"OMG!" came over my phone in text, "When you get home, look up Mercury poisoning," said Amy. Nearly two years ago with me sitting in front of my favorite lunch, Chile Verde enchiladas i felt a filling loosen and fall. In retrospect, I don't remember taking the Mercury laden filling out of my mouth. Months later, driving home from soaring I remember wondering why I was so exhausted. Fifteen months later and I've sat in front of different specialists, had extensive sinus surgery, have had a demon drop drops of gasoline from a turkey baster on top of my brain, still have my heart pausing, still fighting fatigue, still fighting gastric intestinal discomfort, still wondering if I might even forget what it feels like to be free from pain.
Today, Amy and I talked about the shared information and symptoms of Mercury poisoning. I made contact with an alternative medical specialist.
Hope dies last...
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