Friday, February 2, 2018
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
So, you wanna do a Juice cleanse? Wanna give your sorry ol' liver a little break? Wanna wipe the slate clean and start over? You may want to read this first!!!
I just finished my third Juice Cleanse. I feel like I've kind of got this thing down by now but, man oh man, I could've used some pointers my first time around!!!
Here are 10 helpful tips from a girl who's been there and done that:
1. Grab a friend. Everything is easier when done alongside a friend! Believe me, you will want someone who is in the trenches with you. Someone you can ask questions to and commiserate with. Errr...I mean, celebrate with! When its over.
2. Know before you "go". Seriously, why didn't the brochure warn me about the cabernet colored explosions I'd experience on Day 3 or the distinct changes in the shape, color and length of...well, you get the idea!! Also, plan to spend more time going #1 as well. Better yet, you may want to camp out in your bathroom for 3 days. Just kidding. Kind of.
3. Eat some real food already. Drinking nothing but juice for 3 days makes a girl extremely hangry!!! The first time I did my cleanse, I didn't eat a thing! I have no idea how I survived without biting my own arm off. The second and third time, I got smart! I took the advice in the brochure and added in whole, clean foods throughout my day. Roasted veggies, raw veggies, apples, berries, bananas, a few nuts here & there. Having something to sink my teeth into made all the difference between merely surviving and actually enjoying a cleanse. Well, maybe the word "enjoying" is a bit of a stretch!!
4. Get your rest.
5. Keep reminding yourself "it's only 3 days!" You can do anything for 3 days. Right?
6. Pamper yourself in other ways. Sauna and Epsom salt baths are suggested as additional detox tools but, maybe go a step further and get a facial or pedi to really take your mind off it. It does help.
7. Count your blessings. Some folks go to bed hungry nightly. Some don't have enough money for groceries at all. And a whole lot of people would say spending $100 on 3 days of juice is just plain cray-cray. So, embrace the fact that a.) you are capable of doing this physically & financially and b.) that you will eat regular food again. Sure puts things in perspective.
8. Avoid Food Network or any other food related shows or magazines while cleansing! Trust me on this.
9. Follow up with clean eating. A juice cleanse is a great way to jump start weight loss! I've lost up to 5 lbs doing them but, if you go back to your old ways, so will your waistline!
10. Pat yourself on the back. Better yet, print up a diploma that says "I can do hard things." Because you did. While you're at it, also print one up that says, "I am a Badass!" Because you are.
Good Job! You did it! Congrats! Your liver thanks you! You, my friend, are a rock star!
Wednesday, January 3, 2018
Saturday, December 23, 2017
Alzheimer's is a cruel disease. It takes folks to lunch and then robs them blind - of the memory of what they just ate. It takes them to a movie and then leaves them cold - sitting and wondering what the heck they just spent 2 hours watching. And even worse, it makes their own children seem like vague, distant relatives.
My sweet mama is one of the 5 million people in the US suffering from this awful, awful disease.
It has been difficult to watch my mom go from the bubbly, talkative, social, outgoing person she was (when I was growing up), to a mere shadow of her former self at times. Sometimes, she is unable to form words or sentences. Sometimes, she sleeps for an entire day. Most times, she recognizes her children and husband of 63 years but, is unable to call them by name.
As Alzheimer's progresses, it takes a lot from a person. But, the one thing it absolutely cannot grab hold of is the way that person feels about people and the way that others make them feel. You see, regardless of whether my mama knows my name on any given day, she knows I am someone she loves and someone who loves her back. The look in her gorgeous blue eyes and the smile on her perfect face when I walk in her room, tell me everything I need to know.
Some days she greets me with "Oh, I'm so happy to see you," "I'm so glad you are here" or "I thought you would never get here." It doesn't matter that she doesn't know my name. She knows I am someone she loves and enjoys seeing. Recently I showed her a photo of 7-year old me (because I know people with Alzheimer's often remember things from long ago) and she said, without hesitation, "That's my baby girl."
Sometimes when I sit with my mama, there is simply no need for words. She holds my hand in hers and runs her thumb along the edge of my hand. Just like she did when I was little and needed consoling. Often, she will tuck my hair behind my ear as we sit in silence. Just like she did for 7-year old me. It's moments like these that assure me that my mom is still here.
Alzheimer's may have stolen her memory of how to speak, her ability to perform daily activities or her physical strength to walk but, it will not take away my mama's heart. And, quite honestly, that's the part of her I want most.
"People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." - Maya Angelou
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Friday, January 8, 2016
Monday, October 19, 2015
My sweet mama has Alzheimer's. She has had the disease for close to 10 years but, just recently it has become full blown. A year ago, we moved her into a resident care facility because it had just become too much for my 80 year old father to take care of her on a daily basis.
After recently spending time with my sweet mama, I began to get a feel for what it must be like to live with Alzheimer's. I think it must be somewhat like living in a bubble. Never really experiencing life in 3D but rather looking through a blurred lens and never quite being able to grasp your reality. I got the feeling she didn't think her home was hers, but that it was hauntingly similar to hers. She would look out the window and say, "Do you see that house across the street? It's just like the one across from my house." Or as we would drive around our old neighborhood she'd say "I know I should remember this but I just don't. None of this has anything to do with me." There were also many times she would say things that made no sense - a sort of rambling or unrelated series of words.
My mom has difficulty walking. She has to hold onto something at all times. She can't walk very far before she is out of breath. I began to think that it probably feels like walking through one of those "fun houses" at an amusement park. Only, it is so NOT fun. I imagine it feels a lot like walking across a river on narrow log. You take every step ever so gingerly for fear of falling into the water. I've experienced that feeling a few times and cannot imagine going through every moment of my life like that.
It breaks my heart to watch my sweet mama, a once vibrant, optimistic, sunny- dispositioned lady become a mere shadow of her former self.
Mama no longer knows me by name but, I have to believe that she knows that I am someone who loves her and someone that she loves back. The smile that breaks out across her face when she sees me, the way she runs her fingers gently across my hands as we visit (like she used to when I was little), the way she lights up when we sing old songs together. All of these things assure me that my mama is still here - the most important part of her is still here with us - her heart.