I have been reviewing and editing my first blog, “One Woman’s Quest” and came across this posting from May 1, 2012. I found the entry chilling considering three years later I would be diagnosed with ME/CFS, a debilitating chronic disease. Reading my earlier thoughts brings to mind the saying: That which we fear, we create.
I fear illness. I grew up in a household where dis-ease was the norm. My mother had her first dance with death as a child, then suffered a broken back in her late thirties, followed by three bouts of cancer. In her elder years, she lives with constant pain and many health issues. My oldest sister had congenital heart problems all her life, and at the end, leukemia. The next sister has schizophrenia and now Parkinson’s. Diabetes, heart problems, and cancer run rampant in my mother’s family. Ten of my generation have died. My father and his siblings all died from respiratory conditions.
In other words, genetically, the promise of a long, healthy lifespan is not very bright. When disease first knocked on my door, I made drastic changes to my diet, but I wonder if it is enough.
Fear, I know, can be a self-fulfilling habit. But how…
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