The Mummy Returns... Day 11 (edited, jokes inserted)

The Sandman must have eloped with Santa Claus 'cause neither of them has visited my house in years.  The Census Bureau practically camped out on my porch last year, but the Sandman stays away like I'm sleeping with a pet rattlesnake..........  I need to get some sleep.  I haven't had a good night since I began the IP.  Tonight I'll take the Lady's Slipper and Kava earlier and see if it helps.  One of them bothers my tendons but I don't know which. 

I felt better this morning, up until my first CE.  Then I seemed to crash.  I fought it into the afternoon, taking a short walk in the woods, which was cold and cloudy.  But when I got back, I crashed hard and took a nap.  When I awoke, I felt better and jumped back into things.  Then I got to thinking, "I did an ACV bomb right before that coffee enema, maybe it's die-off?"  And when I got to this evening's CE, sure enough, I expelled another worm that I had killed with my will.  It's hard for me to fathom how my gut can hold this many worms.  And, you know, I'm all hakuna-matata about the circle of life and all, but I struggle to see how these creepy crawlers fit into all that.  

I mean, I feel like I've given these worms everything.  I've carried them in my womb since they were just little cercaria, I've fed them every meal that they've ever had, made sure they had three squares a day.  And what have they given me in return besides a bellyache and indigestion?  Where is the symbiosis?  

Now I'm wrapped up like a mummy again.  And a little bloated from all this kidney tea.  But I drank it all!!!!!!  Tomorrow is the last day of that.  It was too cold to get much sun today.  I'd like to get the fomentations on in the mornings as well, but there's always so much more running around to do.  

(I know, wrapped up in all these fomentations, I look pretty ripped and buff, but trust me, it's just the fomentations.  When you take them off, I look like a skeleton wrapped in a tan wet sheet, and not a cold sheet.)

I got my stethoscope finally.  I couldn't hear much though that was discernibly my gall bladder.  It's hard not to have to take something that makes my stomach rumble sometime before the CE.  

My skin is starting to dry out, I think from the H/C showers. My sweets rubbed me down in coconut oil today, which helped.  I'm also developing a rash or blotchy, dry skin beneath my lower lip.  I guess something is making its exit there.  It itches.  

There's not a whole lot to tell about today.  Just another low-key battle, the first half of which was spent in a daze.  If anyone sees the Sandman, tell him not to be afraid, it's not really a mummy, it's me, and I need some sleep.  Oh, and Santa, I'm still waiting on that Big Wheel.  

-JT