Someone asked me if I had chronicled the choices for my TBI care. What did I do? Who did I turn to? So I pulled out my 2014 appointment book to see the order in which I did what.
The very first thing I did was use my medicinal quality essential oils. When I travel (I injured myself while traveling) I always travel light – even the tiny bottles of oils are chosen with care. I honestly had never taken a bottle of geranium oil, but on this trip I did. Interesting indeed, as geranium is known to prevent bruising.
One of the first things I asked for, while flat on my back and not allowed to move, was my oils. My daughter did not want to leave my side, so I didn’t get my oils. I kept asking over and over again, not realizing my chin had been ripped open and there was great concern for me. I wanted the healing to begin! Now! You may recall from my original TBI post that I had an audience… I heard someone say I was delusional because I kept repeating myself.
One of the last things my ER doctor said to me was my entire face would be every color of the rainbow.
After we checked into the hotel, one of the first things I did was slather geranium oil all over my face. Over the course of several weeks, this practice continued. The result? Unless you looked super close, you could only see a bit of faint yellow and green bruising. The application of geranium essential oil in the first 4-5 hours did its job.
I cannot imagine my life without my essential oils! I am so grateful for Gary D Young and his following his calling and inspiration to resurrect aromatherapy in the United States. We have much to be grateful for each time someone listens to Spirit.
I wish I could say it was all as easy as that. But it wasn’t.
It was truly just the beginning.
My second choice was a chiropractor who specializes in moving the plates in the skull. I could feel them jammed, and it was uncomfortable. But. We had to wait a bit because of the stitches – and even still the first several visits I could not go face down and he could really not hold my head the way he’d have preferred.
Next was various forms of energy work generously gifted to me by talented friends and colleagues.
And then I found my saving grace. Dr. Janell Matz who works with frequency specific micro current. Oh! I was so broken! It took me two weeks just to REMEMBER to call and schedule the first appointment. That machine and her talent: remarkable. After a mere SEVEN visits even I could tell a difference, and it was validated by those closest to me.
In a future post, I hope to have Dr Matz share more about this technology.
Only after about 7 weeks did I see a neurologist who ordered all the standard tests: MRI, EEG (not fun – MRI was painful), sleep doctor (I was not sleeping). Of course the sleep doctor wanted to medicate me. I wanted a solution not a bandaid.
Three months in I added physical therapy to strengthen my upper back and neck.
Two weeks later I added massage. Up until then I thought of massage as a self-care luxury. This talented woman is a true healer. She takes massage to the next level by adding in energy work and Spirit. She systematically took my broken body and brought it back to supple wholeness. I am so grateful!
I added in Yin/Restorative Yoga and then Tai Chi Chih – these two, combined with the massage, really helped restore length in the muscles and so much more.
And then, on December 14 – 5 days shy of six months, I found my miracles sheets from Alphay that I call God In A Piece of Fabric. I’ve written about the technology in a previous blog.
That is my chronicle – in a nutshell.
Yes, in between all that I went to the neurologist a few times. He poo-pooed my choices and said there’s little merit in them. He also said there wasn’t much he could do for me, and after 18 months what I gained/regained is what I will have.
If you’re familiar with Dr Wayne Dyer and his mindset on Wishes Fulfilled (I recommend this book), he talks about not listening to things like this. It is our minds that control our outcome. I can listen to the skeptics or I can forge my own path. I do not want to know where I’d be had I listened to one of the top neurologists in my city. I am grateful for my intuition and ability to listen. Indeed, the entire journey back was about just this. I call it my Journey to the Mountain.