Thursday I had a major wake up call. The day after taking my last final and the first day of my winter break, I was in the emergency room. I was so sick that I was truly scared. I ached from head to toe. What had started as just an irritating dry cough had turned into an uncontrollable force. I had not been taking care of myself and this was the result.
I often brag about not getting sick. It has been over twenty years since I had the flu. From what the emergency room doctor told me what I had was not the flu, but some other equally horrible viral syndrome. After being diagnosed and given a prescription that I was not going to fill, I went home. I spent the next four days in bed coughing and thinking about the weeks that led to my sickness. I was finishing up my last two weeks of the semester, studying for finals, and writing papers. I was so preoccupied with my studies that I neglected my health. I was living on coffee, the occasional (or not so occasional) doughnut, and it seemed that every student organization was having a bake sale that needed my support. I had stopped juicing for at least a week, I skipped my morning workout at least four times, and was staying up later and getting up earlier every day. My body could not work with what I was giving it and it finally gave out.
Now that I am recuperating, I am on a mission to get back on track. I have already felt the results. Although I am not quite 100%, I am much better. I’ve started detoxing my system and pushing out all of the bad and replacing it with good. I have learned a very valuable lesson. No matter how busy I get, my health will always be a priority.