A few days from now and we’ll be ringing in the new year. Whether it’s the end of the world or not, I know it’s bound to give a lot of hope and exciting adventures for everyone.
However, before I can finally welcome 2012 with open arms, I need to fix myself first health-wise.
You know how it is during Christmas. There’s plenty of food and a lot of cold beverages. Then we factor in the ever-changing weather. Result? I’m currently battling mild colds and a throat problem.
The good news is I work at home, so I can just relax and sleep whenever I want. I don’t have to be fully dependent on medications (and I usually skip the pills as long as I can bear the symptoms or pain). I just also stick to my usual “get back to the pink of health plan:
Drink loads of water. I normally drink A LOT whenever I experience tension headaches. It also prevents my throat from becoming too dry.
Juice, juice, juice. My favorite combo is carrot-apple juice. But I don’t have carrots right now, so it’s pear-apple with a half slice of lemon.
Sleep. I’ve been sleeping well for the last few days. I believe it somehow delays the effects of colds.
Take supplements. I increased my vitamin C dosage to give my body better immunity.
Change your mind-set. Those close to me know I’m such a worry wart and an unofficial hypochondriac, but when I’m really ill, I try my best to change the way I look at things. It’s time to take control and be ever positive to reduce stress.
Hopefully, by the thirtieth, I’ll be A-okay.
I spent my weekend at my mom’s house, and you know how mothers are. THEY FEED YOU ALL THE TIME. I’m not complaining. I love my mom and being taken care of by her. But it also means I’ve fallen off the wagon again in my decision to stay healthy, especially this Christmas season.
I’m not trying to mend my mistakes or create more tummy space for more food later but rather start all over again. So for the next 3 days before Christmas, I’ll be on a fast: more liquids (except coffee and tea), zero to very less solid food. All natural, with only a 600ml water canister, blender, and juicer as my arsenals.
So let’s bring it on!
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I don’t like to be woken up in the morning for errands. I think you can understand that. But a distress call is a distress call. You can’t say no to it, especially it’s from the husband who’s already somewhat frantic.
Now I can’t go back to sleep. To amuse myself and bring back sunshine into my life at this very moment, I’d like to share my tree of gratitude.
I am blessed.
As you can see, there are a couple of pink and white papers hung on the branches. They contain my and my husband’s notes of thanks (and a number of 2012 wishes from him). Doing that somehow gives more essence to the tree. It reminds us of how blessed we are despite the many challenges we had gone through during the past 12 months. It also brings a lot of hope and a healthy dose of inspiration, believing we still have so much love to give away.
Now, tell me, who wouldn't wake up ASAP for that?
It definitely ushers a lot of positive vibrations at home I’m planning to do this the entire year. By December 2012, hopefully, all branches are going to be filled with thank-yous not only from me or my husband but also from our friends and family as well who will drop by our humble home.
Exactly a week ago, I told you people I could be suffering from fatty liver. Doc Buboy was fast enough to inform me I should also have myself checked for hepatitis.
Well, several years ago, I was treated for hepatitis A, and I was provided with a vaccine (I just don’t know what it was; I was so young then). Doc Buboy believed it was meant for hepatitis B (I think he meant I’m kind of immune to that now) and reoccurrence of hepatitis A is rare, so there’s a huge chance I do have fatty liver.
So I went to the doctor last Tuesday, and he was stern enough to tell me NOT TO WORRY TOO MUCH. I should be very alarmed if the figure was around 80 and above. Moreover, fatty liver is one of the most common things his wife sees in ultrasound. Simply put, everyone who loves to eat just about anything could have fatty liver.
That somehow comforted me, yet he also clearly emphasized I should not be so relaxed about it. I know I should take it as a very stern warning to take care of my health seriously before things get a lot worse, and it would be so difficult to bounce back.
The journey is definitely not going to be rosy at all. It takes a lot of courage and persistence to develop the right habits. Right now, however, I don’t have much of a choice. I just have to face things head on, take each day one at a time, and be more enthusiastic and open to a whole new–and way better–lifestyle.
Just had my annual diabetic panel test. It was fast. Hi-Precision Mactan, it turns out, doesn’t have plenty of patients early in the morning. After 5 minutes, I was through with everything except for 2H P-Prandial Blood Sugar, which needs to be taken 2 hours after your last meal (you definitely need to eat after you fast the for 12 hours).
Results? Everything is within range, save for one thing: SGPT.
The range is from 4 to 41. I have 46. Last year, it was only 39.
Bottom line: I am a perfect candidate for fatty liver disease. If not, I’m already there.
The result was, of course, disappointing. However, it wasn’t completely shocking. Early this year, I had my yearly lower body ultrasound, and the doctor already told me I was showing signs of fatty liver. I didn’t listen. I know neither did my mom as we shared the same diagnosis.
I could blame this to eating fatty food or sedentary lifestyle. In the end, it’s my fault.
Fortunately, there are still a lot of things I can do. I’ll be meeting my doctor soon, but in the meantime, I have to get on juice fasts ASAP. I believe I also need to do liver flushing. I need to try the latter first before I tell you if it works or how to do it.
I’m still very thankful, though. I’m relishing the fact that despite my unhealthy lifestyle, I don’t have diabetes or kidney disease yet. I am not battling any type of infection right now.
This is it.
Tomorrow morning I’ll be taking my Diabetic Panel tests. This will be my third since 2009.
No, I don’t have any diabetes; and God forbid, I hope to never suffer from one. However, a couple of relatives and my grandmother from my father’s side already have it. Usually, diseases such as this run in the family. It’s better to be really safe than sorry.
I am not expecting stellar scores. I haven’t been doing well lately when it comes to taking care of myself. I just hope I don’t go beyond the limits.
This test is also special for me. I have decided to make it my benchmark for all my succeeding tests–and how good I’ll be in loving my body and health more.