As the grass gets greener, the trees and flowers bloom, the days get longer we start to think of Spring Cleaning. Spring isn't just about cleaning out our houses, its also a great time to clean out the pantry and focus on ourselves both physically and mentally.
With warmer weather, we shed clothes some of us will feel uncomfortable doing so and others will gladly take it all off. Who are you? Are you tired of feeling crappy, tired of feeling the way you do? Do you want to be one of those that can take it off and feel good about it? I've posted before that Summer bodies are made in the winter. That is true . . . however it's not too late.
As you know, I had a life changing experience back in November. Not only did it change my perspective on life in general but it also changing me physically and mentally. I've struggled over the past few months knowing that I don't look or feel the way I use to. I know have a huge scar that I know will never go away (yes, I realize that it is a minor thing but still hard to face), my core isn't what it use to be and my cravings are as bad as they've ever been. I have zero will power to refrain from eating junk food and as a result I keep doing it and keep feeling worse. I've had to resort to sleeping pills which is so strange to me because I use to fall asleep within 5 minutes. So you may ask, what does this have to do with Spring Cleaning?
I've decided to do some mind and body spring cleaning and would love for you to join me, to help me stay accountable! I will be starting the Ultimate Reset on Monday, April 1st! I've completed it before and know how powerful these 21 days can be. I'm looking forward to getting off these pills and Resetting my body back to its original settings. During these 21 days, strenuous exercise is prohibited so I'll be focusing on mind/body classes such as yoga.
So, if you are ready to feel the best you ever have its time to take action and join me! Here's the best part, The Ultimate Reset is on sale right now so now you really have no excuses! I hope you will consider this and take a chance . . . you have nothing to lose! Msg me for details! www.myultimatereset.com/christinanish
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Life Changing Exeperience
Back in November I went in for minor surgery, so minor that I had planned on teaching classes that weekend. What happened seriously changed my life!
It was a Wednesday morning, I had just dropped off the kids at school and was waiting around until my surgery time. As you know, you can't eat so I was starving! I remember kissing Colby goodbye and being wheeled off feeling a little drowsy.
The next thing I remember . . . I opened my eyes and noticed that there was something in my throat, I went to move my hand and realized that I was strapped down to the bed. I looked around the room and noticed a clock on the wall but couldn't really see the numbers. The walls were a green color, I had a window, the blinds were closed a little but I could tell it was dark outside. I couldn't figure out what was going on. I couldn't speak or move so how was I going to get someone to come help me?
I started kicking the base of the bed, it took all of my might! A nurse came running in and turned off the alarms I had just set off and told me to calm down, that I couldn't be moving like that. She said I would be alright and was adjusting my medicine bag thing. She got a little close to me so I grabbed her hand. She jumped. I saw she was wearing a wedding ring so I grabbed it. She said I wasn't wearing a ring when I came in, I shook my head back and forth (saying no) and she finally figured out what I was asking for. . . . Colby! She said he had just left for a moment.
Colby walked in the room just a few moments later. I think he was surprised to see me awake. He came over, gave me kiss on the head and said I was going to be okay but that I needed to stop resisting the medicine and let it help me sleep. If I could do that, I would get the breathing tube removed tomorrow.
I wanted to know what was going on, what happened to me, why wasn't I at home? All I knew was that he was with me and that I needed to listen to what he said. He seemed to calm and put together. I tried to just sleep but I remember waking up a few more times that night.
The next morning, I could hear the Dr.'s and Colby talking. I tried to open my eyes but it was so hard. I could hear them talking about my blood work, my levels and my risk for having to go back into surgery. Then they were talking about what it would be like for me to have the breathing tube removed. It sounded unpleasant but I really wanted this thing out!
When it was time, I had opened my eyes. The nurse took the tube out, it felt like I was almost throwing up but it hurt so much more. My throat was raw! Then they had me do some breathing treatments and I had to relearn how to swallow. After about what seemed like 10 minutes I had to do this test where I blow into a tube, I had to hit a certain mark. Well, if you know me, you know that I was bound and determined to hit that mark. So . . . . I blew as hard as I could into this thing! Yes I hit that mark but then started coughing so hard. My stomach had been cut open so I wasn't really allowed to couch so they grabbed pillows and applied pressure to my stomach. Needless to say, they didn't make me do that test again.
After I was stable I was finally able to ask Colby what happened. I went in for minor endometriosis laperscopy procedure. As soon as they made their first incision they knew they had a major problem because they got a blood return. The Dr had hit my iliac Artery (major artery that goes to your legs). Luckily she knew what had happened, otherwise I could have bled out. I had to be life flighted to a different hospital that had one of the best Cardiothorasic Surgeons.
Colby had to say goodbye to me as I was air lifted away. At this point he didn't know exactly what had happened. My Dr. told him and then he was off driving to the other hospital. I was still asleep during all of this thus I don't remember it. He arrived at the hospital to be greeted by the Chaplin. I was being prepped for surgery. Dr. Hoang (Cardiothorasic Dr) came to talk to Colby. He didn't know much at this point because he hadn't seen the inside yet.
Obviously my surgery was a success because I'm still here and I'm writing this. :) When it was all said and done, I lost 4 pints of blood, was in the hospital for a week, had 57 staples and cut open from the top of my abdomen down to my previous c-section scar plus my c-section scar re-cut. I wasn't able do drive for 30 days and couldn't lift anything more than 10 pounds and that was pushing it.
At my 2 month check up with Dr. Hoang greeted me with so much love. He remembered me and Colby so well. I immediately started to cry. How do you repay or even begin to show your gratitude towards someone that literally saved your life? He cleared me to return to normal activity! He said that I was not the average person, that he never clears anyone that quickly to return to exercise. He credited it to my overall health and how fit I am. He said I was healing so much faster than normal (I credit this to Beachbody . . . Shakeology)!
I've learned so much about myself over the past few months. My family and friends gave me strength when I didn't have any. Colby was unbelievably strong, he managed to keep his cool and ensured the kids were his priority. My second mom, Mama Kathy came and helped us for 3 weeks. She ensured the girls were set for the day and took me to all my dr appointments which allowed Colby to work. My friends were there for us and provided us with meals and came to visit me when all I could do was lay in bed. Last but not least, I thank the lord for giving me the opportunity to come back and continue to be a mother to my kids, a wife, a friend, a daughter and the chance to just live life to the fullest!
It took me almost dying to realize that life is short. At any moment your life can change so appreciate all that you have. And know that your health plays an important factor in your life. I'm still here because my "work" is not done . . . My passion is to help others, I would love the chance to help you change your life!
It was a Wednesday morning, I had just dropped off the kids at school and was waiting around until my surgery time. As you know, you can't eat so I was starving! I remember kissing Colby goodbye and being wheeled off feeling a little drowsy.
The next thing I remember . . . I opened my eyes and noticed that there was something in my throat, I went to move my hand and realized that I was strapped down to the bed. I looked around the room and noticed a clock on the wall but couldn't really see the numbers. The walls were a green color, I had a window, the blinds were closed a little but I could tell it was dark outside. I couldn't figure out what was going on. I couldn't speak or move so how was I going to get someone to come help me?
I started kicking the base of the bed, it took all of my might! A nurse came running in and turned off the alarms I had just set off and told me to calm down, that I couldn't be moving like that. She said I would be alright and was adjusting my medicine bag thing. She got a little close to me so I grabbed her hand. She jumped. I saw she was wearing a wedding ring so I grabbed it. She said I wasn't wearing a ring when I came in, I shook my head back and forth (saying no) and she finally figured out what I was asking for. . . . Colby! She said he had just left for a moment.
Colby walked in the room just a few moments later. I think he was surprised to see me awake. He came over, gave me kiss on the head and said I was going to be okay but that I needed to stop resisting the medicine and let it help me sleep. If I could do that, I would get the breathing tube removed tomorrow.
I wanted to know what was going on, what happened to me, why wasn't I at home? All I knew was that he was with me and that I needed to listen to what he said. He seemed to calm and put together. I tried to just sleep but I remember waking up a few more times that night.
The next morning, I could hear the Dr.'s and Colby talking. I tried to open my eyes but it was so hard. I could hear them talking about my blood work, my levels and my risk for having to go back into surgery. Then they were talking about what it would be like for me to have the breathing tube removed. It sounded unpleasant but I really wanted this thing out!
When it was time, I had opened my eyes. The nurse took the tube out, it felt like I was almost throwing up but it hurt so much more. My throat was raw! Then they had me do some breathing treatments and I had to relearn how to swallow. After about what seemed like 10 minutes I had to do this test where I blow into a tube, I had to hit a certain mark. Well, if you know me, you know that I was bound and determined to hit that mark. So . . . . I blew as hard as I could into this thing! Yes I hit that mark but then started coughing so hard. My stomach had been cut open so I wasn't really allowed to couch so they grabbed pillows and applied pressure to my stomach. Needless to say, they didn't make me do that test again.
After I was stable I was finally able to ask Colby what happened. I went in for minor endometriosis laperscopy procedure. As soon as they made their first incision they knew they had a major problem because they got a blood return. The Dr had hit my iliac Artery (major artery that goes to your legs). Luckily she knew what had happened, otherwise I could have bled out. I had to be life flighted to a different hospital that had one of the best Cardiothorasic Surgeons.
Colby had to say goodbye to me as I was air lifted away. At this point he didn't know exactly what had happened. My Dr. told him and then he was off driving to the other hospital. I was still asleep during all of this thus I don't remember it. He arrived at the hospital to be greeted by the Chaplin. I was being prepped for surgery. Dr. Hoang (Cardiothorasic Dr) came to talk to Colby. He didn't know much at this point because he hadn't seen the inside yet.
Obviously my surgery was a success because I'm still here and I'm writing this. :) When it was all said and done, I lost 4 pints of blood, was in the hospital for a week, had 57 staples and cut open from the top of my abdomen down to my previous c-section scar plus my c-section scar re-cut. I wasn't able do drive for 30 days and couldn't lift anything more than 10 pounds and that was pushing it.
At my 2 month check up with Dr. Hoang greeted me with so much love. He remembered me and Colby so well. I immediately started to cry. How do you repay or even begin to show your gratitude towards someone that literally saved your life? He cleared me to return to normal activity! He said that I was not the average person, that he never clears anyone that quickly to return to exercise. He credited it to my overall health and how fit I am. He said I was healing so much faster than normal (I credit this to Beachbody . . . Shakeology)!
I've learned so much about myself over the past few months. My family and friends gave me strength when I didn't have any. Colby was unbelievably strong, he managed to keep his cool and ensured the kids were his priority. My second mom, Mama Kathy came and helped us for 3 weeks. She ensured the girls were set for the day and took me to all my dr appointments which allowed Colby to work. My friends were there for us and provided us with meals and came to visit me when all I could do was lay in bed. Last but not least, I thank the lord for giving me the opportunity to come back and continue to be a mother to my kids, a wife, a friend, a daughter and the chance to just live life to the fullest!
It took me almost dying to realize that life is short. At any moment your life can change so appreciate all that you have. And know that your health plays an important factor in your life. I'm still here because my "work" is not done . . . My passion is to help others, I would love the chance to help you change your life!
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