Taking for Granted

Over the last month I have learned a hard lesson. 

I take.... my health....  for granted!

It's one of those things that you aren't typically thankful for on a daily basis until you don't have it anymore.  Well... I don't have it anymore and would do just about anything at this point to get it back.

For unknown reasons (yes I have gone to the doctor, no they don't have answers yet) I have thrown up every day for over 4 weeks now.  Some days are better than others... some days it's right when I wake up and then I feel okay the rest of the day.  More days are throwing up until early afternoon and then feeling woozy, dizzy and nauseated for the rest of the day.  I don't know why this is happening and discouraging isn't quite a strong enough word for how I am feeling about it at this point. My doctor can't seem to come up with any answers and all the reasons I read about on the internet for chronic nausea and vomiting quite frankly freak me out!   I feel like I can hardly remember what it felt like to feel good all day long and not think about when I would be sick next or what sounds good to eat ( not much...)

Back to my health.  

Being overweight is something I have struggled with for years... I've always been one of those people that get told I have a pretty face, or beautiful eyes... so if I was a walking head... I'd be okay.  Unfortunately there's a lot more to me than just a face.  This last month has really convicted me about taking care of the health I have been given.  I have abused it, and ignored it for far too long, and that needs to change.  Not to be skinny (hey... not that I wouldn't love that) but to take care of something that doesn't last forever.  God has given me one life, with one body... He's entrusted me with it... I need to show that I am trustworthy... that I can do better.

In order for this to happen really regularly, I need to get this current stuff figured out.  Prayer is appreciated... I know God's got this, He created my body and knows what I need... I am trusting in His timing for healing and looking to see what He wants to teach me through this.  It's hard to do some days, to believe God's still got me, that He will never leave me or forsake me... but I know that is the truth.  My  prayer is that when all is said and done, I remember this lesson and make the changes that need to be made.   

Sigh... it is such a  journey isn't it?