Hi, I'm here again! Seriously! I don't get it do I? I don't get that I need to eat well all the time and that I need to watch the treats and pretty much stop the alcohol. I don't get it. I must think that I am 17. I must think that it won't happen to me, but it might, and it can, and it will. I haven't had a medical wake up call....yet...but is that what I am waiting for? I'm 43 and my body is not as resilient as it was at 17 or even 30. It's rusting, and I need to stop this rust or slow it down.
Yes, we grow older and our bodies wear out, but what old age do I wish to face? Do I want to be the person who takes meds? Hell no! Do I want to be the person who can't go anywhere because of fatigue? Hell no! Do I want cancer or diabetes because I led a poor lifestyle? The answer is still HELL NO!!!!!
Recently, my digestion felt sluggish. I felt like there was pressure in my duodenum and a little acid reflux. Of course, this part of me is always saying esophageal cancer (which is kinda rare) and worrying about that. See, here is the problem. Doctors pound on you to not smoke. Last physical and I think that the nurse asked six times if I smoked. But only once do they ask if you drink. In the 1950's doctors advocated smoking. Not now, now it is demonized. I just saw an ad last night with this woman who had a stoma and she was 52. Nine years older than me!!!! That's not much. But drinking, not demonized at all (yes for DUI, but I'm talking consumption).
We probably don't even know the effects of alcohol fully, either that, or we are lying to ourselves. I'm not talking that Friday night glass of wine. I'm talking daily consumption of 2 or more drinks.
So I've been worried or concerned or down right paranoid and I think this has been good for me. Maybe I am getting the message, even if I have to create the message myself.
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