Category : Health

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I’ve been sick this week and today I’ve been mostly sleeping in my bed. I woke up in the evening and checked my phone, only to notice it was a little hard to read the text on my phone. My vision was a little off, kind of like when you stand up too quickly and feel like everything is swimming around. It was sort of like a zigzag structure coming from the right periphery of my vision down towards the center of my vision. This YouTube video is not exactly what I saw, but the shape and orientation of the zigzag is exactly the same! It was much more subtle than the rainbow/black color in the video. The outline of the zigzag was very shiny and glittery and flashing. Where the zigzag was, it made my vision kind of cloudy and hard to see, as if you just woke up and rubbed your eyes. It must have gone away in 10 minutes and everything was back to normal again. So strange!

At first I thought I was having a retinal detachment because of the flashing I was seeing. I closed one eye and then the other but it didn’t go away so it was in both eyes (not likely to be a retinal detachment). Luckily I’ve had patients before who described to me what their ocular migraines looked like. Had I not been aware, I think I would have seriously freaked out way more than I did.

Apparently migraines can be commonly caused by congested sinuses. I’ve been super congested recently so that makes sense!

I usually don’t make new year’s resolutions for myself anymore because I never follow through with them. I might want to give it a try this year only if I can think of some resolutions that are more realistic and easily attainable. Big, general goals without little markers for improvement are just too overwhelming.

Live a less stressful life. Not only is my life already stressful, I am also so easily stressed out…a recipe for mental and even bodily pain. My body hurts and I can just feel my well-being deteriorating. @_@ I need to do what I can to lessen the stress, and there are a few things that are not exactly easy but really doable.

  • Allot an extra 15-30 minutes so that I don’t have to stress out about being late. This may need to be in conjunction with sleeping earlier or sacrificing for some sleep deprivation a few times.
  • Start things early. I need to start making smaller timelines, and more frequent or earlier deadlines.
  • Take deeper breaths. When anxiety hits, just take deeper breaths.
  • Get a massage quarterly.

Lead a cleaner life. The physical clutter does disrupt my state of mind. It also adds to my stress when I can’t find something or I’m relocating a pile on the bed to the floor just so I can go to sleep.

  • Spend just 30 minutes a day picking a few things up as a mental break from work.
  • Spend just 1 hr a week doing laundry instead of having to do multiple loads after being backed up.
  • Get ready for bed by 10pm. Most of the time there’s no need to eat after 10pm anymore.

Do you have any goals or resolutions for the year?

Soup kitchen update; I decided to volunteer for morning shifts instead and I’m much happier with my duties. ^_^ The others who were there for community service hours (issued from court) weren’t so happy with the endless chopping, but I love food prep so it was cool with me. It’s crazy to think we went from a few tomatoes to filling up a huge tub of diced tomatoes and onions for pico de gallo!

As I mentioned before, I look extremely young. This one girl, who I thought was in her 20s, revealed that she was 15 years old and was at the kitchen for probation and also went to rehab. I was shocked to find she was still a teenager, so I popped the big question of how old I look. Their thinking was, “Well if she is 15…you must be, like, 12.” LOL. When I revealed I was 23, that was when I realized most of the people around me were still teenagers but looked much older than me…

The boyfriend is back in the U.S.! It feels weird that he’s back to living 5 minutes away from me again. It still feels like he’s still overseas on his vacation. The month that he was away felt like I suddenly didn’t have a boyfriend anymore since I stopped seeing him or going out on dates with him completely for a month. I thought I’d go crazy in my loneliness without him, but I guess I’ve been keeping myself productively busy so I am in the same state as I was before he left…don’t worry. You don’t have to picture a shrunken and sickly Kim. I am ok. Haha.

(Random health note just for my own reference: at first my left arm felt like it was mildly sprained or something because it would hurt to extend my arm all the way. Then after about a week it went away and now my ring finger of the same arm is sore/hurts when moved far back. Weird. Hopefully that goes away just like my arm pain did. And the back of my left jaw hurts when I yawn too widely…it’s kinda going away though after maybe a week although I’m not so sure yet. What’s with these random pains??? @_@ lol. I may not look old but I feel old.)

And I leave you with the extremely friendly black cat that I pet each time when I go out for a run in my neighborhood! And yes this is the same one that bit me that one day…but I think that was the one time I might have accidentally brushed against his belly and set him off. I’m much more careful and aware of my exposed flesh when petting him now *sweatdrop*

Black Cat

When it comes to exercise & me, there are just a two lame rules that I have to abide by!

  1. I cannot eat anything for at least 4 hours before I start running. If I do, I get the worst side cramps.
  2. I cannot drink liquids for at least 30 minutes before I run. Even 2 sips of water gave me bad side cramps. I know. So what I do is drink a ton of water at the beginning of the half hour mark and then pee it all out before I go running half an hour later.

I did not discover these things until this year! That would explain ALL of those times when I would dread having to run in P.E. classes. I went through my entire life, dreading P.E. during school. I hated it with a passion. I could have died of happiness when I finished my last year of P.E. in high school. :p I didn’t like physical exertion, but what I hated the most was how badly my sides would hurt when I had to run. No matter how fast or slow I ran, they hurt so badly and I hated it.

Finally, I decided to play around with perhaps my eating and drinking before exercise, and whaddya know? I pinpointed it down to the exact hours that would prevent me from feeling side cramps. I wish I had known that much earlier – I wouldn’t have despised running so much – but I wouldn’t have been able to follow rule number 1 anyways. For some reason, I just had the worst of luck and I remember sometimes I would have P.E. right after lunch. Can you believe that? I always thought it was a crime that they would schedule anybody a P.E. class after lunch.

Now that I’m not actually forced to do any running at a certain time, I can control when I run and time it together with my eating/drinking. It’s a sucky thing because if I don’t plan in advance, I won’t be able to run if I eat even the smallest amount. The good thing is, it kind of controls the fact that I can’t eat junkfood in that time span. :p

Okay, I am such an animal lover. My family and boyfriend know this SO well. If anyone is walking their dogs, I nudge my boyfriend and say, “Puppies!” If a plump bird lands a few feet away, I will stare at it while I walk until I am well past it or it flies away. If I am walking around in the neighborhood and see someone’s cat lounging around, I will talk to it and coax it to come and be pet by me. Haha, I really do have a problem, don’t I? :D

It all stemmed from when I was a kid and wanted a pet SO badly. “Mom, can we get a dog?” “Mom, can we have bunnies?” The answer was always, no, no, and no! My mom’s a weird lady; she’s scared of even the cutest animals. Furry warmth does not appeal to her and animal dirtiness certainly doesn’t either. On top of that, they’re a huge responsibility and hassle. I could never convince her to get some type of furry animal. As a kid I had higher hopes and would do tons of research on animals to show my mom I could take care of it. As I got older, I realized, “Dang, this lady ain’t budging.

I finally had the brilliant idea of convincing her to let me have pet birds. They are easier to care for, still adorably fluffy & cute, and my mom would never have to interact with them if she didn’t want to. Today, I have the most adorable but meanest cockatiel ever. He is SUCH a weirdo and downright vicious sometimes, but he’s too cute to hate and really does act like a dog sometimes. :p

Well, anyways, I thought my bird was vicious. Well, he is. But his beak is not much of a problem. He can crack through sunflower seeds in a split second, but his nips are nothing compared to a furry animal bite. This realization did NOT come to me until I was bitten by a cat the other day. Like I said, I go around terrorizing neighborhoods and petting cats everywhere (exaggeration, but you get what I mean). There is one cat a few houses down from mine that is soooo friendly. I call to it, and it will come to be pet. It will leap into your hand and arch its back to put more force into your petting, while purring all at the same time. SO CUTE!

Ehh…but the other day I must have pet it the wrong way – most likely brushing against its side or belly – which set it off and it bit my arm. T_T Waaaaah. I don’t blame the cat for it, but I was given a scare after that! My arm gradually got really swollen and doing research online about cat bites is NOT fun stuff. Luckily my bite just broke the surface of my skin. If you ever get a deep bite and/or puncture wounds – wash it really well and go to the doctor ASAP. You might get really infected and might lose your finger or whatever. *sweatdrop* Here’s a good reference site.

Apparently cats have a lot of bacteria in their mouths that could be really harmful to you if they get into your blood stream (which is why puncture wounds are really dangerous). I think I am allergic to cat saliva, which is why my arm got even more swollen. After a day though, it went down and all is well now. You’re supposed to keep an eye on how you feel for a few days. If you notice bad signs, that’s really not good and you gotta get your butt to the doc asap. -.-

*sighs* I might hold off on petting outdoor cats for a while until I get health insurance again to be safe. Or at least be on guard.

P.S. I still love cats and furry creatures.