I think if women remembered, truly remember the pain, the serious comfortable-ness of shitting out a child they would not have moe then one child. In fact if women seriously vividly remembered and related their physical hardship of bringing a child into this world, they would scare the bejesus out of the next generation and maybe kids wouldn’t have kids. LOL But I think with the mircle of birth comes the mircle of “how soon we fo’get” the true painful pain that one goes thru is erased with the joys of motherhood.
Some people deal with pain better then others. We all have a different “threshold” of what pain is. Some of us are more wusses then others. Some have a high pain tolerance, everyones wired different right. I think from a young age we develope the mental toughness or mental wussy-ness of what we equate pain to.
I had to fill out forms for a new yearly spread your legs checkup kind of doctor. So I was doing my homework of filling out the forms. Well one form, 12 pages and then some. Having to fill in the HISTORY of surgeries and what nots, I had to refer to a journal that I kept during my “challenging times.” There’s all the dates, doctors appointments when I went in and passed out and what not; what I did or more like what I couldn’t do.
Its strange to go back and read about how “not so good” I was feeling. Yet I functioned like nothing was wrong and my body just wanted to lie still and not move. Well I did a lot of that, but I think I also should have done more of not moving. I kinda know better now. I think I learned what helps me heal. We all know what makes us feel bad or sick but we all dont’ pay attention sometimes to the things that help us heal and make us better. Or I don’t I think. Cause in looking back, I know there are things I shoulda, coulda, woulda done different or better. Then again hind site is 20/20. Live and learn.
I think if I was truely afraid of not getting SICK again, not having to be in the hospital for one thing or another; then I would really loose weight. You know what I mean. With health issues everythings related and I feel like if I know that getting my rear in gear and DOWNsizing, I will be a healthier person . Right? Right. (As I eat a piece of cake.)
I know what makes me bigger then I should be. I know what I need to do. So I do both? DUH. Burn more calories and eat less calories. Then again you know, THERE’S NO CURE FOR HUD HEAD YEAH! *L*
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May 7th, 2008 at 12:46 am
I would say go gym moah Lika but den u no need eef u doin’ da Hula ting right? I tink it all lays in wot u eat an how much. I can say dat cause i not wun fo’ candies an cake owah all da calorie stuff dat make yowah okole beeg. I jus’ naturally da kine person dat no eat da wrong (good) stuff. Now i still like my Fritoes an German kine beeyah but den at lunchtime at work i stay at da gym (free membahship in da Army yah?) an git on da cross trainah an burn easy 380-400 calories but den dass me. I no hav da “HUD HEAD” problem.
May 7th, 2008 at 5:03 am
EH I resemble dat remuk. DESSERT first aka “stuff dat make yo’okole beeg.” It’s all about discipline, ain’t it? Work in progress here…. LOL