It’s been an exceptionally busy time for me recently. A whirlwind trip to Salt Lake City, Utah to learn
more about essential oils, lots of planning and preparation for upcoming events and promotions at the Wellness Studio, and getting things set in motion for my biennial trip to hospital for the five day ketamine infusion that allows me to walk around like a normal person. On top of all the usual day-to-day running of the home, family, Studio and essential oils business stuff (plus figuring out how to get this blog up and running), I’ve barely had a minute to stop and just be still.
Which is when things tip into the danger zone for me. Living with autoimmune disease is something I’ve become accustomed to and I’ve learned to manage it fairly well mostly. When I’m careful to nourish myself well, take my supplements, get enough sleep and keep the stress levels under control, things go pretty sweetly. However, there are times that I forget that I don’t actually wear my undies on the outside and I’m not superhuman….(Ssshh…don’t let that get around, I may still have some people fooled). At those times, when everything seems to hit all at once and everything has “URGENT” stamped on it, I kind of forget that it’s actually more important to put my own oxygen mask on before I help anyone else put theirs on! After all, how much good can I be to those who depend on me if I am trying to get around on an empty tank ?
So, on the second last day of my awesomely exciting whirlwind trip, I became ill, really ill. I’m talking fevers, couldn’t breathe, lost my voice, coughing, all the fun stuff….and having to fly home the day after coming down with it didn’t make it any more fun. I battled on, believing that it would pass, after all, I’ve got my oils and my supplements and my good food choices and I haven’t got time to be sick anyway. Hey! I run a Wellness Studio goddamn it! I can’t be UN-well! Hmmm… nice sentiment, but sometimes your body just has other ideas.
What I’ve learned though, is that the warning signs were there weeks before I succumbed to this dreaded lurgy. When I look back, I am aware that I had stopped doing some of the things I had previously been doing to maintain my wellness. I was allowing my busy-ness to get in the way of the most important thing; the thing without which I have no business, no joy, no life really, and that’s my health. I had allowed my stress levels to rise to a point that was unacceptable (a massive no-no when you live with an auto-immune disease). I had started taking shortcuts with food, instead of making sure that I had the right kinds of foods available at all times that would give me quality nourishment, something that I’m normally pedantic about. I was’t sleeping well at all. I was burning the candle at both ends, so to speak and the worst thing was, I knew I was doing it!
Becoming complacent about our health is possibly the worst thing we can do, because no amount of anything else can replace it. I don’t like feeling like this! There are things I want to be doing, places I want to go, people I want to catch up with… I missed my first Bloom meeting this month since I became a member almost two years ago and I’m devastated, because I love those meetings and I miss the lovely Bloom girls, but I realised that I have to relent and go to the doctor.
Anyone who knows me will know that I’m not a big fan of going to the doctor. Don’t get me wrong, I believe modern medicine is a wonderful thing and I have a lot to be grateful for concerning it, but I do also believe that we are all too quick to reach for a pill instead of taking responsibility for our own wellness and making the lifestyle changes that result in better health.
And there it is…right there! I dropped the ball. I got slack. I forgot to listen to my body and the many warning signs it shows me so that I can make the necessary changes in time to create a different outcome. Life is just a great big giant learning curve isn’t it?? We get lots of messages from our body and it is our responsibility to begin to tune in to them or suffer the consequences. So off to the doctor I will go, because admittedly, I need a little bit of extra help this time. I will reset my priorities, begin to listen to my body and try hard to remember that I don’t have to do everything, all at once, to the detriment of my own well-being! After all the most important person in my life, is me!
What kind of messages does your body send you when you are pushing beyond your limits? And do you listen to them?