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I hope that they give me PEP! That is my prayer.

I have been researching peptides for a while now.

FIRST there is BPC 157

• BPC = “Body Protection Compound”
• 157 = A sequence of 15 amino acids derived from a protective protein found in gastric juice
• It is not FDA-approved but is commonly researched for healing, gut health, and tissue repair

Supposedly it speeds up recovery from injuries (tendons, muscles, joints); Helps with IBS, ulcers, and leaky gut; May reduce inflammation and oxidative stress; Some research suggests neuroprotective effects, and – Possible benefit for arthritis and connective tissue

Then I added Thymosin Beta (TB500)

this is a synthetic version of Thymosin Beta-4, a naturally occurring peptide involved in tissue repair, wound healing, and anti-inflammatory processes.Aside from reducing inflammation, it also is a potential benefit for arthritis and cartilage repair. it also aids in circulation and tissue regeneration. Some studies suggest neuroprotective effects.

finally I’ll be adding the GHK-CU peptide.

this is a naturally occurring copper-binding peptide known for its skin regeneration, wound healing, anti-aging, and anti-inflammatory properties. I love that it is activating healing and regenerative pathways plus it improves skin, hair, and joint health. For my CBC, it enhances oxygen and nutrient delivery.

I will reconstitute these with BAC water.

And the Copper, My honey made it into a nasal spray.

Looking forward to my new PEP!

A big day of excitement.

First, Tatum is singing today at church in the Chapel! Kasey and Connie will join us. So fun!
I wish my mom could have come

Jamie gave the message, and I loved the part about having the faith of a mustard seed. Just wow! Look at the size of this tree from a tiny seed. I need to hear this today since my faith is so rocked by this illness (whatever it is). I did not know how I would make it to church.

BUT GOD….Yes. By him..from him… for him.

So, Tatum made mom a sweet picture. I LOVE her artwork.

Rio, Ollie and a cute duckie in the middle.

She also made her a video of Happy Birthday.

We had a WEE bit of cherry pie.

And chatted a lot with my dear cousin.

And just enjoyed the family. HI TOT!

My mom is growing old gracefully. I’m so glad we all could be together today.

I gave her a prompt and told her to use 5 of her stem words.

What do you think?

Freddy’s Great Escape

Freddy the frog had been living in the first-grade classroom for weeks. He spent his days hopping around his little tank, watching the kids scribble letters and giggle at silly videos. But Freddy had a dream—to be free, to leap through real grass instead of the shredded paper at the bottom of his enclosure.

One rainy afternoon, as the students listened to a symphony of raindrops against the windows, Freddy saw his chance. His enclosure was sitting too close to the edge of the counter, right beneath the window. And the lid? Loosely placed, not snapped shut. When the teacher turned to excise a torn page from a book, Freddy made his move. He leaped—once, twice—until his tiny green body smacked against the plastic lid. It shifted. One more jump, and—YES! He was out!

But freedom wasn’t so easy. The kids gasped, and one shouted, “Freddy’s escaping!” Chaos erupted. Chairs screeched, little feet stomped, and hands reached to capture him. Freddy dodged left, then right, his omnivorous instincts kicking in—he had to find food, safety, and most importantly, a way out.

Then, salvation: the classroom door stood open, just a crack. Freddy sprinted, his webbed feet slapping against the tile. Just as a student lunged, Freddy made one final, desperate leap—through the door and into the hallway!

Somewhere behind him, the teacher’s voice rang out. “We have a pending frog transfer! Someone catch him before he gets outside!”

But it was too late. Freddy hopped through an open doorway and into the cool, wet grass. Rain splashed against his back, and for the first time in weeks, he felt truly alive.

The first graders never saw Freddy again—but every time it rained, they imagined him out there, singing in the symphony of the storm.

WHAAAAAAT!!!??? How is he six? He kinda acts like he’s still a toddler, with his whining and all. WINCE> But how can you not love this face?

But, we love him still, SO MUCH!

SO I baked him some COOPY MUFFINS. Carrot, sun butter egg.

Lick the spoon! Did he approve? FIND OUT

Ok, Happy BDAY buddy!

He approves and he is in love! Will he ever eat dog food again!? hmmmmmm. LOVE YOU BOY!

A million pounds I feel upon my shoulders daily. However, on the flip side, I love all that I do!
Performing my responsibilities is part of the joy of being a wife, mother, and worker. Something about accomplishment is in my DNA.

But with this compromised health situation, all I feel is guilt for not doing enough or at least doing it well.

I’m haunted by….WHAT are my my root issues… (with my health)

When Tot was born 2012, I had barely been to doctors. Now, yes, I have been dealing with gut issues for a few years past, but not to the point of non-functioning. I used to be able to swim a mile 2x/week, workout daily, walk a ton, and experience life! (including travel). Oh, I’ll include writing often, drawing, and SERVING /ministry.

Now, somedays, I wake up and wonder HOW WILL I EVEN get through my day?

I just wish I had a diagnosis so I could focus on the CURE to getting better. Feel like I’m just throwing darts seeing what moves the needle. The Dupixent has helped my gut. 
I wake up DAILY NOT rested. My legs are so weak and my fatigue is beyond functioning.

My wonders:

1. I have EOE (eosinophils were 845 on my last blood test (vs 15 which is high/normal)). Dupixent is working. I am regurgitating only like 2-3 times a day vs like 30. Nausea is way down but not gone.
2. My Autoimmune markers are positive. Further testing is being done to rule out any type of specific autoimmune. Seeing a Rheumatologist to guide me
3. Also T3 is low. (Multivitamin?: SELENIUM)
4. My RBC is low showing potential anemia.(MULTIVITAMIN and the HBOT?))
5. My heart numbers are quite high…(Cholesterol, ApoB) (Trying Coq10 + Red Yeast Rice)
6. Saffron for sleep? 
7. Peptides?
8. Did the HBOT help? Shall I try infrared?
   

I want to be ALL IN with Tatum’s homeschooling. It’s my dream and passion. I want to have dates with my husband. I want to see my family more (mom, Connie, Kas…) I’d like to have an occasional coffee with a friend. (or walk). I MISS my CHURCH and serving.

Are these selfish thoughts? These wants line up with scripture? They line up with having a full life.
All is this is part of my story. I TRUST he has a plan for me.

In the meantime, I SHOW UP forTatum every day for school. We will get through this. I pray for answers and cures to come SOON. Please Jesus…just tell me what is next for me?

After homeschool yesterday, Tatum wanted to do some “Beautifying.” Now for me, this would have taken a whole day, some wizardry, a ton of Holy Spirit, and some miraculous ingredients.

For my beautiful 12 year old? A few odds and ends from our frig.

What do you get when you mix oats (made into flour via Cuisinart), greek yogurt, and honey?

FACE FOOD!

And 15 minutes later,

“Mommy, feel my face? It’s like baby soft.

Wow, I wish it was that easy! The beauty industry would be BANKRUPT.

This is how we ROLL!

Not sure if this was the best choice since Cooper kept wanting her mask to fall. Hmmmm

So, we move onto something more doable. Stay tuned for our beauty tips.

After $^#&T$ years, I have finally learned how to play Chess.

It took my brilliant daughter to help me.

We set up the pieces, and she gave me the details of how you win.

WikiHow gave us a bit more info, but she really did a great job explaining.

guess who WON!?

She’s such a good teacher that I’ll let you figure it out.