The first item on my list of To Do’s this past Mother’s Day was call my mom and say Happy Mother’s Day. But, well, my cordless phone battery had died. I plugged it in and about 20 minutes later, I received a phone call from my brother telling me my mom was here in Washington, DC, preparing for a long-awaited kidney transplant!
For the past 12 years she has waited for this day. We once thought we had arrived, but her first transplant resulted in a rejected kidney after only seven days. This time, though, everything went as planned.
During the post-surgery period just before she was discharged to come stay with me for the next month or two, one of the dieticians gave me a crash course on her new diet. And after over 30 years of walking this planet, I didn’t realize how I never virtually nothing at all about nutrition. I even asked her why what she had told me in two hours wasn’t common knowledge considering how imperative it is for the body to function well.
I was talking to a friend of mine tonight, Desmond Carter, telling him a little about what I had learned. I mean, simple stuff like why we want to only eat the egg whites (the yolk is loaded with cholesterol) never made any sense until after I focused my attention to my lack of awareness of what I was (or shall I say, was not) doing to my body. In talking with him, he also found it interesting and felt the same way that I do: we need to invest more attention to our health, especially considering my peers and I have just crossed the 30 year mark.
I’m setting out to learn more, and in the process, share what I learn, as I learn, with anyone else who also wants to preserve their bodies.
I recently eliminated all meats from my diet, but I’m not learning without compensating somehow, I was actually doing more harm than good. (Though, the primary reason for doing so is more of a spiritual reason.)
Either-or, I’ve got 30 years down. It’s time to play catch up in the next 30 so the last 30 are a healthy, fulfilling and possible 30.