April 5, 2013

My life is different now. I am different now...


I would one day like to get to the point where I can write/think about my dad's sepsis without getting a fat lump in my throat and my eyes threatening to leak. --Just writing that made my eyes tear up! It is such a sore spot for me and it's been over two years now since it happened. I wonder if I will ever get over it. Maybe when I'm way older... like 98! The truth is that I just love my dad so much and he is the glue of our family. We are so lucky that he survived and that he is back to his normal life. Actually...

I AM SO LUCKY!

A whole bunch of this blog is rooted so deeply in the fact that my dad got sick. That is why this blog is dedicated to him. (If you haven't seen the dedication line, scroll to the bottom of this page and you will see it.) Because my dad got sick I started to re-evaluate my health and the quality of the breaths that I take on this Earth. Actually, let me rephrase that, it is because of my dad's survival that I started to re-evaluate my health. I mean sepsis is a VERY serious problem, just look at this fact below...

"Every year, severe sepsis strikes about 750,000 Americans. It’s been estimated that between 28 and 50 percent of these people die—far more than the number of U.S. deaths from prostate cancer, breast cancer and AIDS combined." (Source)

I've always been very health conscious but I must admit that a lot of it before was for vanity. I've always known how to "diet" well and how consistent exercise is beneficial to your health. I've always been interested in reading about health and learning about new discoveries regarding the human body. However, I've never been as intense as I am now about living a balanced life. Balanced eating, balanced exercise and having a balance between work and life (a.k.a no stress).

It all came to fruition after seeing the VERY RAW battle that my dad fought for his life. HE FOUGHT TO LIVE!!! Something that we take for granted every day, he fought so hard to regain, and he did! He survived and I have a very strong feeling that he survived because for one he is so loved by his family, but mostly because he took care of himself in his youth. He lives a very clean life and I want to emulate that. 

I started this blog as a way to chronicle my weight loss and to make a place where I could write about what is important to me. Much like running is therapy for me, so is writing. I started this blog at a time when I needed both. I needed to be able to deal with my sadness. I needed to be able to have a place to write tearful posts (although I don't always publish them as much as I should). I also wanted to write about health because on the off chance that someone is feeling like they want to get healthy, my blog might pop up on that Google search and that person will know that they are not alone and that it is doable.

So my life changed because of one singular event. This blog came about because of that event. It is so cliche but everything does happen for a reason and let me explain why I'm using that cliche. You see, my dad's sepsis didn't happen because I wanted to create a blog. My blog came about because of what happened to my dad and my need to write about it. 

Lucky you guys! :)

(Dad, if you are reading this, I love you very much!)