First Few Days

Surviving the flight to Costa Rica was always a huge concern. I only became aware of my blood clots and the issues with travel they were causing during my very difficult drive to Tennessee. As I’m quite protected from EMF exposure at home, venturing out in the big wide world brought far more realizations into play. The amount of metal in my head and my blood causes loss of sensation in my hands and feet, coagulates my blood, and makes breathing difficult when exposed to electro magnetic fields. Just driving to Tennessee caused a massive difficulty with breathing for most of the drive. Concerning and terrifying at times.

Knowing my life and the trip could end with the flight has weighed on me for months. I’ve been actively working on bringing the clots and fibrin in my blood to a lower level, getting blood work done at intervals. I bought protective clothing and prayed God would get me where I needed to be. My parents drove Jeff and I to Toronto Pearson on Saturday for 3:00, and grateful for the chauffeuring and love, we made our way into the concourse. Sister in law and Brother in law, Jen and Moses, met us at aisle 5 to pray with us and spend time before we went through security. I’d been having chest pains for the last few days and this continued at the airport. I continued to pray. Always thinking, normal people would change plans, but for me this felt like my only chance, so regardless of symptoms, I had to press on. Disregarding fear in the face of fear is an interesting and challenging proposition. You just visualize Jesus with you… in the airport, on the plane… and you move forward with trust in Him as my own body was not giving me trust signals.

We used an incredible amount of air miles to make the flight as safe as possible, and had booked business class. As I haven’t travelled in years, we had enough air miles to play with. We didn’t know how much of a difference it would make, but the seats are definitely roomier and the atmosphere quieter. Take off and climbing was difficult on my body, but once we reached altitude things eased off. I worked to keep myself distracted, while Jeff thoroughly enjoyed his window seat. The flight went better than expected, although by the end I was in a fair bit of pain and could feel the pain getting into my legs which wasn’t the greatest sign, but not surprising. Gratefully, the flight landed a full 52 minutes early. If another hour of flight was in order, I would have been in a much messier situation.

We landed, waited for luggage, and then found our driver to bring us to our Casa 41. It was late. There was a big language barrier, and we don’t have roaming on our phones so could not use google translate. We got stuck outside a guardhouse gate for awhile as the guard argued with our driver that we were not expected. So, a “great” start to our destination. Finally it was understood our driver had the house number incorrect and we were allowed to pass through. We have discovered we arrived in rainy season, so the smell of mold is strong in the air. We could not improve on air quality or our lodgings so did the best we could, prayed for my reactivity and fell in bed by 2am.

Food has been another big concern. Having Mast Cell Activation where your body reacts to everything you put into it, brings the quality and quantity of food you can intake down to a bare minimum. Sometimes, even with “safe” foods I can react. A very low histamine diet is required. The place we are staying at is trying really hard, but my situation, even without a language barrier, is very difficult to comprehend and understand. They helpfully provided a bowl of lettuce, arugula, some apple slices and potatoes in the morning. I ended up having a very strong reaction with a great deal of difficulty breathing. I worked through it and spent most of the rest of the day in bed. It’s good that Sunday was meant to be a buffer rest day.

My body is aching and I am losing sensation in my hands and feet. The levels of electro magnetic fields are higher than expected. As Costa Rica does not yet use 5G we were hoping coming here over California would be much easier on my body. So far it has not been. I am also not allowed to take my medication for blood clots before surgery so am hoping I will still be in decent shape come tomorrow when surgery is planned. Last night was anxious and I could not settle. We are staying in a house where the bedrooms are closed off , but the rest of the house is open, so we hear weird animal chirping right outside our door through the night. I am feeling week, reactive, and very tired. Please pray for the next few days as they will hopefully be dramatically successful, and change the course of my life.

I am off to the clinic shortly. Please pray as well for attentiveness of the doctors as they too will be navigating a patient with an unusual list of concerns. If there is arrogance and any lack of safety protocols they could decide to move ahead with drugs that would be reactive to me. To date, they have not been incredibly pro-active on arranging a “safe for me” surgery protocol. Given my current reactivity, there is a possibility I will react to all medications, as well as the surgery itself being a massive strain on my body. The metal removal may and should alleviate some of the burden instantly, but the medications will place a burden back on my body and the infections in my cavitations may be incredibly difficult for my body to process. At the clinic today I am hoping and praying for the opportunity that I am tested on medications prior to surgery to allow for the greatest chance of success.

Please pray for Miracles. My life is in His hands.

Thank you for being my prayer warriors. My army.

I truly need you all right now.

Maria