Adding LIFE to your years and years to your life!
Well, I woke up this morning with a cold...I thought I could sneak my way out of this one but it was just not meant to be. Here she blows, literally.
I also have this bumpy rash on the back of my knee. I thought it was mosquito bites until it spread...pretty gross.
And the arthritis hurts like a....beast. Yet ironically simply for the fact that I have a smidgeon more energy and feel more refreshed than yesterday, I feel better.
But, because I'm contagious...I might have to bail on my mother's helper job. Which I always feel terrible about because it's only once a week. And she canceled on me last week so that's two straight weeks of no one having cleaned her home. But I don't want to be around her and her family, touching and cleaning all their stuff, folding all of the clothes they have to wear, spreading my disease. This is a lot more hands-on than a deskjob!
They did have colds all last week, which was why she canceled, so maybe I'll see what she says.
I honestly wonder why they haven't fired me yet with all of my health problems.
My body doesn't like me. It's like, Lyza, I hate you, I'm going to do everything I can to torture you and make your life miserable. Stupid inflammatory diseases.
Yes, I feel like a bus has hit me. Always a beautiful, proactive way to begin the morning, the most important part of the day. What usually happens is I start to feel better later but by that time I've kind of lost the whole day because I'm a zombie from sitting around all morning. I need help.
Feel like I could use a wheelchair.
Oh here is the picture from the farmer's market the other day (and whole foods). This cost me 40 bucks total. Was exciting.
Still going to keep going strong. Hopefully I'll keep having more results. One great thing at least that happened was my face stopped being all swollen from food intolerances, though it swells up again if I have anything nut related or grain related. I've been looking so much better because of it, and I thank God I found out. It was so humiliating, looking the way I did. I would cry when I looked in the mirror. Not only that, but the prime of it was when I was hostessing at the bar I worked at, so people had to see me all the time when all I wanted to do was hide. Now I am mostly back to normal and I couldn't feel more thankful.
Take care everyone.