Six months ago...

I just visited the website of The Nocturnal Wench, who is in a contemplative mood. (I can't leave a comment, Wenchy, the page just up and aborts every time).

Anyway, she posed the question of how things have changed in one's life when compared to six months ago. This got me thinking.

Six months ago I had just had dental surgery. (There are Mike and I pictured in the hospital just before the op). I kind of regret having it done, but I know that I would regret it more if I hadn't had it done.
It brings to mind the saying: the more things change, the more they stay the same. I was in pain then, I'm in pain now (albeit a different sort of pain). I had ms then, and apparently I still have it now. I was excited about the effect of the op then, and I'm excited about the effect of my fast now.
Not a helluva lot has changed.

But watch this space in six months time...
I'm glad I wrote this seemingly pointless post. It has given me tremendous motivation for my fast. I realised that I don't want to look back in 6 months or a year from now and still be battling with the same old sh*t. It's onwards and upwards from here on. I still firmly belive that the human body is one mean, lean healing machine, if just given the chance. So next time I feel like getting stuck into cake or pizza or whatever, I'll just remind myself that nothing tastes as good as feeling great.

I guess I'm a bit obssessed by my health, but I've been thinking a lot lately. I have so many unfulfilled ambitions and dreams still to achieve, but to do so, I need my health. So that is my first port of call, it's as simple as that. Once I've figured that out, then I can move on to more interesting things.

I see a glorious future stretching out ahead of Michael and I, two kids, a picket fence and golden retriever, the works. We love each other so much, I just cannot conceive of us not beating this thing together.