When my doctor diagnosed me with interstial cystitis a month and a half ago, I started researching food, herbs and medications. I have been weighing all the pluses and minuses. I decided to keep with a strict diet and see how it helps. It gets exhausting, and there are many times that I feel like giving up and just having a brownie. There have been moments when I ask Adam if I am better off just calling the doctor and starting some medication, especially when I feel miserable.
I ask myself constantly why am I taking this approach? What are my values? What is the language that I can use to remind me why I chose not to have a brownie or a glass of wine right now? And because I am still processing this diagnosis, I am still figuring out what it means to me, the language is changing. My focus is constantly being adjusted.
Since I have not found stable ground yet, it makes everything seem less stable. However I am very lucky, I have a ton of support and knowledgable people to help guide me through this process. There are people I can lean on when the ground feels unstable and constantly changing.
I continue going step by step, to see what is useful and what is not useful. To decide what will help me thrive in this life, not survive.
Question to consider: How often do you pay attention to what you eat and how it makes you feel?