Most days, I am up. I have realized that there's a direct correlation between how many hours of sleep I get, and my emotional state. Pretty obvious - 7 hours of sleep = happy Miriam. 4 hours of sleep = emotional basket case Miriam.
I was a bit surprised how ANGRY I was after mulling over the news. I eat healthily (seriously, there's a lot of kale in my diet!). I exercise 5 - 6 days a week. I maybe have an adult beverage twice a month. Since January I've healthily lost 12 lbs. So what the frack? I guess it doesn't matter if you do everything right, you're not immune.
And the annoying thing is, I feel great! I don't feel sick in the least. In my daily gratitude journal, a frequent line is, "I am grateful for my health. I am grateful that my body allows me to run, dance and play." When I'm stressed out or have a bad day, after work I rarely have a martini, but instead go for a run, or pop in my Jillian Michaels DVD for a heart pumping weight workout. And after this surgery, I won't be able to do those things that keep my stress levels low. At least, not for a good month, possibly two.
Here's what I've landed on, after discussions with my amazing friends and the surgeon. Because I am so healthy, how do I know it didn't make a difference? I know it could be much worse. And, because I am so healthy, after the surgery, I will probably heal quickly!
I've always said I'm neither an optimist or a pessimist, but a realist. The glass is half full, but it has a chip. I'm going to continue to look for the silver linings, because that's who I am, and I welcome any silver lining offerings you may have to share.
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