A New Life's resolution - Day #50 (Physical)

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Day #50 - Physical

According to www.definitionofwellness.com, "The physical dimension of wellness encourages cardiovascular flexibility and strength and also encourages regular, physical activity. Physical development encourages knowledge about food and nutrition and discourages the use of tobacco, drugs and excessive alcohol consumption. Physical Wellness encourages consumption and activities which contribute to high level wellness, including medical self-care and appropriate use of the medical system.

{sigh}

Alas, the 2010 Winter Olympics are over and I have spent the last 7 days sick.  I was so sick that I didn't even go to work 2 out of the 5 days last week.  I spent this weekend sitting on my couch, napping under a blanket and watching too much programming on The History Channel.  This was all while my dog and one of my cats vied for my attention.  The dog wanted to go play outside (she got her way via the dog park) and the cat wanted to be petted while the dog was outside.  I finally broke down and went to the CVS Minute Clinic for a diagnosis and some relief.  The verdict?  Sinusitis which turned into Bronchitis.  Lovely.

All of this illness has reminded me that I take my health for granted and made me think of what it takes to be healthy.  So this week I thought it might be a good idea to spend more time delving into that topic.  When we are experiencing dis-ease in one of our dimensions of wellness, what are the things that we seek out to ease our discomfort?

Finding a cure for what ails us Physically may sometimes be one of the easiest for us to tackle.  When I was little and skinned my knee or cut myself, a band-aid and a "kiss to make it all better" would often do the trick.  If I woke up in the middle of the night with a stomach ache or a need to (ahem) evacuate my stomach contents (to put it delicately), my mom would always hold my hair back and laying on the cool bathroom floor always helped.  As I grew older, I had my fair share of headaches.  I learned that "toughing it out" was so not necessary when I could simply go to the medicine cabinet for a few tablets of instant relief.

This week as I hacked and coughed my way through each day, it was the simple things that I yearned for:  my fuzzy pajama pants (sexy, no.  comfy, yes!), a fluffy pillow under my head and a blanket covering me as I lay on the couch with the TV remote control in hand, a cup of soup, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and hours stretching out in front of me with nowhere to go and nothing to do but nap whenever the desire hit me.

I think I hear the couch calling my name now.