I've written recently about the hormone problems that I've been having. I admitted to cystic acne... something that has affected me emotionally as well as physically. I am going through many treatments to resolve these skin imperfections including hormonal testing with my doctor which involves drawing lots of blood. My doctor finally diagnosed me with adrenal fatigue.
I also know, somewhere deep inside, that sometimes, our enemies are our greatest teachers.
I remember being diagnosed with gestational diabetes during my first pregnancy. I hated it. I was miserably depressed at the failure of my own body.
Then I learned that my father had diabetes. (I had no idea.)
I learned how to eat like a diabetic, giving me not only a healthy baby, but a healthier body and an awareness of foods that make me feel terrible.
Gestational diabetes... was a great teacher.
In between pregnancies, I was told that my cholesterol was too high.
I was trying to eat like a diabetic though I wasn't technically having diabetic issues any longer. I knew it was a genetic disorder that ran in my family.
With a low cholesterol diet and a diabetic diet, there is nothing else to eat, really. That's when I decided to go on Weight Watchers.
I learned to eat in moderation. I learned which foods affected my moods and my weight, when and how often to eat, and what to eat. Because of WW, I lost weight and was healthier than I'd ever been.
High cholesterol was a great teacher.
In the past month, I have avoided looking at myself in the mirror, hidden my face from cameras, turned off lights when I'm not wearing make-up with my Gentleman.
And ya know what?
Because of this diagnosis, I'm learning, yet again, how to nurture my body. This time I have to make few dietary changes but instead need to shift back into the awareness of when to eat and what my body needs.
I have to change my attitude. Instead of kicking my own ass (as I'm known to do), I have to treat myself with gentleness. I actually find myself saying, "STOP" when my mind begins to flood with negativity.
I am learning that I must honor my needs and retrain my brain.
Instead of fighting these skin irritations, I will look and give gratitude. My body is trying to tell me what it requires to be healthy. How fortunate am I that the irritation of my health appeared in something as innocent as a few blemishes on my face that can easily be covered?!? How blessed am I that I see the message loud and clear?!?
I am learning, again, how to take care of myself.
Thank you, adrenal fatigue, acne, hormonal issues, for being my teacher.