I’m still not well from this virus, but I wanted to share this weird viral journey with you. There is one part that I hope you read with an open mind, as it is very bizarre. I do not understand what happened myself.
It is Friday. Early last week I began to have these strange feelings of almost a lightheadedness, but it wasn’t that. It was almost like a feeling of going to faint, but it wasn’t that. It was almost a dizziness, but not that. Anyway, it passed, but kept hitting me on and off for a few days. I also noticed my mouth and everywhere on me was drying out. I even got chapped lips, which I rarely get.
I have so much to do and ignored these warnings, as best I could. Last Friday morning I went to the river with my gathering backpack. I had just arrived there and set out on the trail. I picked a handful of eucalyptus leaves, put them in my backpack and walked on. I picked up a couple of nice little rocks to adorn my new herb bed I was planning. That strange feeling of weakness hit me hard and I knew I had to get back to my car. By the time I arrived at the car, I was nauseated. I headed home. When I rested, the nausea left me. That evening I noticed I had a very dry scratchy throat. Hmmm, I should have been taking echinacea and elderberry syrup…but I had not made any of the syrup. The next morning, I had a full-blown sore throat. I dragged myself out of bed about 5:30 a.m. and made some elderberry syrup. I was out of sage tincture to gargle with…I was out of a lot of my cold remedies. I rarely get a cold and had just not thought about it. Now, I realized I had been sick for days and did not even recognized it. Life is rich, full and busy. Who has time to be on familiar terms with sickness?
None of this is really strange, yet. Except for the fact that usually I get one day of weird dizziness before coming down with the flu. This time I had several days. I didn’t know it yet, but I was about to experience something totally new. That is, indeed, an interesting statistic because I’ve been around for a while.
I didn’t seem to have a lot of nasal mucus or anything like that. It was just this awful, smarting, sore throat. I did have mucus, but it was entering me with new strategy.
I put on my herbal thinking cap as a war bonnet. I made sore throat and cough syrups and concoctions like one for example: fennel seed, cinnamon, marshmallow root, valerian root etc. But …nothing worked. Always, always my elderberry and echinacea had knocked colds and flu away. Not this time.
I was in full battle mode, but I was losing. The pain was becoming unbearable. I now tried things like cayenne pepper in water as a gargle. It helped the pain for a few minutes at first. I finally had an actual meal with a very hot peppered meat that gave me even more relief…for a few minutes. But my enemy was smart. The evil virus was more intelligent than I could imagine. The pain intensified. Now when I used hot stuff, it burnt my throat worse and I had more pain.
DON’T DO THIS NEXT STEP. I had not slept for 3 days and I was in terrible pain. In my pantry, I found a willow bark tincture with other pain relievers in it. Well, if one is in their right mind, they know you put a tincture in some water before ingesting it, especially if you have tender, inflamed mucosal flesh in the throat! Not me, I dripped it right on my tongue hoping for immediate relief. I CAN’T BELIVE I WAS THAT STUPID. If I thought I had pain before, now it was doubled. It was like pouring acid down my throat!
I had to try and rest while sitting up or I would choke. Yes, I had mucus dripping down on my tonsils when I laid down which put me in a fit of coughing and re -tore open my throat.
I threw up my hands into the air! None of my herbal stuff was working. How could that happen? I was at war and my ally did not come through. I went and got some water to set by my chair and sipped on it. Wow, that helped! Each time I sipped, it didn’t burn me to the core like everything else. Even soup was like torcher to eat, but the water was my new friend. The reason I had got the water was to give in and take some Tylenol. I NEVER use that stuff, but I had no choice now. It actually gave me an hour or two of sleep.
Now this whole battle had been strange, but what was to happen next was plain weird.
I had been talking about going to the hospital. Me, go to the hospital willingly? If you knew me, you would know I don’t do that sort of thing. I would say I hate doctors, but I actually have a nice friend who is a doctor, so I won’t say that. I do hate hospitals though.
Anyway, back to the story. I must have been in a really deep sleep or something. I was laid back in this big stuffed chair with my head forward. I must have not been able to breathe and woke up choking. I woke up as someone else. Yeah, you read that right. I promise I don’t take drugs. I never have. All I took was Tylenol. I was confused as to why I was here and fighting to get my breathe. I was caught up and struggling in the blanket and chair. And then in the middle of this mini battle, I was myself again. It was all kind of hard to describe. I can only surmise as to what that is all about. Maybe it was me in a different realm…I really don’t know. I can’t even put it into words…and I like words.
Anyway, I felt something come lose deep inside my throat. I coughed it up, but there was no place to spit it out and I was still in a battle. It was gooey with a solider bumpy surface. As I struggled, I accidentally swallowed it. Rats! Whatever that was, I wanted to see it. Yuck! Whatever it was went down inside of my tummy, but I didn’t get sick to my stomach or anything.
Wow, I felt a bit better. I had come to myself and was no longer whoever that other person was. Hard to explain that situation. It does not fit scripture, common sense or anything. There must be an explanation, but, if I am to know, it will come to me at the right time. I’m not worried about it.
I was still in a lot of pain. Yet, somehow felt I should NOT go to the hospital, as planned, this morning.
I found at that point that frozen stuff felt good on my throat and gave me a little relief for a few minutes. So, instead of chamomile and lemon balm tea, I made popsicles out of it. I needed to help my liver after taking Tylenol so I also juiced some carrots, beets and apples and froze that to eat. I had to do these things a little at a time, as I just didn’t have the energy to do a lot. I did a little something then went to rest and finished it little by little.
No hot or spicy stuff…nothing unusual. Just water and Popsicles for a while.
I am weak from this battle, but getting a little better each day. I am past the popsicles, I think, now. The pain is getting better, but still there. Last night I took a hot bath and actually went to bed. I slept pretty well, but had to have water every few minutes as my tongue and throat kept drying out. I coughed up a lot of junk from my lungs this morning. I had noticed my chest felt really heavy, but did not realize it was full of stuff. I had just been dealing with the pain in my throat.
I think what I learned was to listen more to my body. I jumped in with my barrels loaded to kill this virus with herbs. And many times, that works, but different viruses may attack differently. Your body is smart, give it credit. Listen to it. I still used some herbs like the chamomile popsicles. Why not eat a regular popsicle? Because they are loaded with sugar and sugar feeds infection. Water is amazing. It may not be an herb, but it has powers of its own.
In conclusion, you can learn something, even from the attack of the evil virus. I learned that God made a very intelligent human body for mankind to live inside. We need to take care of it and then it will help take care of us until God calls us home.