I can endure getting strapped down to a board by my head. I can tolerate the confining mask placed over my face. I can accept the bleach like stench that is produced in my head.
I am mildy freaked out though, every time I see twinkles of purple, the color boys often call blue, when my melon is getting zapped and my eyes are closed.
It’s damn scary. There is no other way to put it.
Certainly a little freaky. But, so far worth the time it may give me. I hope I continue to say that in the next few weeks.
Hang in there, sending more love, think of those pretty flowers at home !!!
I’m always accepting more love – in any form!
You needed to be around in the 70s!
Glad that it is bearable if not pleasant!
Gail
It might just be a bit like the 70’s ! And it is very bearable at 2 weeks in.
Kim, thanks for making the time to share.
Patrick
No problem Patrick! It’s therapy for me to talk about what’s going on too. Hopefully, win-win for all.
Kim, I wish you strength during the WBR and am sending you tons and tons of love!
Let me know when I can drop off food, tea and whatever else you need/want…..
XOXOXO
Dawn
Thank you, Dawn!
Come by any time…just send a text when you are on your way. I do crash out by 8pm, please keep that in mind.
xoxo
Kim,
I can bring dinner over this Friday (8th) or on Saturday, March 9th. I will e-mail these dates to you also.
Much Love.
Dawn
sending lots of love too,