I hope that you are all well this week. I must say, last week, I had a really tough one, health-wise. When it comes to taking care of me, I am an absolute idiot! I was off sick with a terrible tummy bug for over a week! I think 50% of me having been so ill was my own fault. You see, I am the best in the world at self-medication. Six months in Med School (before I dropped out – thanks to being viciously attacked by my dead ‘killer frog’ during ‘dissection 1’) make me think I can diagnose and treat myself for everything and anything – with a little help from Google, of course!
So what happened? Well, last long weekend I was at a wonderful game lodge with my family (for our international readers – that’s an African Safari) and while there I ended up with a bad tummy bug. So instead of… um… letting it pass, as I should have done, I dosed myself up on every drug that would block my system. I felt a whole lot better, never mind that my stomach grew to the size of a pregnant hippopotamuses.
While I was casually sleeping away over four days of family time (I felt so lethargic and nauseous, that’s all I could really do) I was also allowing the bugs in my tummy to grow and get more vicious – think violent, angry hippopotamus. Eventually when I got home, my blocking pills were no longer working and the hippopotamus needed to be set free, with immediate effect – and I’ll leave all the rest up to your imagination! Not good at all.
So off I go to work the following day and end up making it about two roads from my house before my system really decides to let me down. Oh dear! My doctor was not impressed when I sheepishly told her about my over-medication. She immediately put me on proper meds and antibiotics to rid my body of all the bugs I’d started harvesting (I could practically sell the things by that stage). And to make matters worse, Natalie Maroun and my colleagues banned me from the office, as I was highly contagious. So I was stuck at home, feeling terrible, on my own. Do I hear sympathy from you? Why thank you, you are so kind.
Ok, so there is a lesson in this icky tale. The lesson is that you should always look after you High Heelers. Climbing that ladder is hard, and climbing in stilettos is even harder. You need your strength and you need to be healthy. When you’re unwell and your body shuts down, let it heal for two days and take the time to rest up and get the necessary care. Don’t ignore it (um… like I did) and allow the issue to escalate into something uncontrollable and then end up being ill for much longer than necessary.
This doesn’t only relate to body illness. The same goes for emotional challenges like anger, unforgiveness and guilt (all of which can continue to grow and fester if you don’t set them free). If you allow these emotions to grow within you, you make your mind an unhealthy place and you will stunt your own potential. You can’t always control what happens to you, but you can always control how you react.
I hope that you take something from this lesson. I must confess that it is a lesson that I have failed at a few times. But with my boss and my colleagues forcing me to be responsible (and to keep my germs to myself) I’ve realised that the world won’t end if you take a few days off to mend. It really won’t.
So step up to the ladder in your best health, with your best strength and in your hottest stilettos. Get ready to climb to the top and dazzle the world with your talents. Have a wonderful week High Heelers!
Cheers,
Jo
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