Not sure where this post will end up but i'll rattle a bit and try to gather my tho'ts. (This is getting more common!)
I have a friend who has a condition in which her allergies cause her esophagus to "inflame". She won't realize how bad it is until a piece of food gets stuck. She's had at least 3 surgeries now to remove food that has gotten stuck and the scar tissue is becoming an issue. There is a surgery, last ditch effort kind of thing, that the doc told her has an EIGHTY-FIVE PERCENT MORTALITY RATE!!!!

(This friend is in her mid 40's.) She's rather rattled by the position in which she finds herself and my heart goes out to her. BUT, (i'm truly not judging but "analyzing" maybe?) today at potluck she was talking about it and how she's supposed to eat AS WE'RE HAVING POTLUCK. Her plate was piled high with, imo, tough food to eat when you AREN'T having esophagus problems. She said she figured the food at potluck is a blessing and a time of fellowship so she wasn't going to worry about it. In MY mind i'm thinking she's sabotaging herself or in denial or just plain out of control!
As is always the case, i turn the magnifying glass back towards myself to see how much *I* sabotage myself consistently! I am really working on trying to rein myself in and keep on track. Am i not feeding any health issues that might be going on by how i eat? and am i not getting ready for the wheelchair by not exercising? I'm no different than my sweets-loving diabetic hubby or my friend with the rotting esophagus. Things have got to change!
I guess that's just a message to myself, eh?!
