Weighty Issues

I am consumed with one thing right now in my life. It is my elephant in the room. It’s the thing that people politely not say to you. “Your fat, Lissy.”

It goes without saying that the pharmaceuticals that we take to help manage our illnesses can either load you up or skinny you down. I am the one who always seems to get the one that adds weight. I have tipped the scales pretty high in my adult life and have been ultra skinny on occasion as well. For me, what finally woke me up to get “healthy” was the recognition that I was no longer cute.

I’ve got sass to me that comes with a bit of class, I’m petite, got the red hair to match my fiery disposition and I know how to get back on my feet when I get knocked done. Granted, over the past few years, it just takes a bit longer to get back up.  I’ve always considered myself as a cute girl. There is a bit on tomboy in me but I do clean up well.

Mirrors don’t lie and neither do scales. Reality has come to the forefront recently when I realized that for the first time in our adult lives my sister and I are at the same weight. My sis (the most creative person I know) has always dealt with weight issues for most of her life. As she enters a new phase of womanhood (that would be menopause people) her body is currently shedding the weight – but not me.  OY! I’m so done being this fat. My BMI is obese and that just will not do. I just want to be healthy.

For me, healthy means eating more veggies (gah), being conscious of when I am storm eating, and overall daily movement like walking. Learning what foods makes my tummy hurt and do I really need that candy bar. It means that I will probably have pizza once every 180 months instead of once a week. Upping my water consumption and lowering my soda’s to once a week. Treating myself to a bad day with something other than comfort food. Need I go on?

As I sip my green smoothie today, I going to tell you about my recent trip to Revolution Health Medical Center. I have been a patient of theirs previously (in fact, they were the ones who dealt we me when I first developed symptoms of chronic fatigue). Though my previous naturopath is not seeing new patients, (technically, I fall under this category) I was able to get a Saturday appointment with Dr. Johnson.

His background in emergency medicine, conventional medicine and then alternative medicine is extraordinary. With this, I received the first honest to goodness review of my own medical history. People, an hour and half with my doctor.  When is the last time you received that much attention from one doctor.

On the right track, though. I learned that my concerns are valid, that yes, my meds play a part but so do other factors such as what I eat, what I drink and how I sleep. I know this stuff, and I had already implemented a lot of his suggestions. Go me! However, implementing and carrying out are two different things. Right?

Woah! Due! So much information was given that I don’t really think it is all sunk in. I tell ya what – next months health update will be where I will collect my thoughts and let you in on what has been working and what hasn’t. How’s that?

Do you go to an “alternative” health practitioner? Let me know your thoughts and if you have any questions, let me know. If you are in the Phoenix, AZ area and would like a referral to Revolution Health you can leave me a message at dragonflykeepls@gmail.com

laters,

lissy

 

so what had happened was

It’s on of my favorite sayings “Life happens when you are busying making other plans”. I received an email from my web host stating that the server had detected some malicious coding and I was in detention until it was cleared up.  WHATTHEWHAT?

In this imperfect the world, I know of two certainties 1) someone does stay up all night to figure out ways to take my money and 2) if there is something good going on, someone is going to find a way to corrupt it. Now, after a couple hundred dollars and a clean up by the web host, we are good to go…again.

So now what? Well, in my eyes, I have been given another chance to get my a$$ in gear and actually do the work. I know, I said work. I think I learned a valuable lesson when the poop hit the fan recently. I feel that the devil on my shoulder was saying “Hey, you gave it a good try. It’s getting to be rough and you’re like learning stuff. It’s hard. Dontcha wanna quit?” I did think about it for like two milliseconds.

I have these plans, great plans I would say. I am looking to my future of when my body isn’t going to be able to support my 9-to-5 job and I will need to have additional sources of income to be able to support myself. This is my reality. It could be a great while until I actually get to that point, but I just want to be prepared. This means that this blog, this one right here, needs to support my lifestyle.

Why not me? I have watched three particular women in the blogsphere grow their business and become self supporting mavens. What a great group to follow after. I suddenly find myself saying I want to do what they are doing.” I have found my why (OMG! Finally!!). I’m here to help you navigate through this rough terrain of chronic illness. And dude, I could not be more excited!

I mean, there is an ocean of possibilities out there I can be writing about and showing you. I am going to be able to do research so you don’t have to, try products and give you honest opinions, and together, we are going to build ourselves up for when our illness lay us low

Are you with me? Cuz, dude, we are so going to get the chronic party started. I have ideas for posts and vlogs just pouring out of me right now. In fact, I was able to capture one before I drifted off to sleep last night and two more just writing this post.

And, I did I mention vlogs? Yep, I am incorporating a YouTube channel for another source of awesome entertainment to the stack (go big they say). Along with a new post every Tuesday, I will have a new Vlogtini (as I like to call them, mostly cuz it’s catchy!) for you as well. D’oh, I can barely contain the excitement.

Leave a comment below if you have a particular topic to be discussed here on the blog or on my vlog.

laters,

Lissy

being flexible