Hello, Sistah! Good morning. How are you?
I think you know I have an auto-immune, er, situation. Just before Christmas I had a monster flare that was just not going away. Normally, I manage my health on the fly, but, if not controlled, this sh*t could kill me, so I was forced to, for once, seriously prioritize my health.
About six weeks ago I decided to circle the wagons. I had to.
I eliminated everything but family, work and my health. (Including Facebook, sorry.) I started sleeping two additional hours each night. I walked for an hour nearly every day. I completely eliminated sugar, wheat, dairy, coffee (so painful) and all commercially baked or fast-food fried foods. I ate nuts and old-fashioned oatmeal. I ate salads with multi-colored veggies, balsamic vinegar and extra-virgin olive oil. I did yoga twice a week. I prayed. (I prayed A LOT.) I took lavender baths with Epsolm salts and baking soda. I took all the meds my doctor prescribed and took them as frequently as she asked me to take them (instead of the mostly, every-other-day, sort of way I’d been taking them before).
I was scared, girl.
And, no surprise, because health really isn’t rocket science, this morning, for the first time in months, the skin on my legs looks almost normal. My breathing has been normal for weeks. I’m not getting dizzy anymore (scared the bejezus out of a couple of girlfriends when I fell to the floor while working with them in January).
I had lunch with a girlfriend this weekend and she commented on how gorgeous my skin looks.
So, thank you God, apparently I’m back.
Remember, Mamma, and I know you put your family first and so do I, but remember, they do need you alive and, ideally, fully functioning.
Take care of yourself. You matter. What you do matters. What you eat matters. How much you move in a day and how you handle stress, it all matters.
Hello, again. Have a glorious day.