RVing in the Cold and CRPS

“No matter where you go there you are.” I’ve been saying this from the time my offspring was in grade school. Well, here I am in the Northwest of the good old US of A in mid October. Ok no problem, I survived the coldest and warmest year on record, in the same month, in Kansas in an RV what could go wrong Boondocking here?

Where to start?

… The heater quit, then we found the duct system was incomplete straight from the manufacturer, the single battery the RV comes with isn’t enough to last 3 hours in the cold with only the fridge and heater running which then depletes the life of the battery and weakens it, the new generator we purchased to maintain battery charge and use the AC, TV and such to start this journey has a problem and isn’t running right… Then there is the water collecting under the shower pan that only shows up when we syphon water into the holding tank, the security latch on the bathroom shower door broke, and there are screws falling out everywhere! And everyone says they’re jealous they want to full-time rv but this is the real life story of a full-time rv’er, the life no one is jealous of.

I knew whipping this thing into a full-time lifestyle would be difficult. Keep in mind that I’m a Serial RV’er, a repeat offender. In my life starting back in 1988 this is my 4th time full-time RV living. I’ve got a total of eight plus years of RV living experience, this is my second time boondocking but the first time doing so in the cold and I have to admit I saw this thing was new and a four season and expected more than we got.

I’m not a big fan of slides, yes they make it bigger, homier, but they also make it draftier. Okay, so I don’t have to worry about a poopcycle because of the enclosed belly but beyond that give me back my two season, no slide having tin can please! Oh it’s a Grand Design all right the reflection at this point is do the engineers who design these things actually spend anytime in them? Do they RV? I’m gonna say, NO!

That said it is what it is and no matter where I go there I am and here is where that is… SO! Let’s make the best of it. The adventures, the day hike in the mountains when it snowed on us, the hot springs, the visiting with family and friends we haven’t seen in eons makes the hardship of prepping this ship for occupancy worth it. This is a permanent vacation for an undecided amount of time while we decide what, where and when we want to be someplace. Might search for land to purchase to hop skip and jump around on, we might join the RV campground resort plans and run in that crowd, might decide to …

Oh, who knows what we might decided to do at this moment simply because being able to bring my clean eating, perfume and chemical free lifestyle with me makes this all possible.

In getting to this place in time, I had to go through the sticks and bricks house we lived in and figure out how to bring it with me. I stopped in each and every room, then asked myself how tis one room served me, what did I need from it and how to condense it into less than 240sf. So far I’ve succeeded quite well and now it is all about learning to function within that 240sf easily.

So, how am I, you ask?Honestly, had the town official not stepped up on me and triggered the PTSD living trough a domestic violence relationship caused I’d be doing better… You might question if the lifestyle is too much for me living with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome and I’m gonna argue that heaters quit, toilets back up, things fall apart, need cleaned, fixed or rplaced no matter where you live if I can not only figure out what the doctors cannot and do it on the road in an RV on the fly with inconsistencies you too can make a difference in your health.

Again, I’m no doctor, this is no cure, however I firmly believe based upon my own experience and that of others like us with autoimmune disorders that if we stop the damage caused by our boxed up and ready to eat, our everything’s gotta smell like a bouquette of flowers world we will find improvement we never imagined possible.

Now to actually get that video update done…but I am tired and cold at the moment… It’s been 8 weeks and this next moving day will be our 18th move in 7 states, it’s time to think about settling in someplace for the winter months or head south like the birds do.

Told you I’d been busy and this isn’t even the fun parts.

Hope you enjoy the reveal…

Keep dreaming because dreams do come true if you put your mind to it and a bit of effort.

Update: I know I keep saying that I’ve been busy and I have been. Very busy in fact. Again this would not at all be possible had I not changed my lifestyle and stopped toxifying my system with not only common over-the-counter goods but that that was prescribed to me as well. They’re individuals that I have met along the way whom also found improvement through similar memes as well as individuals who hadn’t heard of it either and gave some a little bit or a good majority of what was suggested to them a shot and they too are doing much better today. One gal I’ve met about a year ago she tells me that she’s now 6 Plus months medication free!

So, I’d imagine if we can find improvement with our pain and a better quality of life maybe you can too.

Busy… Busy… Busy…

I’m simply worn out. We’ve been on the go go go for almost a month now. I went from sick puppy care to deep cleaning this huge house to a week trip to Oklahoma to visit family. Only to return to have to step up and step into the job site and help finish up the texturing of the ceiling for the client because my husband’s unable to. With all this developing right smack dab in the middle of trying to restructure our lives. I couldn’t have done any of this 4 years ago, my CRPS simply wouldn’t allow it. Today, I’m in control instead of the CRPS. The spasms still give me trouble but with the quinine extract those are few and far between now. I’m telling you right now your diet and chemical exposure will make or break you. Every time someone says to me “omg what do you eat that sounds so boring” I use to struggle to answer now I tell them I eat good!

Does it Ever Stop?

Not often am I at a loss of words and yet I cannot find where to start this most recent tragic event and those unfolding around me. None of which I have control over.

As those of you who follow me on social media know we suffered a loss in our family when our son’s puppy, Miss Karma, passed away due to complications surrounding a positive parvovirus test. The vet xrayed her to rule out a blockage as puppies tend to eat stuff and our’s love tissues. What appeared to be a blockage was backed up by a barium test. Surgery was performed and no blockage found though blisters were. Long story short she passed 10 days after receiving her puppy shots the same day Samson got his.

Mom, Dad and Samson along with all of her siblings of which she was exposed to during her contagious period are fine. What we might note here is that the siblings are less vaccinated than Sam & Karma are, were, and are fine upon the writing of this blog post. So, where did the parvo come from? Our home, around our yard, her brother’s yard (again brother is fine), the vet’s office, or the vaccine (rare).

I learned more about this horrible disease than I ever care to know. I now know that regardless of vaccination status your dog can get PARVO and possibly die because of the strains being found that are not part the vaccine. I understand that the older the dog is the better the chance of survival.

So as you can imagine I’ve been sanitizing the house, the vehicles, anyplace she has been since 7 days before her vet visit on May 29th with the last thing I recommend using an abundance of and that is… bleach. I’m going through about a gallon a day at this point. We even bleached the yard.

I am heartbroken this precious sweet little girl didn’t get the chance to meet her furever family. She was such a mindful animal always looking up when being given direction to see if she’d done well and pleased the person she was with. Like many, she loved toes and people who squirmed when she got their toes even more.

Sam, especially, along with Mom, Dad and us humans in the home are finding a new normal. It’s hard but it is what it is and that I cannot change I can only learn to roll with the punches or get knocked out and that’s not an option. For now I am diving into the garden… As we do I’m going to start addressing some direct questions about my lifestyle changes as we watch how what I’ve changed impacts how #CRPS effects me as the world around me delivers negativity to my door.

How am I faring? Thank you for asking… As with the loss of any beloved pet, emotionally I’m on a rollercoaster at the moment, physically pain is slightly increased and I’m not inflamed overly much. Which in all honesty may be the sugar I’ve been consuming in the form of shit sugar. You know refined white in all kinds of convenient items like soda, candy bars and eating fast food.

I don’t immediately notice the effects of #fallingoffthewagon any more, which is nice because I hate rigidity in life. However, it does catch up to me eventually and generally sooner than later.

I’m gonna end here asking for prayers for an acquaintance who is in the hospital facing life and death decisions.

Blessings be upon you and your’s.

I started chiropractics.

I am recuperating from a nasty flair with spasms & bone crushing pain. Though I’ve gotten the inflammatory response under control the spasms, the contortions that are caused and the bone crushing pain, still elude me as to why and how to fix it.

BUT! I am working on that. Twenty two (22) hours this past week watching informative videos on YouTube about the subject of the body and the causes of the disfunction and dis-ease. I’m currently in R&D phase as I’ve recently manuvered through the input/gestate phase of this journey.

In other words, I’m currently experimenting with quinine as a tincture as a bandaid for the spasms, and so far so good,while I dive into the whole vitamin and mineral deficiency issue beginning with magnesium and glutathione, in conjunction with addressing the Candida overgrowth plagueing me, as is with most of us. How? you are wondering. Oregano. Very high doses of oregano oil, three times a day and for a long long while.

Allow me to add here as a reminder, I am NOT a doctor. I don’t pretend to be nor am I gonna play one on TV. However, I am under the care of medical professionals, I am educating myself about my health and related topics then allpying that knowledge to me in an attempt to discover that which is unique to me and my bodies needs. It’s this journey I am sharing in hopes to encourage you to start your own journey to a better quality if life regardless of the autoimmune dis-ease your afflicted by.

See you down the road… I need sleep.

Really I can count…

It’s been a long couple of months, I’ve put much thought into the video subject and this obviously wasn’t meant to be #2 but it is because I forgot I failed to record the grief video… Oh well, next time right?

Anyhow, the puppies arrived four days before I had anticipated. This put me behind in my approach, then the 2hours of sleep at a time if I were lucky for the next 8 weeks followed by a pain flare Monday following the puppies moving on to their forever homes has made getting back on track tough to say the least.

I am taking some much required rest at the moment and should be back in the saddle here soon.

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