Pluto crossed my Capricorn ascendant a year ago. My life has changed dramatically.
With Pluto transiting my 12th house I was diagnosed with Lupus. I am not even sure I have Lupus, today. Yeah, the FOG.
I was also completely undone with bone stuff. Spine, both lumbar and cervical. I also had a hip replacement and a second hip replacement on the same side. I’m pretty sure the second surgery was unnecessary.
On the upside, they fixed my back. That’s it, right there… or at least that was it.
Today, I am virtually pain-free. There is pain it’s just comparably speaking it’s insignificant.
I am off pain drugs outside of Celebrex. I have recovered from the side effects of nerve pain drugs which are damned near debilitating. The choice is to be disabled by pain or disabled by the effects of the drugs. This went on so long, I can’t say I ever expected things to clear up but they have.
I will see my doctor tomorrow; my first appointment in six months. This is radically different from two years ago when I was in there monthly or even more often than that, never mind all the specialists! But what’s spurring me to write this is the fact, I intend to tell my doctor, I would like to come in once a year from now on. I wonder what he’ll think of such a thing!
Point here is that Pluto kills. I don’t deny it. But Pluto also heals.
I had to push like a son of a bitch to get to this point. I had to walk around with one leg dramtically shorter than the other for at least two years but today? Today, I took my two-year old little black dog out to run around. I ran with him as my neighbor stared.
It’s not every day you see someone you know to be freakishly crippled begin to sprint. Little does he know, I used to run everywhere before all this befell me. Slipped on a banana peel and feel into a well for dozen years – what can I say but I’m back!