Back in the early 2000s, I began to experience a symptom
I now know as air hunger. I should say, re-experienced, because I’d had the
same problem when I was in my early 20s. “It’s just nerves,” the doctor said.
“Relax and it will go away.” And indeed within a year it was a distant memory.
When it happened again, my doctor said, “nerves” and handed me a prescription
for Xanax. But this time it wasn’t going away, in fact it was getting worse.
than I did. After all, they were highly educated, trained professionals, right?
So when my body didn’t do what it’s supposed to do, the doctor could fix it.
And if the doctor couldn’t fix it, then it was either unfixable, or all in my
learned that if I was in a relationship where my partner treated me badly, that
I could choose to leave – or stay. I learned that if my employer was taking
advantage of me, I could choose to leave. In fact, I learned that it was I who
chose that disparaging partner, that disappointing job and if I’d listened to
my own inner wisdom, I might have taken a different path.
not “all in my head”. It wasn’t just stress. And when my tests came back
normal, I trusted my inner wisdom. I kept searching. Specifically, I refined my
perception of the issue and discovered “air hunger”. Once I could clearly name
it, I could find the condition – Babesia, a malaria-like infection that often comes
with Lyme disease, which I also have.
taking total responsibility for my health was all me, I had invaluable help. I
tapped into the vast well of knowledge and experience of other Lyme patients.
There’s not one symptom; one reaction to medication, one painful procedure I
experienced, that someone else in my Lyme community hadn’t been through. There
was always someone ready and willing to share, guide and support me.
Universe speaking. Sometimes It speaks so softly you have to lean in. Sometimes
the inner chatterbox drowns It out, but you can learn Its voice. Inner wisdom