Wednesday, August 3, 2022

Human Vibration and its Healing Power

Human vibration is defined as the effect of mechanical vibration of the environment on the human body. I know. What does that mean? Well, let me try to explain...

During our normal daily life, we are exposed to various sources of vibration, for example, the copy machine at work, the car you drove, the chime of the grandfather clock in the other room, or the leaf-blower being used outside by the gardener. Every single thing in the universe, has a vibration. Even if objects appear stationary, they are still vibrating. 
he natural frequency of a human-standing body is about 7.5 Hz, and the frequency of a human-sitting is generally 4–6 Hz. 

Joseph Puleo studied the Solfeggio Frequencies (they were the basic notes of Gregorian chants that were used by early Roman Christians to raise vibrations and energy) and he said that music penetrates the conscious and subconscious mind. 

  • 174 Hz relieves pain and stress

  • 285 Hz heals tissues and organs

  • 396 Hz liberates you from fear and guilt

  • 417 Hz facilitates change

  • 528 Hz for transformation and DNA repair

  • 639 Hz reconnects you with your relationships

  • 741 Hz helps provide solutions and self-expression

  • 852 Hz brings you back to a spiritual order

  • 963 HZ creates room for oneness and unity

Over the last week, I have had several people suggest home healing remedies. Anything from drinking straight Apple Cider Vinegar or Beer, to eating cactus with honey, to hibiscus tea, to edibles, to sound vibrations, many other things. Because I'm such a picky eater, I figured I'd start with an easy one, sound vibration. I was sent a YouTube link to "Healing Frequency for Kidney Stones". The frequency was a high pitched squealing sound, that seemed to really irritate my cats more than anything. I listened for the full 15 minutes, and turned it off. (After doing a little bit of research and math, this sound was at about 715 Hz.)

The following day, I started Googling "sound vibrations" and "human vibrations". Much to my surprise, I found a lot of information. I read through pages and pages of studies people had done that proved this to work, but then I read page after page of people saying it's pseudoscience and not real even though it's been practiced since the 6th century BC.🤷

Anyway, after listening to a couple different sounds, I found one with which I really connected. It was three hours long (and didn't piss off my cats) so I knew it would keep playing if I happened to fall asleep. After having one of the worst nights of pain, I was ready to give this a try. The frequency list above says that 285 Hz heals tissues and organs. I'm looking to help my kidneys heal and pass all these stone pieces. 319.88 was the one which I listened.

Less than thirty minutes later, I could feel the pain less than when I had started. I was apprehensive to believe it, so I shifted in my seat to see how my bladder would react. Still felt full (even though I knew it wasn't). Another thirty minutes went by and I couldn't believe it. I had no pain. None. I was afraid to move because I was loving this pain-free feeling after the week I've had, but knew I needed to test it. I stood up. Nothing. I walked to the bathroom. Nothing. Was this really happening? I still have two stents in, so I know that is causing some of the pain and discomfort, but was the actual PAIN gone?

I peed.

For the first time in a week, it didn't burn or sting or pinch or anything else. It just was.

I'm taking this as a win. I don't know if the pain and/or pressure will come back, but it's gone for right now. Was it the sound vibration that helped with the pain? Maybe. Was it just the fact that it's been 6 days and the healing process is in full force? Maybe. Either way, I know when the pain stopped.

Tuesday, August 2, 2022

It's time for the kidney stones to move out

In January of this year, I went to my OB/GYN for a routine checkup, and was told that I needed to see a Urologist due to some pain I experienced while she was pushing on my bladder. About two weeks later, I sat in the Urologist office talking about how often I relieve myself. He was shocked about the high number per hour, so he ordered a CT scan to be done, with and without dye. 

Enter kidney stone pain. This is the moment that woke me up in the middle of the night. I was crying on the floor in pain, totally unaware at that time what was happening. And just as soon as the pain came, it went. Then two days later, it was back with a vengeance. This time, I went to Urgent Care because I was convinced I had a bladder or kidney infection. They ran tests and determined I didn't have any infection, but sent me home with an antibiotic anyway, since there was a sign of blood in the urine. (Side note: they did absolutely nothing to relieve the pain, and told me I didn't need pain meds.) Did they think I was some junkie just there to get pills? I still don't understand what happened in that Urgent Care. 

Two days later I ended up in the Emergency Room because the pain was so bad, I was vomiting. The first thing they did was TAKE. THE. PAIN. AWAY. 

Three CT scans and two ultrasounds later, it was discovered I have eleven kidney stones on the left, and four on the right. After a couple discussions with the Urologist, and one failed procedure in the office, it was decided that it's best to have the stones removed. 

Fast forward to today. It's day six of recovery from surgery, and it sucks. Here's exactly what I had done...

💥Left ureteroscopy with laser lithotripsy

💥Cystoscopic placement of a bilateral ureteral stents (6-French x 24cm)

💥Bilateral retrograde pyelograms

💥Bladder biopsy

He collected one of the larger stones so it could be evaluated. I'm very interested to hear what I've drank or eaten all these years to create so many stones. If I had to guess, I'd say tea and salt. 

All the information I was given, said I should be back to every day activities within 1-2 days. I cannot, for one second, imagine this. The pain I'm having in my bladder, flanks, and urine stream six days later, is almost crippling to me. The urgency and frequency at which I need to urinate, makes it so difficult to drive any distance from home without searching for a bathroom. My drive to work is an hour. That's too long for me to hold my urine back. And even if I go two hours without drinking anything, I'm still sitting on the toilet, only this time, a couple of drops come out - with blood - because there's no water to help push stuff through. And that hurts waaaay more. 

I have a follow up appointment to have the stents removed in a few weeks. Still tbd on how this is going to happen. The doctor seems to think he's gonna be able to pull out the stents IN HIS OFFICE using just a local numbing agent - a Cystoscopy. This procedure failed last time in his office, so I've requested to be put under general anesthesia again. 

I guess we'll see what happens. Until then, take care of your kidneys. You only have two, and they're pretty amazing organs. 

Friday, January 21, 2022

I Need A Change

I’m struggling. I'm really struggling.

I don’t want to appear weak. I can’t appear weak. I live with a man that thrives on being strong and facing things head on. That isn’t me. I’m the kind that hunkers down on the couch, under a blanket, with the tv blaring so I can’t hear my own thoughts.

I’ve come to a point in my life where I feel like I need a change. I need a change of scenery, a change of location, a change of mind and space, and a change of self. I’m tired of living life in a rush. I want to slow down and enjoy the town in which I live.

Right now, I don’t enjoy much about living here anymore. I’ve lived in this town for 33 years, and I’ve watched it change from a small town to an overrun corporate city. Big corporations and businesses on almost every corner have pushed out the Mom & Pop small businesses we used to know so well. I miss small businesses. I miss small towns.

One Sunday, a few months ago, at five o’clock in the MORNING, a car had it’s radio blaring mediocre 90’s music, and it woke me up. At first, I tossed and turned, and huffed and puffed, and threw blankets around to show my irritation, but that quickly turned to anger when it continued after thirty minutes. I finally got so annoyed that I got dressed and went downstairs to confront them. I told them it was f’ing rude to be blaring music at FIVE A.M. waking people up. I wasn’t nice. And I’m not sorry.

A few days later, I finally made a statement to my next door neighbors about their dog. It is a small, yappy dog that has no training. It just barks ALLLLLLLLL DAAAAAAAAAAY LOOOOOOOOOOOONG. All day. Every day. And they don’t care.
I wrote a note and stuck it on their door telling them to shut up their dog, but that didn’t seem to help much. It hasn’t stopped.

Have I become that neighbor? The one that complains about everything?
Maybe it’s just a clear indication that I really do need a change.  

Monday, December 20, 2021

BIG End of the Year SALE on candles

I’m having a BIG sale on some remaining candles, to make room for some
new scents I have coming in 2022.

There are several scents. Definitely something for everyone. Go check it out!

Also, if you enter code HJC15 at checkout, you will get an additional 15% OFF!

I have FIVE different sizes to choose from. Not all scents are available in all sizes,
but if you send me an email, I can make customized orders happen. 

Monday, November 1, 2021

A Closed Office, A Teenager Moves Away, A Wedding, And An Elimination

HELLO... 👋

Today is the first day of November 2021. It's been a few months since I've written down any of my thoughts and feelings, so lets dive into this with a little update.

💥 My candle business is up and running. Still trying to iron out some kinks, and we've made some sales. 

💥 At the end of May, our office officially closed. They decided it was too expensive to have a bunch of offices in all the locations, so they shut ours and we are all working from home now. 

💥 At the beginning of June, I decided it was time to shed some of that quarantine weight I put on, so I started running. I would run 2-4 miles every day. I fell right into a routine, and before I knew it, I was down 15 pounds. Amazing!

💥 In the middle of June, RJ moved back to Texas with his dad. The reason he came here, was because his dad had allowed him to drop out of high school. Since that went against everything I stand for, I stepped in. I made arrangements for him to come live with me, while I helped him get high school finished and started at a job. We were successful in all those things. He returned, just two short years later, to a much happier situation, with a high school diploma and job experience. So proud of all he accomplished here. 

💥 At the end of July, we celebrated ME with a Bridal Shower. It was so much fun! And being spoiled for the day, was pretty nice. I drank a lot of margaritas. 

💥 By mid August, I was knee deep in wedding dress fittings. The dress that I had bought BEFORE covid, didn't fit. I knew at the time it was going to need to go through some serious transformation in order to fit. Let me tell you, the seamstress was AMAZING! My weight fluctuated so much because of not eating right, running, and stress. She made it happen, just in the nick of time. Whew!

💥 In September, we got married! Finally! After having to change the date AND the venue, we were finally able to make it happen. It took a village to make it all come together, but it was a night I will never forget, and an absolute dream come true.

💥 In October, I watched Squid Game. That was a mistake. It was so horrifyingly accurate. Ugh. 
Way back before any of this was on television, I remember a younger Mel Gibson opening our eyes to Adrenochrome. Hollywood's elite blew it off, acting like Mel was crazy and making up stories, but was he really? Or was he trying to shed some light on something which we didn't know at the time? I tell people to do their own research. And by that, I don't mean get your information from TMZ or even the mainstream news. Do real research. Find the real answers. They're out there, I promise. And maybe old Mel isn't so crazy after all. 

💥 We are coming to the end of another photo season, so there will be more time for blogging. Although most of my free time is now spent dealing with candles. 

💥 Kyle Busch was eliminated from the NASCAR Playoffs yesterday, after failing to make the Final Four. So heartbreaking. Two years in a row. I blame Covid. 😡

Until next time, Y'all!