The month of August hasn't been good to me at all.. I had a major health scare (partly my fault). I haven't been taking my blood pressure pills (my friends and family hate that I am so blasé when it comes to this) and with that came so many problems! Honestly, it scared the heck out of me. For days I've been suffering from migraines and like a moron, I continuously popped Tylenol. Eventually, the migraines became so bad that I would find myself vomiting for no apparent reason at all..weird, but still not enough for me to take a step back and say - whoa, what's going on here?
Soon after, my extremities became so swollen that I began to lose all feeling in my hands and feet! I couldn't stand for long period of time and when I walked I struggled! My hands ached so bad; the feeling was crippling! I have a desk job and typing is something I do everyday and I couldn't even do that. I've been doing my 6 month monitored visits with my nutritionist (halfway through, BTW) and I'd been losing weight! On my last visit though, I was weighed and the scale noted I'd not only gained the 10 lbs back that I lost but an additional 5 lbs!! My nutritionist freaked out as did I. I didn't understand how that was possible. I've been counting calories, cut out sweets, walked daily (when it didn't hurt) and drank lots and lots of water! Well, she looked me in the eyes and said you are not well... I can look at you and see that you are retaining a lot of fluids (my hands were a clear give-away) Believe when I say I looked like Violet from Willy Wonka when she blew up like a ballooned blueberry before the Oompa Loompas rolled her away! She wanted me to go to the ER. I promised I would and when I finally went, they checked my blood pressure and it was sky high! I was admitted immediately!
As I recovered I was chastised for not taking my meds and so forth. I could of had a stroke or worse even dropped dead if I would have continued with this pace. I've been so stressed with all these changes at work that I let it consume me and neglected my health. I now know that this is no joke and trust me I am diligent with taking my pills like clock work. After speaking with a therapist, I've realized that I can no longer "take care" of others.. I need to be selfish and take care of me first! I can't let the non-essentials of life consume me! I am not a superwoman at all! I happy to say that I am doing much better and back on track. I have 2 more visits with the nutritionist, the therapist gave me the green light and I am just waiting on the official letter from my PCP.
Please keep me in your prayers, as I get through this and focus on living for me!