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Awakening Through the Tears Interstitial Cystitis and the Mind/Body/Spirit Connection von Simone, Catherine M. (eBook)

  • Erscheinungsdatum: 01.06.2016
  • Verlag: BookBaby
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Awakening Through the Tears

The first book about IC and the mind/body/spirit connection, Awakening through the Tears is another groundbreaking book for Interstitial Cystitis (IC) patients worldwide. It is not only about the mind/body/spirit connection and how to use that connection to help heal from IC, it is also a discussion of physical connections with IC that have not been previously addressed elsewhere. Simone explains the connections between various possible causes of IC that the medical community still ignores. Like To Wake In Tears and Along the Healing Path, Awakening Through The Tears is a discussion of IC from a holistic perspective. She again is offering hope, practical advice, and helpful information to help heal from IC. If you experience anxiety and/or feel there is a hormone connection with your IC, this book is especially for you. Actually, this book is for anyone who has IC and has ever wondered why they have it, for anyone who has ever asked, 'Why me?'.


    Format: ePUB
    Kopierschutz: AdobeDRM
    Seitenzahl: 192
    Erscheinungsdatum: 01.06.2016
    Sprache: Englisch
    ISBN: 9780966775051
    Verlag: BookBaby
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Awakening Through the Tears

As I sit here drying the tears and trying to breathe, I am astounded at the fears I still feel. It has been 4 months since To Wake In Tears was published. And here I sit, with pen in hand, trying to expel the fears through the ink and these words. My husband Charlie left for the Cayman Islands just minutes ago. It's a trip for work, but spouses were allowed to go. A week on the beach, alone with the love of my life...a dream I've been praying for...and yet, here I sit. I couldn't go. I'm still not ready. It breaks my heart. And Charlie, well, he loves me too much to let it show. "Go in there and write," he said to me in the driveway as we said our last goodbyes. "Write how you feel because I'm sure others feel the same way." He gave me one last hug and got in the car. He waved goodbye yelling out the car window "Spoil yourself!", as he always tells me to do when he leaves for an extended period of time. Spoil myself. Hmmm...I'm still learning what that means. So here I sit, writing down my feelings as the tears stream down my face. Well...I'm not sure if anyone else feels this way or not, but I can tell you that right now, I feel like a total idiot. I feel stupid and weak for feeling so afraid. I feel silly for sitting here crying and for being scared of what might happen while I'm here alone these next eight days and nights. It's not the being alone that bothers me. I've spent countless hours alone since I was diagnosed with severe interstitial cystitis (IC). Like others with more severe cases of IC, I was often housebound and sometimes bedridden with IC and the effects of IC. I missed out on a lot of the things of life. I missed family gatherings, hanging out with friends, going to concerts, playing tennis, going out to dinner...you know, normal things that people do. There were times this made me very angry and times I felt very alone. I was in my early 30's and this was NOT the way it was supposed to be. This was not at all what I had in mind. But right now, it's not the spending time alone that's bothering me. I've actually gotten kind of used to that. In fact, in some ways, it's been a strange blessing of sorts. I ended up learning a lot about myself, about my own spirituality, and about life, by spending so much time alone. (Much of what I'm about to share with you in this book was born out of my IC enforced isolation.) In some ways, I feel like I can relate to those in solitary confinement and how they tend to grow spiritually through their time of solitude. No...it's not the being alone that's bothering me right now. It's the "not knowing what might happen to me physically" while Charlie is away. That, I know, is what I'm really afraid of. Even though physically I am so much better than I was, there are still some symptoms that remain. Some people were under the misimpression that I was all finished healing five minutes after To Wake In Tears was published. This was simply not the case. Healing from IC (and the multitude of IC related symptoms and illnesses that can come with it) is no easy feat and it definitely takes time. At this point, I am still cleansing, still rebuilding, still waiting patiently (and not so patiently) to finish healing. But that's not really why I'm sitting here. It's not why I didn't go. There are probably a lot of people out there traveling right this minute who are sicker than I am right now. Hell...I traveled when I was much more sick than I am right now. The truth is...I didn't go because I was too scared to go. I was afraid of getting really sick, being in pain, and needing, or at least wanting, to get back home right away. Home was where I had things that could help and home was where at least I could be a little more comfortable. I was afraid of being in some strange bathroom with a severe IBS attack (which at this point is still one of my remaining IC related symptoms). I was afraid of getting th

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