Recently, I've been trying to take steps toward being healthier. I've realized that I'm getting older and I'm not as spry as I once was (not to mention, my family's medical history is a genetic nightmare).
I push myself daily to stay away from things I Know aren't good for me. But old habits die hard. Especially considering my addiction to Oreos and coffee *I like to think I've single handedly kept the Starbucks in both MetroTech And Hanover Square open for business!!*
This past week, I've had a trip to the ER, two to my primary physician plus Eleventy-twelve blood tests, image scans and neurological exams.
Needless to say, I've had the health scare of my life! From food/medicinal/environmental allergies to nutrient deficiencies and genetic "no duh's". At first, I was scared & highly pissed off. I don't want to have any surgeries or walk around with a pharmacy in my purse. I don't want to give up the foods I adore or take nutrient supplements. Nor do I have any desire to read labels, Google organic foods, re-learn how to grocery shop or carry an Epi-pen wherever I go.
I've never been a religious zealot. But I DO know God and that He arranges things in a seemingly random chain of events to help me learn or achieve. As a Champion of "Organized Chaos", I recognize that this is how God works in MY life.
After a restless night of worrying, obsessing and over-analyzing ('cause that's how I function), I came to the epiphany that all these things are a culmination of what I started to do a few weeks back. All of these" health concerns" are just a catalyst and motivation for me to continue to seek out and establish a healthier lifestyle.
No more excuses for why I "can't" work out or eat better. No more giving myself "a free pass" because I'm tired or not feeling well. For every time I've watched/heard a family member neglect their own health because of a lack of self-discipline, I will remind myself of those who have gone too soon from something that could've been avoided.
