Water and the Fluids We Drink


As we get older the importance of drinking water and other healthier fluids becomes more apparent to us. For some of us, perhaps as we age we notice our bodies becoming more sluggish, and tiresome. Also as we age, we tend to get more dehydrated, our skin starts to sag, and our organs’ functionality begins to slow down.

If you are like me, the first thing I tend to grab for in the morning, is a cup of coffee. Their is nothing like that first cup, right? Wrong! We should be drinking a glass of water to start our day, this is so we can flush our kidneys and other organs so they can function properly. Here is a lists of the benefits of drinking water:

  • keeping your body temperature within normal range
  • lubricating and cushioning your joints
  • protecting your spine and other tissues
  • helping you eliminate waste through urine, sweat, and bowel movements
  • keeps your skin healthy and hydrated

*Please keep in mind that water consumption and the benefits and risks do vary per individual. We all are unique and therefore, please ask your doctor how much water you should be consuming daily. Their is such a thing as fluid overload. But for most of us, we tend to not drink enough. Medication, activity level, and environment play an important role in determining what we as individuals need to keep us healthy.

Pay attention as to what fluids you consume. Start reading labels. The ingredients are always listed in the order from most to least and this applies to food as well. If sugar is listed first, then that is what the product has most of. I have discovered with juices that just because something says grape juice, cranberry juice, etc., the first ingredient can be apples. 😦 I personally, found this surprising. I feel for all those people with allergies to apples, my son being one of them, you have to pick your drinks wisely.

I also had an experience during my nursing career, where a patient became diabetic and almost went into a coma for consuming too much pop, soda, whatever you personally call it. He was so use to consuming pop on a daily basis that we had to literally taper him off of it, and this process took a couple of months. Afterwards, when he was no longer consuming pop, he became non-diabetic and his health returned.

So in conclusion, now that you know some benefits of drinking water and other healthier fluids, my hopes is that you take care of yourself and drink wisely. Remember to flush your system every morning before you drink that first cup of coffee so that it can function properly. You only have one body, so take care of it, and keep it healthy! 🙂

Personal Health

Bridgette~

Our Personal Health


It’s early Sunday morning and I am awake per my usual time. I am always amazed at myself how bright eyed I can feel in the early morning hours. The best time of the day if you ask me my opinion. There will be no solid food for me today, only clear liquids, coffee, tea, and perhaps some broth as I get ready to prepare myself for a scheduled colonoscopy exam early Monday morning.

No, I am not excited. I guess I have reached the age where these types of exams will be necessary to check for cancers. Yearly breast exams have been part of the routine for years now. The only thing good about this upcoming exam that I can see for now is the fact that I will be traveling back to my former town and staying with my children. So a nice visit will be a plus.

The whole point of this blog is this, our personal health needs not to be neglected. Whether we realize it or not, our health, is really all we have. No fame, nor fortune, can ever replace it. I was once told, that if money can fix all your problems then you really have no problems. That statement, is very true.

Our personal health, is our own responsibility. Now this statement by myself of course, is what I believe. Their are so many obstacles, distractions, unfit advisors, telling us otherwise, that we need to pay attention, and make our own wise decisions. We know our own bodies better than any doctors out there, and from my own personal experience, it seems doctors just want to fix us with some type of magic pill.

I am not suggesting that all medication is bad. I am just suggesting that we need to know what works for us. I personally, prefer mother nature over any pharmaceutical company because for one, for every man made pill out there, there is some type of side effect as well. I have seen so many people take a pill for one thing, and then have to take anther pill to relieve the side effects of the original pill. 😦 By the time its all said and done, you are left taking a hand full or more of pills throughout the day.

Do your own research. Get to know your body and find out what works and doesn’t. If you think the government and big corporations want you to be healthy, take a good look around. Go to Wal Mart and tell me what you see first! As I mentioned in my previous blog, A Battle For Our Health, see link, https://hardtobemeinoklahoma.com/2021/08/27/a-battle-for-our-health/ it shouldn’t cost us more to eat healthy, but it does. Healthier choices in food, shouldn’t be hard to find. It’s like you have to wade through all the crappy unhealthy choices and pay a higher price for the healthy ones. Why is this?

Here’s a thought!

Because no one is making any money if we are healthy!

So get out there, and take care of yourself. Get to know what works best for you. Make sure you get those necessary health screens even when you don’t want to. It is a lot easier to get a handle on a small problem before it turns into a bigger one.

I am by no means a Doctor, so everything here, is just for your awareness and based on my own personal experience. We only have one life, so please take care of yourself!

Personal Health

Bridgette~

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The Power of Being Offset


Their are often times in my life that I find myself in a troubling space whether it be physical, mental, emotional, or spiritual. You know what I am talking about, the kind of space in the mind where everything gets all jumbled up and mixed up due to perhaps some bad choices or some type of neglect. For me its like a dirty house, neglected, clothes dropped on the floor, dishes piled in the sink, dust built up on the book shelf.

How I arrived at this point usually is almost shear lack of motivation, or like I mentioned above, bad choices. All these things in my life that eventually get put off, or done incorrectly, or piled up in the corner, eventually spill over into this sense of overwhelming impending disarray of emotional crisis. This awful dreadfulness like some kind of unplugged computer, eventually drains me.

Then it happens.

Something about being offset eventually snaps me like a rubber band out of the overwhelming chaos. I wake up and start cleaning house. The feeling of being offset motivates me to reset! I notice my focus is no longer hazy or lazy per say, and I am able to recognize with a clearer picture where I went wrong.

I find myself wanting to do better, be better, feel better. Be all I can be. It’s like knowing your mother is coming to visit in a matter of hours, so you start putting everything in its place, dust the bookshelf off, wash the dishes, and clean out the toilet bowl.

When all this cleaning house is done, I find something amazing has happened to my internal self, and that instead of feeling rotten to the core, I am refreshed and come out smelling like a rose. The energy that was once lost, is now recharged. Everything is feeling amazingly good, and well.

The sun is now shining bright in my life, the birds are chirping, and a sense of peace is now fulfilling. My observation of this whole process leads me to this one conclusion about life. If there was no darkness in our lives, then perhaps we would never truly appreciate the light. If we never made mistakes or bad choices then perhaps we would never truly grow as people.

Today, I can truly say, that I am thankful for the mistakes in my life, the bad choices I’ve made, the laziness that motivated me, to be better than I was perhaps even yesterday. Perhaps all these messed up things and bad feelings, have put me on a much clearer path to a brighter place. Even more so, even though I have those horrible days of depression there is this one thing I hold onto, THIS TOO SHALL PASS!

Thank you for reading,

Just thoughts

Bridgette~

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Freedom From Fear


I lived in fear all my childhood life. Fear of being hit, fear of dropping my fork at the dinner table and being back handed, fear of what might come next. Living in fear was not really living at all. Fear was something I could not see, but I could definitely feel it in my whole being, everyday. The amount of fear that laid inside me, caused my heart to weaken under the stress over the years.

Today, I see so many people in the world, living in fear as well. The fear of catching the Corona Virus, fear of losing their jobs, their health insurance, their livelihood. Living in fear of the known and the unknown is almost a constant in our lives. Fear can be almost paralyzing, and it can also be stimulating.

Living in fear as a child, I was almost paralyzed to live. Sure I had a few good moments, but looking back, I really did not enjoy much of anything to speak of. It wasn’t until I was sixteen years old, when the overwhelming fear of living in fear built up inside me, and began to unravel. Suddenly I realized I had two choices. To live or to die.

The physical and emotional pain of fear was so intense that dying seemed to be the best option. For years, I just wanted to die. I honestly thought that this was a way of life because I had nothing in my life to compare it to. Little did I know that living was just on the other side of my fears.

To this day I do not know what caused me to get up and stand up for myself one day, except for the fact that my mind somehow told myself that if I was going to die anyway, I might as well give it a good fight. So I did. And something amazingly happened.

Call it a flash of light, a spark of hope, a new unfolding freedom. Suddenly all this fear that I had inside me about dying changed and created a new path to the living. The fear immediately shrunk and dissipated. My whole life now lay in front of me, like a tree extending its branches to reach the sunlight. I could breathe, something so simple that I had been doing all along, but yet now was no longer heavy it was now appeasing.

I still have some fears today. Some of my fears are real and some of them are just fears that I create. Some of my fears are still paralyzing as I felt not to long ago being at the top of a ladder. I could not move, literally. Standing there with my hands gripped so tightly to the sides of this ladder, and crying, all I could envision was me falling. Once again, I considered my options. To live or to die. So with a deep breath, I began to move, and I managed to get down safely to my freedom.

My hope today, is that we can all examine our fears and begin to move. Nothing is more paralyzing than staying stuck in fear and not really living. We do have choices if we just recognize them. Beauty is in life, and so therefore, my choice today is to live.

I want to live, don’t you?

I am a survivor!

Just thoughts

Bridgette~

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What Lies Beneath


One of the most difficult parts of my life tends to lie underneath the surface. It wasn’t until my later years when a psychiatrist explained to me that all the emotional pain in my life has a tendency to cause actual physical symptoms of being unwell. I have been told that your body remembers. Your body remembers trauma, certain times of the year when you experienced the trauma, even certain times of the day. Both emotional and physical symptoms are intertwined.

I am in no way a professional on this subject matter, I am not a medical doctor nor a psychiatrist. I can only tell you from my own personal experiences what all this means to me. I absolutely believe it. It is not something I wish on anyone. For me personally, being sick to my stomach, feeling terrible on the inside with no means of explaining why, has literally been a challenging part of my life.

For example, I did not write anything yesterday, because after a brief visit with my mother and grandmother, I began to feel physically ill. I became so ill in fact that I had to lay down for most of the afternoon. The day went by and my face became flush and my husband could literally see that I was not well. I am still feeling the physical pains in my stomach this morning and I am hoping this will all go away soon.

What does a visit from my mother have to do with anything you might be asking. Well, in my younger years my mother was a practicing alcoholic. She would come at me with hateful remarks about how I reminded her of my dad who use to beat her when they were together. I remember specifically one day when she came home from the bar and tackled me down to the ground because I was washing dishes and she accused me of taking over her house. Now this might have happened over 30 years ago, but trust me, my body still remembers. My mind still remembers.

My mother and I’s relationship has been on and off over the years, and is now mending, so I found it astonishing to realize yesterday and today, what all is going on with me physically even now after the immediate trauma has past. I find it personally saddening to forgive someone and to try to move forward only to have the physical symptoms raise their ugly heads and want to hold me back. Now mind you, my mother was not the worst case I had to deal with growing up, my father on the other hand, was by far the worst of them all. So, to sit here and realize at this very moment, that if I were to ever physically see my father, I might need to mentally prepare myself for what might happen to my overall well being.

Perhaps all this is just a fluke. Perhaps all this is a coincidence you might be thinking. Well perhaps, maybe. But this is not the first time this has happened. This has happened to me so much in my life, that my heart is weakened, and my immune system is low. I have been diagnosed with fibromyalgia. I suffer with severe headaches. I have weakened bones. The list goes on.

I am fortunate to have good days. These are the days that when I feel okay, I literally look like a mad woman attempting to complete anything and everything and can practically overwork anyone because I utilize those days to my advantage. I self consciously know that time is of the utmost importance because eventually I will be overwhelmed with some sort of sickness, or pain, or depression and I will become no longer functional. Some days the sickness will last just a day, other times it may last a week or more.

I am curious to know if there are others out their like me. Do you suffer from physical unexplained illnesses and pain? Does it tend to happen during certain times of the days, months, years, when childhood trauma occurred?

Our minds and emotions are powerful things for this I know for certain. I am like an onion with so many unpeeled layers that even my own mind doesn’t recognize these certain events until the physical symptoms appear. What I wouldn’t give to know these timelines for I could better prepare myself. It is a mystery to me to what lies beneath..

Just thoughts

Bridgette~

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