Cause I want to.
So, I told myself I wasn’t going to blog about this. In fact, I said, I would not write about this until enough time had passed for other to notice a difference and then I’d go from there. Make the choice then if I would write about it or not. Even mentally wrote the sentences I’d use to explain why I didn’t want to blog about it but since so many months had passed….blah blah blah.
But whatever it’s my blog and I’ll write if I want to.
So. There is this new trend. Plexus. It’s not really a trend but a new product that is making its way around. If you haven’t heard of it, don’t feel bad. I hadn’t either until I heard my friend, Mandi, story. So, after hearing her story, I begin to think and research. It’s a diet thing, that is supposed to help heal your body and help lose unnecessary fat. I really don’t understand the science of it, but I really read about it. The side effects and the risk. Then I decided. It would be worth the try. It’s expensive. I won’t lie. But after two weeks on it. I’m very glad I made the investment. No. I haven’t lost a single pound that I know of. But it’s okay if I don’t. Because I have had my energy boosted in a way that I’m just thankful for.
The proof is in the pudding. First I have to tell you how it was before. I’d roll out of bed at 7:40-ish in the morning. After the alarm going off at 6:30 am and rolling in and out of bed to get Haylie up; so she could get herself ready for school. I’d lay in bed watching the back of my eyelids/the news and answer any question she had. I’d see her feed the dogs and get on the bus. Then I’d trudge up the stairs and find myself in my computer chair where I’d play, write, blog on the computer until the boys woke up. If they woke up between 8-9 am I’d barely make it to get their sippy cups and diaper changes. I’d let them lay on the couch and continue to be on the computer. Now I’m not saying I neglected them in any way. It was just really hard to get going. If they needed something it would wipe out any energy I had tried to build up. By 11, I’d look at the time feel really bad and guilty that it was already 11; my day a good chunk gone and nothing was done. I’d do my best to make breakfast for everyone or at least the boys and do at least one chore that needed to happen. Most of the time the bed rooms would be completely neglected as far as being weekly cleaned. I’d do enough that there was a wide walk way in case of an emergency. I know what a bad light this shines on me. But you have to know that it was all I had to keep the living room clean; dishes washed and my boys out of danger. By the time Haylie would get home from school by 4 pm I would be completely wiped out. My mood would be shot. I’d order Haylie to complete her homework as quickly as possible so she could go play with her brothers. I’d then just try to not be angry–with myself, the destructiveness of the boys, the failures of the house to stay clean, with the world, ect, ect. –Then I’d have to find the energy to make supper and hope to load the dishwasher again. By time Phil would get home, I’d be wiped out, frustrated and ready for bed.
Why the lack of energy–Hypothyroidism. A stupid medical condition that means my body does not regulate itself well enough. (In a nutshell.) My body is so lethargic by its own nature that taking care of my family was stressful and annoying. It sounds like I’m a bad person, but when your own body won’t let you take care of the people you love. It makes it so hard .
So I decided to do it. I was going to get the pink drink and try it for 30 days to see if it was worth it. Well two weeks in and I can say it was. No, I haven’t lost weight. But I wasn’t doing it for that. My energy has been increased ten fold. Maybe a hundred fold, but I don’t want to sound like I’m exaggerating. Now when my alarm goes off at 6:30 am. I’m able to get out of bed with ease, because I feel well rested. I’m very happy that my sleep is so good. Then I get up with Haylie and while I’m on the computer to stay out of her way, I’m up for her. Not that she needs me, but I’m here for her. Once she goes, I’m still on the computer but that is to get my writing stuff taken care of first. I’ve been able to focus and get the 750 words done in 20 minutes or so (it would take me much longer before because of the lack of focus, energy). Once that is done by no later than 9 am I’m starting the day, eating breakfast, getting the boys up and doing their morning routines with them. I’m then diving into my daily jobs. The house, while still subject to the destructiveness of the boys, is looking better because I’m able to complete more than one task a day. Cleaning is still annoying but is easier. Then after all that cleaning in the morning. I’m still ready to go outside with the kiddos and watch them play and chase them without feeling like I’m going to fall over and sleep. I do nightly clean up in the kitchen. I’m able to really just get into it. Be able to clean. Not a zombie at the end of the day. For example, yesterday, I took the kids to the dentist, when I got home, I wasn’t exhausted. I then was able to do some chores and then go outside and play, dance, be silly and have fun with the kids. Then I came in and cooked supper did some more work and then still had energy to be. Because the plexus is helping with the thyroid problem, my body and hormones are more stable and that is making it easier to live life.
I’m singing the praises of a powder that I mix with water. There has been no ill side effects. There has only been good. The first few days I was on it I had a bit of a detox headache, but that is gone too. I even think my allergies have been benefited because I’m not having so many breathing/sinus/allergy issues as I was three weeks ago. If you are interested more in this. I encourage you to do your own research and if you are going to buy contact my friend. She sells it from : http://mandioliver.myplexusproducts.com
But I’m just so thankful that I was able to find something that is helping me be a normal human being again. I’m not just a zombie moving from thing to thing. I’m actually enjoying my life again, cause I get to be a participant.