Like how I make a commitment to help others be happy and healthy but end up breaking my ankle. I've spent the last four weeks hobbling around and gimping my way through teaching yoga. It's been a great test of learning to appreciate my body.
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| Practicing child's pose with a gross black and blue ankle. |
Then let's add in some acid reflux that lead me to believe I had a tumor (hey, I already admitted my problem with being a hypochondriac). Turns out I just have h pylori, a bacterial infection in my stomach that that cause reflux, ulcers, and if left untreated can cause cancer. So, I'm on some super strong antibiotics with some unfriendly side effects. I have a lovely vomit taste in my mouth all the time. I'm sure the diarrhea can't be far behind. I spent a lot of time trying to restore my gut flora to a decent balance, and now all that hard work is about to be flushed down the toilet. Literally.
Enter in probiotics and kombucha my new best friends. I'm even going to try making my own kombucha drinks thanks to a friend who is acquiring a SCOBY for me. Hopefully I don't kill it.
I'm sure you can see the irony in championing a health challenge and then becoming a gimpy sicko, right??
Oh well. You know what they say?
