Actually it was food poisoning +Sodium Shock, but you can read about how it has been below. Skip further down for my Unorthodox Healing.


Tuesday Night/Wednesday Morning when I got in, I was really feeling like crap. I was so slow at work and energy drained that I seemed like I should be on an oxygen tank. This is unorthodox for myself because I never have this kind of thing happen to me, unless I was exposed to a massive amount of new germs at once (Being that I work now as a Janitor and seen how many bastards don't know how to wash their hands or know not to flush an entire pack of seat protectors/throw used ones on the floor instead of flushing, I'm pretty sure I can put my blame on each and everyone of them).

This all seems to have started Wednesday before Thanksgiving. For some odd reason, I end up getting the rare case of Laryngitis, just enough to gradually lose my voice just enough to still be audible if close enough. I'm trying to rest and recover, but my mother is constantly asking me the most stupidly obvious questions despite that I pretty much made it clear that I was trying not to talk at all so I could heal faster. It faded a bit later than expected due to how many people were constantly forcing me to speak.

The problem with that is that the Phlegm apparently did not want to go yet. I usually know when I'm fully over my momentary Laryngitis issue when I'm able to speak in my rightful pitch on certain words and when I can actually sing. The Phlegm seems to have yet again (This happened the last time) layered itself against my Mucous Membrane like seriously thick Peanut Butter. As a result, I've been having coughing choke fits throughout this most current week that it's literally drained my body of its Hydration so much that I kept releasing water instead of containing it.

Ah, but it turns out that part of my Hydration issue was the stubborn build-up of Mucus. My mother brought home Last Weeks Sunday (Dec 8) leftovers from a luncheon at her job and there was a good helping of Collard Greens in it that I knew would work well for the food I was eating...Until I found out the HARD WAY that the stuff probably had much more than the sane amount of Salt in it that should a person should eat in a day. Tuesday is when I had got seriously hit with it. I'm under the impression that I had a Sodium Shock to my system. The Sodium Shock was constantly draining water from my body to the point of seeming like I was having an Asthma Attack. As stubborn as I was to complete my job, I endured it to the last hour and I do give my thanks to my partner of that day, Monica, for doing the smaller things while I kept to doing the G. awful stuff...Which only made me cough much more. I tried drinking water constantly, but it seemed to bleed through me much faster than I could store it (For my body that's actually good. It means that I'm flushing out the contamination fast). The problem was that it was starting to happen too frequently, and when on break in what they call "The Office" the nearest bathroom has pretty much 3-6 minutes away because the retarded Architect didn't design the Janitor space to be a Reputable zone for the people that are forced to clean up the crap (LITERALLY) that every idiot retard that walks on the grounds make on-purpose for an insulting pay rate, they made it a large piss-poorly thought out storage room with nothing suitable for a real Janitor to want to ever give recognition to. Long Story Short: Getting rid of this form of Food Poisoning was a real pain, but was mostly gone by the next day.

I had 2 days off back-to-back was hoping that I could sleep off the rest of the effects and heal. F*** NO! Just as I'm getting ready to go to sleep, my mother comes out into the living room, comes to me and says "See about putting this together when you can." referring to a freaken copy of the same Flat Screen TV stand that I put together for her 2 years ago that's in her room. She knew that my health was far from normal and had the audacity to coin me about that as I'm trying to go to bed. I made the decision before I went to sleep that I wasn't going to do a darn thing with that stand.

(Dec 10) I didn't sleep well at all into the morning and wake to finding out that no one was leaving for work today, which just meant Constant Audible Chaos for the entire day. Since none of them could respect that I was trying to sleep and get rested, I constantly retreated to the Bathroom since it was the only place I could be away from everything and be at peace.

(Dec 11)Slightly different, but same annoyance flowed into the next day which made sleeping restfully impossible, add to that she wanted me to hook up the DVD/VHS to the Receiver so everything comes out in Surround Sound instead.

(Dec 15) Another Day-Off. My sister put that thing together today (I said I wasn't going to do it). Then I get slapped with a bunch of crap:

1. Pick up a mouse that was on the glue trap, roll it up throw it in a bag to be taken out
2. set the Tree on the Stand
3. Attach the TV to the stand
4. Explain that if she read the statistics on the box BEFORE she bought it and would have bought the TV AFTER knowing how much the attachment rails would be seen based on the TV size she could have yet again save herself from the same utter stupidity that she did with the last thing she bought and had me put together
5. Just after setting things up a few days ago, I had to hook everything up to the HDTV, then I had to figure out how I could get cable to properly run through it while dealing with her constantly getting in the way instead of just letting me do it myself.

I've been trying to play my newly bought games and regain my health and all I've been constantly doing is everything else but. I go to work again in 17 hours and I'm hoping that I can have some peace during this time so I can work without feeling like I need to rest after doing minute cleaning tasks.



Now my Healing thing happened Friday Night/Saturday Morning when I got home from work. I was drained, but not like Tuesday, and my body started to become sore and stiff as I got to the door. I was just going to slip out of my work clothes (I wear my lounging attire beneath my work clothes. Less effort.) and go to bed. My legs went numb from being in the kneeling position for barely a moment, and just stayed (despite what others say about not feeling anything, I felt everything as if someone pressed needles into every hair follicle from the calves down). My left shoulder's soreness kept slightly increasing with every action I made with it, yet didn't give me any relief when I let it go idle. My coughing came back fiercely as I tried to suppress the sound, and I was not even out of my shoes & slacks yet. I forced myself to get everything put up enough to not be in the way before I laid back and covered myself in my Snuggie, attempting to get into a Zen state so I could keep the sensations away for a while. Apparently, I somehow succeeded at doing something.

I REALLY hate to be one of the people to actually say "It's hard to explain" since I believe that to be the most absolute form of BS that any person can ever spit from their lips, but my case is far more different and far more tact. Everything was Dark, but I was able to see myself. Gradually, an image of the human body began floating around coming towards me. I think the color of it was a Solid Mahogany or my actual skin color. This is the part that I am having a hard time explaining, because it's like my memory of the act was fragmented......until just at this moment as I am typing

(Dec 16, 2:34am). I remember during that event that I specifically said "The world is the all, and I am the one!", which people that have seen Fullmetal Alchemist would understand. I believe there were more all around that had suddenly broke into pieces, yet seemed to do so as if willed to do so and settled just as calmly. They were like 3-D puzzles. The unorthodox part came when I actually mentally reconstructed one of them. The phrase soon came as I had realized that all the pieces were different colors and I pieced them all back together as if nothing happened. I then had this strange feeling of attachment then noticed that each character moved in perfect accordance to my own movement, and that's almost about when I was able to reconstruct the first one. before that, I had suddenly reworked my mind on how I perceived the physical plane to work and for some strange reason it made sense, regardless of the fact that I can't figure out how I came to the conclusion so fast with just some movements and what I was able to see and touch. It's as if I had tapped into my less active neural receptors and made them come to life. If that's anyway similar to how a Psychic or Spock have dealt with their abilities, I think I want some more of that!

After everything pretty much went away I opened my eyes and saw only a few minutes had actually went by despite how long that event seemed to have went on from my perspective. I also noticed that I didn't feel a thing at all. Despite that, I didn't move. I was still mentally mulling over what I had just experienced and that I was questioning my understanding of my body's physics in regard of movement. Strangely enough, I couldn't move at all. I pretty much acted like it was natural and not important as my mind kept thinking on how what I was exposed to should make sense with actual movement since I just used my mind to do what I know I can't do on the normal plane. I did come to my senses trying to figure out what the heck I was thinking of that made me think so deeply that I somehow managed to forget in most of its entirety, when I was trying to stand up. I never really had that kind of feeling before. I think I would have to describe it as it felt like just given new from the calves down. I immediately grabbed the armrest when that instant sensation hit me because I thought I was going to fall or giving way. Only lasted a moment as I walked to the Kitchen and then was gone.

I'm under the impression that this experience meant "We are all linked to the world, just as the world is linked to us all. However, that link is not necessarily seen through the Naked Eye."