Just over a week ago, I took a defrosted piece of roasting meat out of the fridge to cook. (It was in a sealed plastic bag). It slipped off the plate I’d defrosted it on and dropped onto my bare foot. (I’m often barefoot at home). I thought nothing of it. The meat was soft. It only caused a bit of pain.
Quite soon, the nail on my big toe turned grey-blue. I knew then that the meat had caused more of an injury than I had realized, but I still thought nothing of it. I just assumed that the injury would process, that my nail would go black and fall off, and that I would be in pain for a while but all would be well.
I haven’t stayed off my feet since then. I’ve kept working. I’ve been going out, and walking around, albeit with shoes on that were comfortable for my sore toe.
I didn’t give myself any healing energy because I thought all would be okay. Such things are part of the normal processes of life, I told myself. Accidents happen and we deal with them. Nature has it’s own healing processes and all we need is time to allow it to do its job.
All hasn’t been okay, though. My toe has got worse. It is now twice the size of my other big toe. The nail is trying to delaminate but is still held firmly in the quick. I’ve got extreme redness in the flesh of the toe at the base of the nail and it’s developing darker tinges that have me concerned.
I finally decided to give my toe some healing energy last night… I used a piece of black tourmaline to boost the energy and take the poisons/inflammation out. The tourmaline got so hot I was surprised. I got a whiff of flesh that was not nice at all. (Then I really got concerned…)
This morning, I picked up the tourmaline to try again, and the lump of pyrite that has long clung to the outside of the shaft peeled off. I was so surprised. It has been well melded to the tourmaline since I first got it. I thought it was actually embedded in it. The funny thing is that the pyrite piece now looks like a delaminated big toe nail…
Today, my foot began to feel stiff and achy. I realized that something much more is going on with my toe than I thought at first. When I massaged my foot, I found a large swollen area in the underarch. I thought, the lymphatic system is trying hard to move the bad elements out from the toe to recycle them.
I gave the foot more healing, this time without the tourmaline. The extreme heat from my hands meant to me that this injury really does need attention (and so I felt a bit foolish because I have pretty much been ignoring it).
My great grandmother died when my Nanna was only 13 years old. She got septicemia (blood poisoning) because of a scratch she just ignored. (Admittedly, she was a scotswoman living on a pioneer farm in rural Australia, where doctors were a rarity). It’s not something I really want to be doing to myself, though. I had to shake my head.
When others need healing, I am always there for them, trying to make things feel better and to speed up the healing process. When it comes to myself, I am not so assiduous. I’m not sure why. It’s not like I don’t have the knowledge, or the tools to help myself, but I tend to take things on as being ‘par for the course.’ I tend to think of illness and injury as being ‘part of life’. I tend to take on such suffering as a normal process that I have to be philosophical about. (At least, when it comes to myself).
I probably have very bad habits, therefore, when it comes to my own healing. My body is assailed by so many disorders (‘par for the course’ with many healers and empaths, since so much is absorbed from surrounding environs), that when a new one comes along, I just ‘pop it in the basket‘ with the others and ‘keep on keeping on’ living.
I don’t like going to the doctor. Most often, in the past, when I did go, I was told I was already dealing well with the issue, and to keep on doing what I’d been doing. (I used to be very good at treating my health when it was out of balance and I do keep a well stocked medicine/herbal cabinet, not just for me but for all my family). It was rare that I needed further help, (other than an occasional prescription for antibiotics when all else had failed). So in the end I just began to think that I should just accept the things that happen, and deal with them. I told myself that if an emergency came along, then I would go to the doctor.
The trouble with that is that sometimes you’re not sure exactly what is an emergency, and when you start embedding the attitude that illness is ‘par for the course’ in life, you can start forgetting to look after yourself effectively.
In my instance, it gets hard to know if my natural healing energies will bring about the amazing turnarounds that have often happened in the past if I just wait things out, or if I should be getting concerned enough to seek the help of others, now… (Is a whiff of smelly flesh an emergency or will the flesh heal itself given time?) I don’t like bothering doctors when I can heal myself. They’re busy helping those who can’t help themselves…
Okay, so this time I think I will go see the doctor, after all – at least to make sure my toe is not gangrenous or causing a blood or lymphatic infection. Metaphysical healing is not always the answer, and not when I left it this late to do something about the problem. Even metaphysical healing needs time to be efficacious.
Perhaps there is a reason that I have not healed so well this time. I haven’t seen my doctor for ages and she knows I have lots to ‘keep an eye on’. Sigh. The universe is probably just making sure I keep in touch.
Update: It’s the same day, and because it is a public holiday right now, my doctor is not available. I’ll still go to see her tomorrow, just to make sure all is okay, but an interesting thing happened tonight (I wrote the main body of this in the morning). My foot was aching, so I took another look at it. The nail had lifted even more, so I gently pressed on it and tried to ease it out from the quick. I was able to get a toothpick underneath at the top, and pricked it just enough to make it bleed. The blood has poured out. The pain has eased, and my nail is no longer black. (I left the nail alone after it bedded down again and started looking pink). While the toe is still red, all is looking suddenly good! So I put calendula cream (for the bruising and inflammation) on the skin surrounding it, along with some methyl salicylate (for pain).
As usual, the healing sped things up. Time still needed to pass, but I can tell you I’m feeling a lot happier now. I suspect that by the time I get to the doctor, there will be little left to do but wait for Nature to finish the job… (Ah, the human condition gets to us all… I should have known better, since the energy was so blazing hot. Thank you for your help, dear angels! I have no doubt that this time I was assisted. My own energy is not usually that fierce…)