I thought this was a fitting quote for prolotherapy.  Whenever I lay on that table, I try to concentrate on the happy things that help me forget the burning, the crunching sounds, and the pain from the needles.  Sometimes I think about the beach, which is definitely one of my top three happy places.  Other times, I chat about all different topics with Brad and Dr. Cantieri, which usually helps keep my mind off of the pain. 

My 29th birthday was much different than my 30th.  Not necessarily better; just very, very different.  It is amazing to me what a difference a year makes.  I guess the way you could compare the difference between the two birthdays is that, 29 was different than anything I have ever experienced, while 30 was back to being “normalish.” 

I apologize for my post, “I am Trying.”  I realize that it was not fair of me to post such a vague entry, knowing full well that so many of my family and friends read.  I was so upset the other night, and I was not thinking clearly.  I had let my emotional brain overtake my rational brain.

Anyways, here’s the scoop, that sent me into a 2 day frenzy.

The following article really spurred me to want to write this post.

http://www.aarp.org/health/conditions-treatments/info-06-2011/what-to-do-when-your-doctor-doesnt-know.html

I was reading it when Brad looked over at me and said, “What are you doing?  I didn’t even notice it but I was nodding my head repeatedly as I read the article.

I have been through some crazy times in my short 29 years, but nothing has ever compared to the extreme amount of stress I felt last year when the doctors could not figure out what was wrong with me.  When I think back, I wonder how I got through it still standing.

Happy Anniversary to us! 

I am proud of us. 

That pretty much sums up how I feel on our anniversary this year…and what a year it has been.