Category: Carol (A)
I’m a lot like my father, but in different ways. He visited his doctor the way some people go to church, for example, and took prescription drugs by the literal handful. My own doctor tends to look startled when I show up in her office, but I’ve been keeping regular appointments with my nutritionist for many years, and I currently take 72 supplement “pills” every day. I rattle when I walk! When I began the Blood Type Diet ten months ago, I hoped that I would soon be able to discontinue most of my supplements, but obviously that hasn’t happened yet.
I order the great majority of our supplements from a place in Wisconsin that gives great discounts. This saves us a bundle of money, but it means doing periodic inventories and then calculating how much of everything we’ll need until our next order, which is a hassle, so I tend to procrastinate until I actually run out of a few things. When that happened recently, I bought a few really critical items at the local health-food store and just let the rest slide.
The weather has been hot and humid the past couple of weeks. Air conditioning is wonderful, but it can do only so much, and I had become increasingly lethargic, irritable, and spaced-out. What little sleep I was able to get was fitful, and I woke feeling exhausted.
The shipment from Wisconsin – a twenty-pound box! – arrived yesterday evening. I unpacked it after supper, and along with my bedtime snack I took half a dozen supplements, things that I’d been out of. I turned on the bedroom ceiling fan, did a few crossword puzzles, and finally fell asleep.
Overnight, a miracle occurred! Even though it’s still a steam bath outside, I slept my full nine hours, and woke up clear-headed and refreshed. Apparently those supplements that I thought I could do without for a while were more important to me than I realized. This isn’t the first time that I’ve been amazed by the extent to which my state of mind – and even what appears to be my basic personality – can be affected by my supplements. (In fact, I sometimes wonder whether I’m actually a human being, or merely a collection of supplements that has somehow achieved self-awareness.)
It’s easy for me to become impatient with the number of supplements that I still need to take, and to forget that there has been significant improvement in several areas. My nutritionist says that my adrenal glands are stronger than they have been in years.
My mantra continues to be “Give it time …. Give it time …. Give it time ….”