Nine weeks of coffee abstinence has been broken by some limp-wristed, Nescafe bullshit in soy milk. It kind of reminds me of my first sexual experience: under stimulating, yet strangely okay.
Now, anyone who knows me would be thinking ‘why nine weeks without coffee?’ or ‘what possessed you to do that kind of craziness?’ Well, when the person you love finds out that their health isn’t that crash hot, you kinda do things that border on insanity.
Rewind a good half a year or so…
The husband wasn’t feeling on top of his game for a long period of time. So, he headed off to the doctor to get some answers. Fast forward a month later, and after several tests and specialist visits, we had some scary medical terms to get our heads around and a heap of unanswered questions. Now, hubby has always been a health nut, looked after himself impeccably and was a picture of health…or so we thought. Needless to say, this came as a shock.
So, what does a wife do when she needs some answers? She hits up Google and comes up with worst case scenario! Then, she calms her farm and spends the next month up late at night reading copious books from the library, medical journal excerpts and watches countless videos, looking at every avenue and angle she can find. No stone is left unturned! That is what I did and I did not like what I found.
I won’t bore you with the details. But, it has lead us to some serious life changes. We have re-examined what is important in life, shifted some goals and changed the way we eat immensely… and that is where the nine weeks of coffee abstinence comes in.
Over the last nine weeks, the sacrifices we have made have had a positive change to my husband’s health. We have watched as his high blood pressure stagger down to a normal level and other things have had improvement. Only time (and more tests) will tell if we have made any improvement to the major complications. But, for now, the pressure is off his heart and that is something to celebrate.
Sending much love to you all
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