Two hospitalizations ina week can really get you thinking. Especially when the heart in question is someone you love.
And so the last week or two, I've been thinking. I deserve better.
I've been diabetic for more than a decade. And I deserve to keep my blood sugars in tight control, even if it means turning down the random treat in the office.
I've been a parent for five years. And I deserve to eat and drink things without worry about how they will harm my health - not to mention help me stay strong enough to keep up with my children.
I've been stressed at work and at home for longer than I care to admit. And I deserve to take the time to get the sleep at night I need, and start my day in a reasonably good, well rested mood.
Frankly, I deserve better. Maybe it's time I start showing it...