When i was admitted to hospital they weighed me in my clothes whilst i sat in a scales chair. I was at 92kg, so reckon 91 would be a more accurate weight.
Today i weighed 83.4 kg, some 9 days later. My belly has disappeared. To give you a visualisation, have you ever seen a drinker who is quite thin but has a prominent beer belly poking out the front? That is the fluid retained by a dysfunctional liver.
that fluid has now left its vessel, to such an extent that I struggling to get energy right now. I am trying to eat more - i can only handle small portions - but spreading it out through the day.
I am not nervous, anxious or stressed out by the phone ringing. I find myself calm. After all, I have been through a major operation before and I came out still ill but still fighting. They threw everything but the kitchen sink at me then and so I don't think this could be as traumatic as then. Besides i can deal with it.
Think back to moments in your life in which you were totally happy and fulfilled. Psychologist defined it as the mental state of operation in which the person is fully immersed in what he or she is doing via a feeling of energized focus, full involvement, and success in the process of the activity.
Take a moment and fully contemplate the meaning of those words. Full immersion and full involvement. This is attention. A state of being conscious of every detail as it flows past.
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