I read every one of your posts re who you/we/I are... And I am:
A psychotherapist in private practice for 30 years. 61 (oh, that was a hard birthday at 60) A mother of a daughter who is wonderful. I am currently living in the heat of Arizona because I fell and injured my back three years ago. I was supposed to have surgery and said 'no way,' came here and am doing quite well. Ah--the heat of the sun works wonders.
RE: Fasting: I've tried many times in the past--especially when it was pc back in the hippie days-- and have always grabbed for some kind of food--well, let's be honest--some kind of sugar--by sunset of the first day. That's it. Fasting, I decided, was not for me. I was a failure. This week's People had an article re Robin Quivvers--am I spelling her name right?--and I simply felt her honesty. I went on the internet, found several sites I liked--this being one of them--and this is my 5th day! What is it with this fast that I can actually do it? I'm so pleased. But more than that, grateful. There is a depth of spirituality in all of this that keeps me here and able to go on. But I want to be honest: so far it simply hasn't been difficult. To the contrary, it's been easy! Oh, my...
I ache at night before I go to sleep. I guess it must be my joints that are aching. But I think it's that I'm finally feeling my aches without medicating them. I've been taking 3 Advil every morning and night since I fell. (I took other meds when the pain was severe, but I've always kept them at a minimum) So I think I'm feeling what it is like without anything to numb my joint pain and am looking forward to the rewards and healing this fast is, and will be, bringing.
I signed up for the duration--one day at a time. But I have an intensive to go to put on by Ron Roth in Chicago on the 16th of this month, so I'm not sure if I will be ending the fast before I leave or not. We'll see. It's not difficult (at this point) to stay on, and I can make a thermos full of my lemon drink and take it on the plane with me (if it gets past security) but, as I said, it's one day at a time. I'll know when the time comes.
Thanks to all of you for giving me support (without your knowing it). That's why I decided to write today: I owe you. I thought I ought to let you know I'm out here too. And I'm so grateful!