Life brings its joys and its challenges at all ages. Even though it's hard for me to realize, I am officially elderly, some might say very elderly at the ripe old age of 81. With this station in life comes some physical challenges unlike any before.
Systems go haywire. Doctors get stumped. Pains become frequent visitors. Slogging on becomes mandatory, unless one just gives up and fades softly into the night. I don't plan on giving up. I know I have more to do here.
Currently my weird body problems include high parathyroid hormone, therefore bones thinning and infusions needed; swallowing problems and occasional Heimlich maneuvers needed; my immune system attacking my tongue, at least as a working hypothesis, while tests go on to verify what on earth is happening. The tongue thing is new, a few weeks, constant burning, coated plus with white rings, super odd. Today 14 vials of blood at the lab to test for just about everything imaginable. Should be interesting. A biopsy on the list for soon.
Okay, maybe my body is complaining and in need of more TLC than usual. Maybe the Keto diet our doctor put us on is not loved by my body. Maybe the stress we've been under struggling to get our prosperity restored is taking its toll. Or maybe I'm just getting old.
All this leads me to say, take care of your body, your spacesuit that gives your soul the opportunity to learn and grow and flower here on earth. It is a beautiful, magical thing. This morning's egg is transformed into skin and bone and organs. Last night's dream may tell you about some door you need to open, as if a message from another dimension. You may fill with love and compassion and marvel at beautiful sunsets and ancient redwood trees. All of it requires your body. Love it, take care of it, keep it in tune for the grand adventure of life on earth.