My body is not very good at keeping secrets. I had a conversation with a friend recently about water consumption. She said that she doesn’t drink water everyday yet her skin is so smooth and supple. I was astonished. If I don’t drink at least two liters of water everyday you will see it on my lips and face.
My body is such a tattletale.
I’ve stopped viewing this as a bad thing and I am making it work out for my good. I use my face as a yard stick to see how well I am doing in the hydration and nutrition department.
It’s easy to forget to drink water when I am busy so I’ve had to be very intentional about it. I carry a bottle of water with me. I rarely drink soft drinks and have one cup of tea a day. If I’m thirsty I drink water. If I’m bored I drink water.
My body has in turn thanked me. I am not constipated ( can I hear a ‘hooray’ from all the Endo warriors?). I get less Urinary Tract Infections. My lips are not chapped and the acne on my face is clearing up, albeit a bit slowly. I feel like I could break into a song and dance as I think about just how far I’ve come. It’s truly a miracle.
I’m learning to celebrate my victories, regardless of their size. I may not be where I would like to be, But I am definitely not where I used to be.
Infusing my water with lemon has really helped. Lemon water helps with many of the side effects of Endometriosis such as cravings, nausea, indigestion, constipation, inflammation and allergies. It also helps to cleanse the liver.
I’m grateful that my body is a tattletale, it keeps me in check.
By the time I was 17 years old, I was pretty much used to painful and dramatic periods. I had somewhat accepted it as my lot. What else could I do? In those days I seldom heard of anyone going to hospital for painful periods. We resulted to be being amateur pharmacists. In retrospect that was SHEER. FOLLY!
All was well-ish until the day pain paralyzed me in the heart of Nairobi city while on Moi Avenue near a stall selling jewelry. That was scary. My body was overcome by such a sharp pain on the left side of my abdomen. I couldn’t walk and could hardly breathe. I felt hot, a warmth covered my body. I was scared yet I had to put on my brave face on, because the city center is not a place to show your fear when you can’t move.
I inched towards the jewelry stall and sat. God bless the woman who helped me with a seat. She tried to ask me what was going on but I was as clueless as she was. My abdomen was hot and I was balancing tears. Minutes felt like hours as I waited for the wave to pass. When it finally did, I got a matatu and went to school. By this time I was already late for my class. I walked as fast as I could to the school clinic and met the ever patient Dr. Jack. He believed me, he didn’t look at me like I was crazy.
He gave me a place to rest and then treated me for a bad Urinary Tract Infection. After a course of antibiotics, painkillers and urine alkalizer, the pain subsided; only for a few days.
Till next time,
I’m still super excited about the pad dispensers, because I still can’t use tampons. Rather, I still choose not to use tampons. My struggle with tampons begun as a preteen. My mum told me that they were not for young girls, and told me that they could make me sick. Toxic Shock Syndrome was described and I got scared. I envied the girls in school who swore by them. They did not have the pad problems, you know, having to change all the time, no odour ( remember the time Always had THAT scent?). They could swim!! Oh, THEY COULD SWIM! I on the other hand, used to sit on the sidelines watching, enviously.
Deep within I knew that once I was an older, out of the nest, I would use tampons. When I got an opportunity to try, it went awfully wrong. I could feel it deep within. It was so uncomfortable. The next time my period rocked up when I was least prepared and a tampon was what was available. That has to be the longest night of my life. That was discomfort 101. As if the discomfort was not enough, the flow seeped through. That day, I decided that tampons were not for me.
My biggest question has always been, where do the clots go? Where?? The flow is usually 80% clots, so the tampon definitely is not the most practical tool. Let’s not forget, how inflamed, tender and uncomfortable the pelvic cavity feels at that time. A tampon seems like a tool of the enemy at that time.
A few years ago, I detoxed and felt a newness and relief I had not felt in a long time. As I weaned off different chemicals, I saw a relationship between what I put into my body and how I feel. My reservation with tampons is that I don’t know exactly what I am putting in. My research has shown me, that I need to care about such things. It may seem silly to some, but pain free days are indeed, slices of heaven. They are not to be trivialized. One of the articles I read reinforced my resolve to watch what I put in.
I meet girls who love pads and others who love tampons, periods are personal, and every one has their experience. My advice to both is, do your research well and then choose what is most comfortable for you.
Happy new year 🙂
About two years ago, I formed a tradition. At the beginning of the year, I declutter my hair and beauty products, cleaning agents and medicine cabinet. It’s a tedious but rewarding exercise. The first time I did it, I was shocked by how much junk I had in the name of products. I was just a hoarder, and I was holding on to expired products.I was horrified when I realized I’d been using some expired products without knowing.
I was poisoning myself slowly.
In the process of decluttering, I read the ingredients lists and saw just how many chemicals I was bombarding my endocrine system with. It was too much. So I resolved to use less chemical laden products where possible.
I replaced most of my sweet smelling lotions with natural oils, my hair products with natural ingredient products, commercial cleaning agents with home combinations (vinegar and bicarbonate can do wonders.) My house keeper was surprised to see how many uses vinegar has. I’ll share some of the ways I use it in my next post.
It has been a journey trying to eradicate most of the chemicals, especially since I like sweet smelling products. But it has been rewarding. I have found alternatives that are kinder to my body and I feel much better. The pain and inflammation has largely reduced.
This is the rule I hope to live by: If I can’t pronounce the ingredients, I probably shouldn’t be consuming the product in question.
Take time out and go through the products in your home. Throw out what needs to go, and start using products that are kinder to your body. If it doesn’t have an expiry date and it is not a completely natural product, throw it out. Very few commercial products are meant to last forever.
It may seem like you have gone at a loss, but in reality, you have gained in terms of your health. Health is wealth. Your body can now get a breather from the toxin overload.
Here’s to a healthy 2017!