The Truth About Fitness
The Truth About Fitness
The Truth About Fitness
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Being fit, exercising every day, and eating the right foods, does not guarantee a long life. Before my illness with a vasculitis disease, I walked three to five miles every other day. I was careful of my salt intake. I took a multi-vitamin and I ate a balanced diet. I was lean and I was healthy.
When I reached the age of forty-one, I thought that I caught astomach flu. But it didn't go away. I vomitted every four hours for two weeks. When I went to the ER, the ER doctors suggested that I had a mental problem. But, what was really happening was I was losing my kidneys. They hadn't a clue.
I knew something was wrong. I went to my primary care doctor. I went to the ER again. Finally, a day that I was being supported by my husband (I could barely stand), my primary care physician had sent me to get a blood lab done. My primary care physician ran through the hospital (Landstuhl military hospital in Germany), looking for me. He put me in a wheelchair, brought me to his office, and spent the next few hours trying to get me admitted to the I.C.U.
Beyond Fitness
Beyond the fitness of my body, I had a mental toughness that was not apparent to the people around me. I was the oldest of nine children. My parents took me out of school when I was thirteen to be homeschooled. I spent the rest of my teen years teaching my siblings how to read, housekeeping, babysitting, and cooking. I did not have a teenhood. How did survive? I looked to the future. I knew that if I survived the fighting, the religion, the servitude that when I became an adult I could make my own life... my own paradise.
I used this attitude during the worst part of my illness.
When I was in the I.C.U. connected to a catheter and I.V., I refused to die. Simple. Straitforward. Yes?
No, it was not simple. I held on with my nails. I talked to my nurse. I talked to my husband. I refused to watch T.V. I blinked my eyes, gritted my teeth, and kept breathing. I refused to give up even when the head nurse strolled into my room and told my that I was dying.
I put all of my work into moving the joints of my toes. I would listen to the beeps of the machines and breath. I made myself live.
Just recently, I met someone online who used to teach policemen. He said that the most important lesson that they had to learn was to "not give up." He said that many of them died after a gunshot wound because they did not have the will to live. This attitude was important even when the wounds were not fatal.
So beyond fitness, beyond health is the "will to live." Do you have the attitude to live your dreams? Do you have the will to live?
It takes nails, guts, and pain. . . It takes all you can give, and then takes more. It means that when you have pain, not a little toe-bashing pain, but pain that is a ten on the doctor's scale-when you have pain, you do NOT give in.
So after five years treatment, medication, and pain, I am in remission. It doesn't mean that I won't go through it again, it just means that for a little while I have beat it.
So, where are you?
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