So, I've been out of work for two days with the flu or something like it and the entire day before that, at work, was brutal too. I am hopefully coming to the end of three full days of feeling like hell and I can tell you this:
It is really fascinating how terrible your body can feel even when you would call yourself someone who focuses on health and takes good care of her body, but it is even more fascinating how nobody can really even tell you what that means anymore - taking care of your body.
There is so much conflicting "data" out there that I don't even know what to believe at this point. It is overwhelming.
I've read that I'm not getting enough magnesium because farming practices strip it from the soil. I've read that our vegetables are the best source of magnesium.
I've read to get the flu shot. I've read to absolutely NOT get the flu shot.
I've read that during every day life you must get some basic things to prevent illness: plenty of sleep, reduced stress, exercise, heathy diet. I have ALL of that and am sick right now. OK so maybe my sleep was a little lacking, but jeesh.
I've read that eating organic foods is far superior to eating conventionally farmed foods, but then I read that some products labeled organic are not considered organic so now even organic foods are not entirely organic. Seriously?
I watched a pretty amazing documentary on how our food, our medicine and our healthcare are significantly influenced by outside factors focused on money . . . not on wellness.
Can you believe I even read this:
"We also make an effort to wash our hands and our food, which is a good thing with the chemicals on them these days, but which also washes off the beneficial soil-borne micro-organisms that provide friendly-bacteria to the gut."
Now maybe even washing our fruits and vegetables isn't entirely good for us?
. . . and this is just about a little three day illness.
Don't even get me started on cancer.
I have two very good friends who believe a lot in the healing power of essential oils and they brought me some yesterday. Just a couple of hours after I applied some to my skin and ingested others, I did start to feel some relief. However, I took good ol' fashioned Advil earlier too and I'd been sleeping a ton and basically not moving. Who knows what really worked for me, but one website said it was the oils. Another website said those are nothing but smoke and mirrors. Frigaroni!
I really don't know what to think, but I know this:
I'm out sick . . . sick of not really knowing who and what to trust when it comes to my health.
I trust my friends though. I trust one driving a half hour to deliver me a very pricey oil and another one who is vacationing in Mexico and still found time to arrange for me to get something she believes in.
So . . . maybe friends are actually the best medicine after all.
Other than that, I will just do the best I can and I hope you will too.