I am not proud of my reaction that occurred when I heard a loud “splash” as I was getting out of the bathtub. See, I had had one of those days. I was over scheduled, overwhelmed, and not in a good mood. I remember that it was just a day, in the middle of a super busy, frantic season, that left me feeling irritated, annoyed and frustrated. I decided to treat myself to a nice, warm bath to relax and try to end the day well. I got out of the bathtub and had forgotten that I left my phone Read More
Author: Nicci
My Journey…Part 3
When we arrived in Arizona, I stayed connected with my doctor from DC, but unfortunately I needed more than he could do by phone. I tried doctors in Phoenix, Scottsdale, Mayo Clinic, Hollywood and everywhere in between. Some were naturopaths, some were general practitioners, some were endocrinologists and many were hospital doctors. Some really cared, some needed some training in compassion, some really tried, some were outright CRAZY, some knew a little bit to get me to the next step and some came right out and said “I can’t help you, its too complicated, I am going to give you Read More
My Journey…Part 2
So, like I said in my last post, I was literally falling apart. Let me back track to recap an important part of my journey–something I believe was the “straw that broke the camel’s back”. In late 2005, right after I got out of the abusive relationship, I decided to go on a doctor monitored “diet”. They called it modified starvation or something like that. Um, I wonder why I thought that was a good idea? Maybe because my struggle with my weight had gone on for so long? Maybe because back then I trusted anyone with “Dr.” in front Read More
My Journey… Part 1
I am a wife to a husband created just for me, a family member of a somewhat crazy, totally fun, overly open, completely selfless family who loves me so much, a daughter of two loving parents, a social worker who loves people, a friend of some of the best people in the world, a Christian who loves God and is so thankful for what He has done for me, a photographer, an overcomer of trauma and illness, and an advocate for those who need it! I was born in Cincinnati to two parents who loved me very much. Unfortunately, they Read More