Even tho I'm going through my own little personal hell each day, I know with each day I get closer to healing. At 2:00am this morning, I felt (in addition to the pain and tightness) a tickle. I suddenly remembered that when I was little my mama used to tell me that a tickle meant I was healing! Then the words went through my head, "My body knows what to do, to heal!" And I started to cry. Happy tears. Grateful to be alive and to have this thing behind me a teeny bit more each day.
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