How could I possibly know about self-care, I mean, I am just like you!

Let's rewind for a minute! 

Let's take it back to the year of 1995. I was an seven-year-old third grader who stood up in Bible study and… had a seizure. This was the beginning of something new.  

 As I start to look back and reflect on how all of the self-care talk came about for me, I  immediately (well not so immediately, this is took a little digging and self reflection if you will) went back to the beginning. But, I am taking it back to when my world seemed to change a little bit. After that fateful day, passing out and convulsing in front of a room full of my peers, then came the tests, the medicine and a new sense of awareness.

A few years would pass before my next incident, but this time I was in middle school,  A little older now, a little more embarrassed, but much more aware. This time is different however, this time I understood that something was happening to my body. I became hyper aware of sensations in my body and I could tell when something was about to transpire. I remember it pretty clearly, I believe I was in science class (probably watching Bill Nye the Science Guy) sitting in the second row next to one of my good friends.  I looked over at her and said I think I'm going to have a seizure. That was the last of that, it happened in front of everyone… Again. By this time I knew what to expect, this didn't seem to happen often, however I seem to always be cautious and aware because I was one of the lucky ones who got an aura around my seizures. I could tell when they were coming.

I remember telling my mom that I didn't want to take the medicine anymore I had taken myself off because I didn't like the way it made me feel. I'm still not the kind who likes to take medicine.

 Over the years I would have a few more, but I was lucky enough to make it through highschool without any more grand mal seizures. I know I was still very aware of of my body and how it felt. It seemed like I was always scared of when it would happen next, so I had to make sure that I was taking care of myself. The things I knew triggered my seizures from previous experiences, seem to be stress related, not eating a good breakfast, and lacking sleep. These things blended together seem to be a mixture I just couldn't handle.  

 After all the tests I was never given an answer as to why this would happen to me. This has always left me with a sense of wonder. I have since been fascinated with the human brain and how it works, I guess because it's happened to me without answers and has been left a mystery.

It wouldn't be until my first year of college at Baylor University that the seizures would strike again. I decided to donate blood for the first time in my life. I marched on over to the donation bus, I lay back in the bed and the blood started coming out. I guess I made a mistake by looking at the bag of blood sitting next to me (oops!) I looked up at the nurse and said, "I'm going to pass out", and then proceeded to seize. You see when I seize I go all out, (I've never been known to only do things halfway so it's only fitting). I, of course lost control of my bladder and had to walk across my college campus with wet pants. Talk about embarrassing! Lucky for me it was after most of the classes had let out and the campus was pretty empty. But again, no answers. So another two years would pass without incident. Until… My senior year, I went to volunteer in a hospital for my senior project and had a seizure in a patient's room not once… But twice! I then became a patient in the next room and they again started me on medicine, and tried to take away my drivers license. That was't happening! But, this is where I think it all began thinking I have got to take care of myself. I am now still super aware of my body and feelings and I'm extra careful to keep stress under control and of course making sure I'm eating healthy meals, but I'm a mom so how much rest can I actually get, right?

 So I write all of this to say that my journey of self-care really began at a super young age. I didn't ask for it, but it was something that was handed to me, something I had to learn to deal with.  So as humans do, I adapted to it.

There are many things in this world we cannot control, but the one thing we can control is how we treat our body. We can be aware of what we need, and how we feel. So listen to your body, it knows exactly what you need.

 If you have no idea where to begin, let's hop on a call and get you pointed in the right direction.