Every day I have to remind myself to count my blessings. When people hear what my daily life is like, they always say "no wonder you are exhausted, stressed, not losing weight, gaining weight, not sleeping...." you get the picture!!
I only have to look around me to realize that there are others that have it much worse than me. Two of my dearest friends have been diagnosed with cancer, one for the second time. My cousin just lost her husband at the young age of 55. My MIL is 92, dealing with more blood clots and unable to move around without assistance. The list goes on and on....
I finally went in for a physical today. I've been promising all of you and many others that I would find a primary physician and get checked out. As we were discussing my "issues", I found myself feeling guilty that stress was probably at the root of all my health issues. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. Rule out the physical first...we'll see what the tests show.
How bad is it that I want the tests to show something? Anything? So that I'm not just a crazy lady ????
What if I have to admit that stress has gotten the best of me and maybe, just maybe, I'm not as strong and awesome and able to handle everything anymore??????
What a rude awakening that is going to be!!!!
DH would say "It is what it is." Of course, that only applies to me! When his crap is hitting the fan, then you would think the world is coming to an end!
Tomorrow I will drown my stress baking something wonderful for the church services on Sunday. Tomorrow I will start the day with a great workout, a not so great weigh-in, and a promise to be kinder to myself!
Tomorrow is a new day - don't forget to take a look at the MOON!!! It is supposed to be gorgeous!!!!!