Screaming Thighs

FINALLY.... I got a picture of the enormous statue my mom and I call

Screaming Thighs... It is in a big roundabout in the middle of the street...It is terrifying. I wish you could see it in person, he is screaming and his thighs are very muscl=y I think it is something from the Olympics..because of the flame.

We are hatching a plan to go to the other Balur clinic in Malang... the other side of Java.

We are getting tired of the traffic and the noise and the rush of Jakarta... Malang is quieter, in the mountains, cooler and the clinic is supposed to be really nice. We have had a couple nurses from there work on us and we liked them so we are going next week... we will have been here 4 weeks... 20 treatments. We asked Gretha if she thought it was a good idea and she said yes... then she told me she would hit me before I go... this sounds like a threat! But I am sure it's for my own good.

I am working on projecting what I want during my treatment... so today I thought of each syringe of smoke entering my body as teeny bursts of pink lights..penetrating ... every time.

It felt really good...I had my ipod playing a beautiful song my therapist gave me that is good for the soul... Adi liked it too...even though he asked if I have any Toni Braxton.

I am thinking of tiny particles and healthy cells, and commanding the murcury out. And also trying to transform negative thoughts and beliefs into positives. I think all the good thoughts from my family and friends is helping too... so far so good...

xxxooo!!!!! thanks for the support!