One thing I have come to realize over the past year or so, is that I have not one but two “chronic illnesses” – anxiety/depression and asthma. I put the phrase in quotes because I don’t feel I earn the label. My friend Jamee, who I’ve known around the blog-o-sphere for a few years now, first introduced me to idea. She’s a wife and a mom who battles chronic illness daily.
Having recently lost her job due to her conditions, she decided to bring back regular feature on her blog. I’ve never felt the urge to participate, because I didn’t feel my issues were bad enough. Isn’t that like women today – we’re never pretty/skinny/funny enough. And here I was discounting my CI experiences as not “bad” enough.
One thing I’ve come to realize – if they are bad enough to warrant medicine, they are bad enough. This summer, while I’ve not been taking my daily oral asthma medicine, I’ve found myself needing my inhaler for runs that I wouldn’t have before.
I want to be the kind of person who does everything I can to make my life better. I want to be a good/godly wife, living each moment to its fullest. Medication (while sometimes necessary) can only take me so far. There are choices I have to make for myself. Jamee recommends setting several goals to review each month.
Guilt free healthy eating – no calorie counting or food restriction. Just good, nutritious foods in moderation. Splurges allowed.
meeting up with friends (or having people over) once a week
quiet walk/run alone with God (1 per week)
think i would scare the nail tech if i went in for a pedi with my half-a-toenail?
I’m very lazy when it comes to doing my hair. I’m donating it in honor of my cousin who was diagnosed with cancer last summer, and with this length/thickness its a cumbersome process. HOWEVER i always feel good about myself when i take the time to fix it (instead of just scrunching it with gel). for my bonus I’m going to push myself out of my comfort zone and actually fix my hair once a week.