Weary...
No rest for the weary. Absolutely no rest...
Lessons...
This past weekend, I wasn’t able to really capture the Super Moon as how I had envisioned. On Friday, my abdomen started hurting. I wasn’t sure what was causing it, and just suffered through it as it was manageable at the time. By Sunday, it had gotten progressively worse. A feeling of dread came over me as I was worried it might be something serious, even life-threatening. It became so excruciating, that I contemplated going to Queen’s Hospital ER, but feared that I would be admitted to the hospital. I have so much going on right now that I can’t afford to be out of commission. At the same time, a good friend just died of pancreatitis and if I come down with that condition a third time, the chance of surviving this round is projected to be slim. It really put me in a depressed state. I felt like I had been given so many chances, but still was gambling with my life by not always staying the course of a healthy diet. When I am stressed, I tend to be an emotional eater. I suff...
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