Tuesday, February 12, 2013

A Little Lighter...

So many times I have heard the phrase, "you are what you eat" but I have never really truly understood what it really meant..until recently.

All of my life I have battled with being food healthy and in High School I was diagnosed with Irritable Bowel Syndrome. Those who have been told that they have this same thing will understand the difficulties of having it. The doctors continued to change my medications...which literally led to messy situations. They finally gave up and basically said, "we don't really know what is going on." Oh good I thought...this is what we pay you for?... So needless to say I learned to deal with the constant pain and for lack of better words...constipation. No joke...before going on trips my family would have to wait for me in the car for about 40 minutes so I could try to do my business. Many of my youth days...when our youth group would go on trips... I would find myself in a gas station bathroom...and the whole van load of crazy teens waiting on me. This became a way of life..and I tolerated it. I have tolerated it so much that about 2 years ago I started to develop a pain in my stomach. This pain continued to get worse... and it started to hurt when I would lay on my stomach. I continued to tell myself it was nothing until about a little over a month ago. I needed to move a microwave from one side of the kitchen...well when I went to lift it... I kneeled over in so much pain I could barely stand straight up. I finally decided that it was time to go to a doctor. Little did I know that I would soon find out I was allergic to food... literally! It was the end of the world as I sat in the doctors office as she named the food: corn, grains, rice, yeast, wheat, egg whites (moderately allergic. The next sentence was the worst... "I am putting you on the GAPS diet." Oh dear LORD... I thought... What is this crazy diet... I mean really The GAPS diet?... Well it was exactly what I didn't want to hear.. You can't have potatoes, bread, pasta, cookies, cake...HOW AM I GOING TO SURVIVE?!!! There goes my Little Debbies, pizza... SUSHI...SWEET SUSHI!!! I thought my life was over... but little did I know...my life had just began.

*Confession #1:... I am a survivor... of what you ask...well this little bit of information that I am about to give to you was something that took me days to mentally process...I honestly could not believe for one minute what the doctor said to me... You have parasites! EXCUSE ME... come again?! Listen to me... I am not a garden... gardens have parasites... I am a human being for goodness sakes! After I let the shock of this horrible news soak in my doctor gave me some stuff to kill the parasites. I am proud to announce that all of my parasites will be gone soon! And well yes... they are being passed through well... we don't need to go any further.

*Confession #2:...This confession is kind of an embarrassment to me because it is unbelievingly crazy how far I had really let myself go. All my life I feel like I have served others and I am grateful that God has allowed me to do this but in the long run... I have failed to take care of myself. I started coming to the realization that how can I fully care for someone when I can't totally care for myself. As of January 21, 2013 I weighed in at 205lbs. It startled me to see that number on the scale... I can't believe that I have allowed myself to get to that point. With discouragement comes encouragement and as of today February 12, 2013 I weigh 190 lbs. In less than a month I have dropped 15 lbs!

This goes on to say...as I was saying earlier you are what you eat. It was nothing for me to run to a local fast food joint to grab something quick for dinner. I was literally eating myself to death. My body has been made up of nothing but garbage. I am starting to feel whole...and the best part is that I have no more pain in my gut. I am starting to feel better about myself and about my life. I continue to pray that I can stay focused and be self disciplined! 



Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Oh BABY!

The morning of October 6th was a looooong morning...One of my girls named Amanda woke me up at 3:30...I said a little prayer, "dear God please oh please don't let it be that her water broke." I was relieved when she told me that she was having contractions. I thought to myself...okay contractions I can handle this.. I was up with Amanda until about 7am...helping her breath through the pain...trying all different techniques of how to help her get through the pain. She finally fell asleep around 8am. I went back to bed myself...praying that she could hold off a couple more days until another houseparent was on duty. I knew in my mind that there would be no way that she could hold that baby in for two more days.  

At around 10:30am I heard from my bedroom "MISS KENDRA!!!!!" Oh great I thought...here we go...baby on the way... sure enough her water had broke! She and I got everything together as fast as possible and jumped into the van. Living in the country I am learning that a country mile is way different than a city mile. It took us nearly 40 minutes to get to the hospital. I kept telling Amanda to breath...and she kept yelling, "those breathing techniques are so overrated!"

Everything seemed to go so fast once we got to the hospital. Amanda freaked out a little when she found out that she had to have a c-section...but she kept telling me not to leave her. My heart broke...I looked around...and thought... this girl has no one here...her father wasn't there...her mother wasn't there...the baby's dad wasn't there. I looked at her and said, "where am I going to go, I am here for you." I couldn't imagine being 17 and laying in a hospital bed...and the only person there to comfort her is someone who she had only known for a month.  I never left her side... in fact they let me go back with her during the c-section.

I think that this is cool...you on the other hand...may not. At one point the doctor made an incision and blood splattered over the curtain...and well...got on my robe =)... The doctor then told me to look over the curtain... at that moment they were pulling baby from mommy... OH WOW OH WOW!!!! AMAZING!!! My whole world stopped in those moments. It was amazing!  The doctor took my phone from me and went to take a video of baby Chloe. I wish I could share that video with you... but for security reasons I can't.

After all was said and done... In the recovery room Amanda looked at me and told me that I was like the big sister that she could never find. I thanked God that in the short month that I had been there...Amanda saw me like that. It was such a blessing for me to be a part of!


Right before the C-Section