Well, that is explains it

Hello!  I have missed chatting with you all and seeing what you have been getting up to in the blogoshpere.

To get right to it, I now know why I could not run anymore, was permanently hot, had sleepless nights, failing eye sight, had tremours, couldn’t stop eating and had a slight goiter on the right side of my neck.

Without boring you too much, I went to the doctor (under duress) and was diagnosed with toxic autoimmune thyroiditis and was bombarded by specialists to immediately ingest dangerous medication and have radioactive iodine injected into my body or take the risk of having a thyroid storm (crisis), oh and die.  All times I heard them say that –   Urgh!  What they want to do is take my extremely overactive thyroid, destroy it, which will result in a non functioning or underactive thyroid for which I would have to take life long medication.  Incidentally, they don’t tell you this medication only provides one of the  hormones you require and leads to other health issues like osteoporosis!

Every ounce of me said No, No, No!  There HAS TO BE another way to fix this.

According to the doctors there is not and if I do not act immediately, I am taking my life into my own hands and could go into a thyroid storm at any minute and die!  Again, URGH!  When I spoke with the referring doctor about my decision to take an alternative natural route, he laughed at me and I don’t need to tell you what he said would happen if I did not follow the western route.

Fast forward a week and a flight to Johannesburg to help my folks pack for their move here to the River and to see an iridologist, who I used to see when living there who guaranteed me we can normalise my thyroid without a shadow of a doubt AND it will only take the better part of a couple of months.  He answered all my questions the way I was hoping he would and I knew absolutely he was right.  I threw my arms around him in relief.  Not sure that was very professional but too bad.

Butch

Natural healing medication

After one week of taking the medication, my tremours completely stopped, my eye sight improved, I am sleeping much better and I am not permanently having to fan myself although I must say, the appetite hasn’t subsided much, yet…

Woohoo!

It saddens me how traditional doctors aren’t more accepting of the results of homeopathy and how the two can work hand in hand.  No matter as I am fast on my way to a normal functioning thyroid.  Next step is to have the blood tests done again to prove my counts have normalised.  I cannot wait!

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Finally… I’m back!

It feels like an age since I sat down to write a post or popped over to read all your lovely blogs; I hope I haven’t missed out on too much in my absence.

Nicely rested with a lovely golden tan after a wonderful holiday with family, it’s time to get the ball rolling again, I’m just not sure where to start.

up river

A quick synopsis of our holiday… We watched in awe with tears streaming down our cheeks as  a friend with Parkinson’s disease stood up and sang in a hall filled with people he doesn’t know.  I honed my skills on reversing our boat trailer, learnt how to throw a throw net and even managed to net a few fish, took a good few blurry photo’s of our resident fish eagle, heard it’s magnificent call, saw a leguaan being attacked by starlings to steer it away from their nests; enjoyed many a breakfast on the river on our little boat – crispy bacon, boiled eggs and toasted seed loaf with a nice cuppa.  We enjoyed a few trips with my folks too which was awesome.  These morning rejuvenated our souls.  We spent a morning in the Addo National Elephant park.  I watched Pete skurf (skiing using a surfboard) for the first time in over 10 years – clearly it’s like riding a bike.  We celebrated my dad and Pete’s birthday and as with so many other meals, ate far too much wonderful food.  We tried in vein to get my mom to put her feet up after her second foot operation on both feet but alas she needs to mother us all – It is wonderful being spoilt by my mommy.  I went for a run most days – yay for me.  We viewed what we thought would be our new home but sadly it was not right, the second was beautiful and near perfect but alas it is out of our price range.  Our new forever home is around here somewhere, I’m just not sure exactly where it is yet.

Pete and I started the new year off by going for medicals and blood tests to check our cholesterol, blood pressure, blood sugar, bmi, fitness and a few other things I have already forgotten- oops.  Seems our medical company is a wee bit confused though as with one of the results I am a year younger than my actual age and with another set of results I am two years older!  Maybe I am supposed to subtract the one from the other to get my actual age.  Haa.  Oh well, guess there is no exact science to it all. Overall I am healthy so there’s a luck although I do seem to be being wrapped over the knuckles for enjoying a glass or two of red wine in the evenings, other than that according to their criteria I am practising 6 of the 7 lifestyle habits. I’m happy with that.

I must confess to not taking many photos this holiday.  I was enjoying the moments of happiness far too much to interrupt them with my camera.

I know that 2014 is going to be a wonderful year for us all and I am looking forward to enjoying the journey with you all.

Getting fit after forty is not for sissies

Have you ever woken up, looked in the mirror and realised what used to be an okay body has now turned into a cellulitey flabby mess.  Well I have been doing that for the past 2 years and recently the need to get myself back into shape was important enough for me to get started.  Finally!

So, after being realistic and researching what exercises can be done at home, mostly without equipment (isometrics) I have settled on a weekly routine which includes 3 arm exercises, a tummy exercise, cycling and learning how to run.  That may sound silly but I have never run, not even around the block.

Vibram Merrels

Very tired feet

Pete bought me a really good pair of running shoes – a new age pair of runners based on Vibram technology – none of those padded and cushioned running shoes, these are based on running “barefoot” the way we are naturally supposed to run, just like the bushman – so from the outset I am learning properly.

Pete who has been running his whole life is well versed on how to do it properly and even sent me a supporting article on his theory of a run-walk sequence of getting fit without hurting yourself and staying motivated.  Oh isn’t theory wonderful.

This is where the age factor really hit home.  I have always been active so was fooled into thinking I was semi-fit.  It is a tad hard to get past the brick wall and have the endorphins takeover.  I am now of the opinion I was 100% unfit and with each new day I am getting stronger and fitter.  Woohoo!  Although this would have been a MUCH easier task had I started 15 years ago.  Lesson learnt a little late but better late than never.

Pete is an incredible motivator and PT Master.  I have been able to, albeit with a wee bit of wincing, run a bit further and on occasion slightly faster than the day before, proof that Pete’s theory really does work.

As you know, Pete does a lot of travelling and it was just pure chance he was home long enough to get me started.  Now, its all up to me without the motivational and encouraging words every few metres.  I asked Pete to make a tape for when he is away so I can play it over and over while I am running but alas he did not.

Oh and there will be no cheating or guessing what I achieved as Pete gave me a Garmin heart rate monitor, calorie counting, GPS thingy so just as soon as I have uploaded my daily stats Pete will be able to see exactly where I ran and what my times were no matter where he is in the world.  Isn’t technology amazing.

So, here’s to be sticking with my new found regime – summer won’t be a problem, it’s those winter days which worry me a bit.  Then again by the time winter comes I will be as fit as a fiddle and my tenacity will carry me through those cold days.  Well that’s what I am telling myself.