist ..(.images of Apocalypse now running through my brain, of Colonel Kurtz dripping water on his head in the ruins of a Tibetan temple... I can hear the water and see it in my minds eye even now, as I squeezed it out just a little, the steel bowl on a chair arms reach of my hammock its perspiring sides a reflection of my sweating self, its insides filled with ice bags and blocks, and mine a fire that consumed. Yes a little delirious and a lot in pain. Well my Acupuncturist, waited, in fact I am sure he went to bed, set his alarm and called me just minutes ago, I am sure, just to prove to himself, and me a point. I am my own worst enemy when it comes to me. Let me proclaim something in the asking....What doctor has ever called any of you up at one in the morning to convict you of a wrong doing he knew you were guilty of, at the same time he convicts you, he also encourage you? I bet not a one. NOT A ONE.... He told me Aaron, you asked what to do to get the fluid out. Here it is. Do you have whiskey? Yes I replied already intrigued. Good he said Now, take in this precise order, Hot water, Honey, Lemon and mix it all together, and a man of your stature put in a double shot and go to bed. You need sleep my friend, now go to sleep. Jesus took time to rest and God also rested on the seventh day, your not better than them so you need to rethink your strategy and make time to sleep. And with that my toddy is finished and I am following the sage wisdom of one of the few doctors in my life I trust. Good night all.
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 09:47:06 +0000
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