More lessons from the tooth fairy. I apologize for not posting. I am having internet challenges traveling to Mexico.
I have not shared much about the intense and sometimes grave moments in this healing process. Endeavoring to to treat it like a speed bump and alas I was disconnecting from inner child.
Sometimes I just keep pushing through things from a willful place and am negligent in the tender and caring moments with myself.
So here is how it unfolded.
I went to have a glass of wine the evening before with a treasured friend. I had had insomnia for weeks. I still had to pack. Watched TV fell asleep without setting alarm and had to leave house at 1:30 AM.
Woke up at 2 AM and rushed around and packed Ran out at 2:30 for a 2 hour drive to the airport.
Got to the airport with 45 minutes to spare, going through TSA check,and left car in car in long term parking. Ran to get phone, made it to gate as we were boarding. I was in a full blown panic attack and drenched.
My first stop was Chicago. While on the plane I wondered what all this resistance and distraction was about....
First trip to Mexico had 5 abscesses, 5 root canals, 5 crowns and a bridge. 27 hours in the chair, and found a dentist I could trust. It was intense and had no pain medication except Novocaine and Motrin. I loved my dentist, and had my first experience of a Doctor working on me with a deep sense of love and attention to detail. He was a lil rough with the shots though.
Got home and began treating my infections with natural remedies, and boy was I in rough shape. I was told it would take up to a year to get my immune system to deal with all this infection.
75 days later, starting to feel better, could easily count to 50 again, starting to feel inspired with my art work. My spirits were lifting.
One morning I was eating a piece of toast and a front tooth broke off below the gum line. It had had a root canal and a crown from first trip to Mexico.
I called the dentist and arranged to be there in 3 days for emergency extraction. Off to Mexico again.
The first trip was incredibly intense and I managed. This trip nearly killed me. This was the most pain I have ever experienced and I sucked it up and kept going. I had the extraction, and a bone graft.
Stitched up I went home and went on another round of antibiotics. This bone graft (which is mt 3rd) was excruciating, and became seriously infected after the antibiotics. 2 weeks in bed treating my mouth with oils.
I was treating my jaw every 10 minutes all day, for 6 days and it healed. Then back to mexico to get another bridge.
Back to my plane ride to Chicago. I meditated and realized my inner child had dug her heals in, felt terribly neglected and not on board with another trip to the dentist. Enough pain. Did my inner work, and within an hour I was experiencing a big shift, a happy shift full of understanding, and being more relaxed than I could remember. Got to Chicago and 6:14 am and felt like a huge Chicago Hot Dog with onions and mustard and a bag of chips. Best breakfast I have ever had.
The lesson about the power of disconnection, and the power of reconnecting is a life lesson I will never forget.
I feel like such an infant in this journey with my 3 selves. I know it is eternal. I feel like I turned a powerful corner, learned a lot and was blessed with lots of energy and love. A new trust awakened. This stuff really works.
Yesterday they ground my teeth and took impressions so today I have the day off in Yuma. Oy is it hot. 99 degrees at 10 AM. Too hot to swim.