this is Wanto blowing a syringe...my mom's feet on the table behind him. Everyone is barefoot.
Rana pushing in the smoke...All the dots on my leg are where they have put smoke in and it is like that on my whole body, the darker the spot the more toxins come out....first the front...then some other things happen...then the back and then more stuff and then the back and front ... it is so hard to get clean and our nails are stained from the coffee so we look filthy. My mom went to the store today without me to get groceries and she bought 2 dozen eggs for me to drink and I tried to crack one and it was hardboiled...so I stole some from the kitchen.
Feeling tired, Rana says it is because you get tired when you are regenerating healthy cells... sounds good to me... I hope the cancer porthole under my breast heals nicely when it has done its' job.
xxoo
Hello polka dot princess - that is a lot of syringes- plus 11 eggs a day and everything else.... no wonder you are tired. I am tired just thinking about it. What an adventure and I am sure sometimes an ordeal. I want the porthole and everything else to heal nicely and I am sure they will. I am beginning to think you are capable of everything and anything. Keep it all up.
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Thank you for showing us these photos. I have been so curious about this whole process. You have done such a good job in surrendering to the eggy, olive oily, lemony, smokey, one blankety experience.
ReplyDeleteFight on, Rozy. I'm rooting for you and all those new cells you're making.
Love you,
pinney