We drove the two and a half hours (180 miles) this morning to Pocatello for my consultation today. When we go there I checked in, they took my blood pressure (which was way worse than I knew), and then we met their Lyme coordinator who was probably the most wonderful person I've ever met in my life. I think she's a nurse? I'll just called her the nurse. She took 4 drops of my blood and put it under a microscope and showed me all the horrificness going on inside it. It was miraculous. Then we went and watched a video on Prolotherapy in a dark, comfy room before meeting the doctor. He typed up everything I told him and put together a protocol for me. He was also wearing Lyme green scrubs. After we met with him, he I started to cry because I was so overwhelmed. I was traumatized at how bad my condition was, I was exhausted from traveling, and I was confused. But I was also relieved to finally be somewhere where I belonged. I'd been to 20-30 different places and this was the first place where I was understood. After my emotional breakdown, went into another dark comfy room where they hooked me up to an IV. I'm not sure if the lady who was helping me was an MA, CNA, or nurse, but she is very talented with IV's. I didn't feel a thing, and she didn't leave a mark. They put ozone in my blood and then loaded it up with vitamins. It was nice to have everything bypass my stomach since I have such horrible digestion issues. I loved all the magnesium they put in my IV. Magnesium is God's valium. After the IV, we paid, and drove all the way home in the dark.
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