I am writing this post as this week made me realise how rubbish I am at looking after my own health.
As a parent, you often put your own needs second to the kids, the house, the shopping and everything else. Christmas makes it worse as you’re busy getting all the presents in.
In our house, we also have Littlest’s health to keep an eye on as winter is when he is at his most vulnerable and often needs steroids to make him feel a little more human.
As usual, as soon as the end of the summer came along and the weather became more changeable, I started to get an annoying cough. I get these most times of the year when its chilly, and I just put up with it, save for the odd bottle of cough syrup.
Last year, it took months for my cough to go, and this year has been just as long, but more worryingly, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I also had no other flu or viral symptoms.
In the end, after Mums at the new school commented how long I’d had my cough and how ill I sounded, looking concerned, I made a GP appointment.
My problem is I have never had a good relationship with a GP, I usually feel fobbed off, or worse, feel like they feel I’m a time waster (this was down to one GP who, everytime I would go to see him, he would dismiss me with the argument I over worry things down to having had-not continued to have- depression when Littlest was born). So I avoid going where possible.
I am really pleased though that the new surgery are friendly and treat me with respect. They listen, and they don’t expect you to fit into an allotted time for treatment.
It also turns out that I didn’t have a simple cough. I have actual asthma.
I’ve probably had it for quite a while in fact, and I need to take inhalers.
To be fair, it seemed pretty obvious when the GP told me, as the clues were there and I should have picked them up- after all I’ve looked after Littlest’s own lung issues for years!
It does make me peeved a little as I’,m probably the healthiest I’ve been for ages. I have been walking everywhere, I’ve been eating less and I’ve dropped from a size 18 to a size 12/14. I’ve not been following a faddy diet, I have still been eating chocolate and other things that diets tell you to cut out, just eating less and being sensible.
Its good that I now know as it was getting bloody scary walking and feeling like I was close to collapse.
With that in mind, parent’s, carers, make sure you look after your own health this winter, its not being selfish, its being sensible, as if you get really ill you wont be able to look after anyone!
Putting yourself first is fine!