Skipping a bit

Greetings blogfriends!  Today was my six month check up  and I was so worried.  I cleared my schedule so I had some extra time before my appointment. So after an hour and a half of vigorous exercise I bathed and did my hair and make up. I wore a pretty white dress. I wore pearl bracelets and pearls on my hair. I looked up the mirror and saw a woman almost dressed as a fairy or a bride and that there was nothing more to do. So, I began singing and then before I realized it was time for us to get in the car. There was a bit of a wait in the doctor s office which went really quickly with some chit chat with the receptionist. I went in and  I tried to give all the information as clearly as I could and then there was nothing else but wait to hear the verdict. I watched the endocrinologist's facial expressions darken a bit before he began talking. My heart skipped a bit. It turns out I am clean as a whistle and completely cancer free. Just a few minor complications of the treatment troubled him. It seems I am not responding to some drugs I am taking, as well as he would like.  This is why my metabolism is so low. He was reluctant to give me more,  he feels I am maxed out on both t3 and t4 and yet somehow I am not absorbing them.  He just told me to spread the doses throughout the day to see if it works better. There was a time I would be miserable about the appointment,  crushed even. But you know what?  I have seen so much worse,  been so much worse. I can still lose weight(well that is if I stay under 900 calories with an hour of high intensity cardio 6 days a week, but still),  I can sleep every night now, I have energy through the day, no more cramps,  no more chronic pain(most of the time no pain at all if I am careful). I consider myself healthy because my body can do so many things it couldn't.
And I can enjoy so many beautiful things. Like truly offer myself to the triple Goddess and try to connect to all Her aspects.   Brighid came to me to bless me through her fire healing energies in my hardest of times.  She guided me,  opened me up with Her creative surges, making me sing and write again.  I pray to Her almost every day over 3 red candles that I light in a wreath made of intertwined grapevine twigs. I chant the spell 3 times while the smells of the incense engulfs me. One drop of my blood and then my soul just opens to all Her glory. After that I am ready to cast any spell I want.  I am ready to call upon the elements and the powers of the universe to help my voice travel where it needs to go, to help my heart go where it needs to go. My inner voice and sight is stronger because of Her. Sometimes my little witchling joins me in prayer. She loves to throw more incense to the fire. She also loves to grind the leaves, petals, resins and oils together in her mortar and pestle. I am beyond blissful when we practice magic together and she enjoys it too. And then we go and cook together. She washes all the vegetables and I explain to her how all things that grow carry the love of our sweet Goddess.  How she is blessed,cherished and protected by Her. How I am too.
Be blessed,  be cherished and protected too my friends!