Skip to main content

Healing: The Inside Out



The Inside Out
If two-thirds of Americans are over-weight; and ten percent of our gross product is made up of health-care. Yet, no one listens to a doctor, nutritionist or the like on how one would need to refrain from eating processed foods, reduce sugars, increase their plant-based foods in their daily consumptions, going for a daily stroll, as well having the proper daily water intake.

If we actually paid attention. And we took responsibility for how we individually treat the inside of our bodies. That ten percent in expenses for health-care would probably go down. We would have more funds to help ourselves in other areas of life. Imagine having more funds for your child’s clothing, new birthday gift, new pair of walking shoes, that yoga lesson you always wanted to take. Perhaps, taking that online class or getting that degree you’ve always wanted, but had to work too long to save for it.

It’s never too late. I’ve had clients in their eighties change their diets. They knew they were having a gluten-intolerance issue.  I had one client who I knew was a little too overweight, yet I said it to her once ten years before. And I never mentioned it again, because I knew her doctor already had spoken to her about it. She had replacement parts, and couple other autoimmune compromising conditions. One day she found out that one of her younger relatives had celiac disease.

Although the person was young, no underlying conditions and was lean as well as regularly active. They still had this condition that now they could no longer had any gluten products. This set my eighty year old client on a mission. She decided she wanted to see what it was like for the young relative, as well she wanted to know how to help them.  So, she began to realize over the next year or so, that she may have a sensitivity to gluten, although they’d always thought it was mostly a dairy issue with her.

One day, I noticed she seemed healthier. She’d lost weight. Finally, I said, “Wow, you seem like you’re doing better than you have in years.” She responded, “I think I am. I lost thirty pounds this year.” I asked, “Oh I see that.  How’d you do it? What changed?”  She replied, “…so, I went gluten free eleven months ago.” I remarked, “That is amazing. I never thought you would.” She then elaborated on how her relative had the issue and it made her re-think her diet.

I had suggested it to her a couple years before, then I let the subject drop. It had been the cookies, pie and cakes she was eating too often that made her sluggish. That’s what I noticed the most. She seemed more spry than she had been.  After some months as she had been developing other medical conditions within her body; I’m certain she would’ve been dead by now had she not made the changes, a little over a year ago. Medical conditions that she’d ran into last year, were resolved as if she were thirty years younger.  One thing I know, most of us die from the inside out.

The tissues we see as our skin on the outside will deteriorate with age and other exposures. However, the skin inside us surrounding our intestines, pericardial sack and the like are aging even faster. And at times more than we know. Most of us also heal from the inside as well.---Jody-Lynn Reicher

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

2023 Holiday Letter from the Reicher's

Well, I didn't think I'd be doing a Holiday Letter this year, but here goes... The Spirit of Norm is in the air. As the wind whips with minus a true snowstorm.  In hopes the Farmers Almanac was correct, I pray to the snow gods. Rain ensued the month of December thus far. We have nearly tripled the amount of rainfall usual for December in New Jersey. And I've witnessed its treachery. Storms such as these hit us hardest in July. Then remained fairly intense through til about early October.  Our daughters are doing well, Thank God.  Their Dad would be proud of them. Our oldest Sarah, now a Junior at UCLA pursuing her degree in Chemical Engineering. She's digging the whole California scene. Which I thought it was for her. She's had some good traveling on her off times from school. For her March 2023 week off, she drove her and a few friends out to Lake Tahoe and went downhill skiing for a first in nearly 5 years. She had to rent the ski equipment.  Funny enough when ...

She's Not Exactly Betty White

She? Yes, she is not exactly Betty White. Nibbles is cute and funny, though. She's one of our two bunnies now nearing 100 years old. She at times appears to need a wheeled walker absolutely, with tennis balls. But instead, I've now spotted her, little rugs covering our living room to dining room floors. Not too many of them, for she would think she was close to a litter box and then there'd be a big mess.  Right now, I'm working mostly remotely. This allows for me to check on her four times a day. Too, I've made my office temporarily in our dining room.  And thank God for all that. Because I have to make certain her right leg that can no longer function as part of her hopping mechanics to get around, does not get hung up on the side of the litter box. I have to clean her hay excursions, she cannot always control her hay poops, never mind her bladder. That's where my excessive laundry loads have headed. No big deal. I barely use the dryer. I have a drying rack a...

Balloons Are Amazing

Especially the ones that have helium in them. Balloons for some reason seem to be a sign of happiness. I remember as a child when our family would go to the annual Fireman’s Picnic near Labor Day weekend. It was an annual event put on by the volunteer fire department my dad belonged to. I can’t remember what I loved the most about it. Yet, I could say the helium balloons were in the top three items at that celebration of sorts for me. The hamburgers were a gift from God. Not the kind of food I saw regularly, because it was once a year. I can’t recall any other time I’d eaten a hamburger at home. We could afford chicken. We’d eaten squirrel, which had actually been shot by one of my dad’s friends when firing of what I believe was a BeeBee gun. And venison was had when one of my dad’s friends hit a deer with his late 1960’s early 1970’s suburban vehicle in Maine, totaling it of course. Too, for a few summers we’d received massive amounts of blue fish for free. It’s still my favorite food...