It was 5 a.m. and I awoke with a start.
As I sat up and came to, I noticed a stabbing pain in my left ovary, then I noticed a stabbing pain in my right ovary. I stumbled over my partner, out of the bed, and into the bathroom, frantically grabbing some Aleve. I began to do some breathing and tapping—energy medicine-based tools I had learned over the years as a practitioner—to bring balance back to my body.
Unfortunately, I had gotten to the pain party a bit too late and, despite my efforts, the pain worsened and was followed by a wrenching nausea that swept over me so fast it dropped me to the bathroom floor. It was nearly impossible to work my energetic tools as my mind was captivated by the intensity of the pain, while also trying to figure out what the f*ck was going on.
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