Well,
the summer flew by and my feet sort of reached a plateau and stayed there. In
October, we went to Washington State to visit Kenneth's friends Scott and
Stacey Burrell. Scott is a carpenter. They bought a house on 5 acres of land.
They lived in a mobile home on the property while Scott revamped the house and
Stacey worked at the local hospital. They moved into the house and rented the
trailer. Stacey's parents came to stay with them on the property, and Scott is
building them a house as well! He's good.
We
went almost to the northernmost tip of the United States to Ruby Beach. It was
beautiful. I was happy and in my element. I don't think I could live there (no
Black people) but I could certainly visit more often!
Stacey
recommended that I try a drug called 'Lyrica' for my feet. Many of her patients
got relief from it, she said. I said I would check it out.
Came
home and asked my internist. She said to try it. She wrote me a script for 30
tablets. I read about it online. It said it was possibly 'addictive.' I didn't
think I wanted to have anything to do with an 'addictive' drug, but decided
that if my feet were having an 'impossible' day, I would check it out. Well,
that day came. I popped one of the pills and MIRACULOUSLY my feet felt PERFECT.
I mean, there was no pain, no stinging, NOTHING. I was amazed. However, it
lasted less than an hour. My feet started to sting, slowly at first, but truly,
it was within an hour. I got why it's addictive. To have my feet feel
absolutely normal again? I'd take this drug day and night...so I threw them
away.
Sad,
but true. A little while later, I was introduced to a cream. Real-Time Pain
Relief Cream. I thought it was another snake oil sale, until I got the samples!
Love this stuff. It doesn't make the sensation go away completely, but it tones
it down enough for me to walk 5-10K steps a day! And I do!
Relief
is on the way, I decided. It's been over a year. February has come and almost
gone...I was in the hospital then! Happy that my body is functioning at close
to 100%, that is, everything is working now!
My
friend Bev Saunders gave me a call. She is selling stuff again. Thought I'd be
interested. It's MLM and everyone knows MLM is a scam...LOL! She sent me to
watch a video about these DNA drops. I was mildly interested and she offered to
send me samples. Never one to turn down anything free, I said 'Sure.' And I'm
glad I did. This product, the one called 'SLD' is anti-inflammatory. What a
difference. I only took it for 3 days and my feet felt so different - like they
were coming back to life! I immediately signed up (I don't have to sell, just
buy) and ordered a bunch for myself. Then I sent the video to my Vitamin K
(I'll tell you about him another time) and he wants to try them. I just
randomly asked my friend who called me from the DMV
(Delaware-Maryland-Virginia) area if she'd like to watch the video and try
them. She, too, said yes. Uh-oh. This MLM thing is getting serious...LOL!
Which
brings me to why I am writing this blog this day, because I have more proof
that the Universe works and that's what this blog is about. Don't take my word
for it, read on.
Earlier
last week I was thinking about getting some lighter compression socks - I have
20-30mmHg (it's a blood pressure measurement) and I was wanting some 15-20mmHg.
I decided I would check them out when I got home because I was just gearing up
to go to California.
Originally,
I would have gone to California in January, my usual jaunt for MLK weekend, but
my cousin said not to come if I was going to fly in an airplane, I could visit
if I drove. Well, I didn't plan to drive so I cancelled. No cousins, no Jacque,
no Denise. Nobody. Nothing.
February
came along and I was just feeling out of sorts. Couldn't put my finger on it.
Realized I was missing my trip to Northern Cal. Another good friend of mine
posted that her patio was ready for company and I posted 'Don't tempt me' as a
reply. Then she said that she had a room...and the next thing I sent her was my
itinerary.
So
this wasn't my ordinary trip, but I was still going to the East Bay, I would
still visit Northern Cal. I would still see the water and ride the BART train -
SOLD!
I
was also thinking that if we did it like last time, I would take the BART train
from the airport, she would pick me up in El Cerrito and we could do a
'drive-by' of my cousins house, with them waving from their picture window.
Before I had a chance to suggest this, however, she said that I could just take
the AMTRAK train from the airport that stopped 10 minutes from her house. Sigh.
Oh well, I thought, I still get to see her, her new house, her family, her new
friend. It was still going to be worth the trip!
She
texts me the night before to tell me that she has an appointment at 1PM, and my
plane was due to arrive at 10:30AM. What time was my train arriving at the
station? I explained to her that the trains don't run very often and the
closest timed one arrived at 2:20PM. She said that was OUTRAGEOUS and for me to
just take the BART train to El Cerrito and she would pick me up.
I
asked her if she would be willing to drive by my cousin’s house and she said
'Sure!' Wow, that turned out better than I imagined. When we drove by, my
cousin came down the steps, masked and said that she was getting her second
Covid shot on Saturday and if I had some time, could I come back and visit? I
told her I'd let her know.
Turns
out, my friend had a job interview on line on Monday and if we found a train, I
could ride the AMTRAK to Richmond, where my cousin could pick me up, and I
could visit with her and take the train from there to the airport! PERFECT.
It
gets better...I call my friend in Oakland and ask her if she's available for
lunch on Monday, Yes, she says. We'll meet at BART in Oakland! So I go to my
cousins, hang out for a couple hours, just as we were leaving for the BART
train, she says, 'Oh, I have these compression socks that I bought that he's
not going to wear - I'm sure they'll fit you...' She runs upstairs, brings them
back, they are all black, 6 pairs, and they are 15-20mmHg! None of which would
have happened if she hadn't had her second shot, I hadn't had the opportunity
to visit, and I got to hug and kiss my cousin in the flesh!
Finally,
I get to Oakland, we go to lunch in Jack London Square. After a while my friend
says that it's probably time for me to be getting to the airport, I thought she
was taking me to BART - she brought me to the door of Southwest Airlines!
THAT
is just another example, of the many documented here, of how the Universe
works.
Thanks
for reading to the end.
