All of my practitioners were pretty amazed as well. The cysts continued to stay almost the same for several months and then one day I checked and they were completely gone!!! I had the same friend feel for the cysts again and she couldn’t believe it. Soon the cysts began to dissolve and shrink. Everything that I read about dissolving cysts held true for me. So, I created the protocol below and followed it pretty religiously for a couple of months, and continued with much of it for a total of 6 months. I was deeply relieved and also determined. I was advised to leave them alone, or if I continued to feel discomfort, I could pursue aspiration. They were both simple fluid filled cysts. Six weeks later, I went in for an ultrasound. No wonder my body had developed these two cysts! My liver was stagnant and energy was not moving through my body. I was stuck structurally (I had tightness all throughout my chest and left arm as well). I was tired, run down, traumatized, lost and afraid. The more research I did, the more I understood what my body was telling me.
#7 days to die clay lump full
There’s this part of me that emerges when I’m told that “there’s nothing that can be done and these things just happen.” My inner healer goes a little crazy and the late night research, connecting with other practitioners, tuning into myself, looking at my food choices, visualisations, and mantras began in full force. I started my “I’m going to heal this damn thing” process. That was a long six weeks, but after the first day or two of paralyzing terror, the real me began to emerge. I was told to keep an eye on it through my menstrual cycle, see if it changed, and contact her in six weeks. That made me feel better for like a minute. This one did! When I first went in, the nurse practitioner told me that she “would feel comfortable telling her sister that it was fine and not to worry.” She believed they were simple cysts. If you know me, you know that there aren't many things that take me into a doctor's office.
I was scared that the stress has been so much that I now had cancer. I found the lumps at the end of a really tough time and felt so incredibly overwhelmed by the idea of another big thing, more possible pain and potential loss. Did I mention it was huge and I was scared? My fear was intertwined with my already present physical and emotional fatigue. The large one moved around really easily, it was smooth and round, and was kind of soft.
I had these two lumps, but my logical, rational self also knew that they didn’t have any of the “signs” of cancer.
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