At work today I was busy complaining about my tooth hurting because it really hurts a lot, and then of course my knee started to act all wonky on me. I could feel that it wasn’t lining up right and the bones were rubbing against each other instead of working like they should.
So there I was at work going on about how much I hate that my body tortures me like this and Cinderella asked me “What do you like about your body?” and of course my first instinct was to give that typical girl answer of “Nothing” but then she started to talk to me about it and I realized that there are things that I do like about my body.
- While I might really be hating my current hair style, or non-hair style as it happens to be at the moment, and while I might not be loving the color, it is at the moment still a nice thick head of hair. I don’t have bald spots and it’s nice and the strands aren’t weak and breaking all over the place. So that’s a plus.
- I like my eyes, they work really well, or at least I think they do. I’m due to see an eye doctor so who knows perhaps I’m really blind as a bat and haven’t noticed yet.
- My ears work amazingly.
- I do like my toes, I love that I have Monkey Toes and I’m able to pick items up with them. My brothers have that ability as well as the Nephew. It’s a family trait I guess. I think that my sister in law is really grossed out about this, and since she reads this I’ll stop talking about it now.
- Aside from my bad teeth I do like my mouth. I like the shape of my mouth and I like my lips, they aren’t all tiny and non existent and they aren’t all large and trout pout like. I have a nice cupids bow and I enjoy using my lips, whether kissing my husband on his cute little lips, or kissing my kids good night, eating and of course one of my favorite past times, talking.
- I like my freckles. I know that most folks dislike their freckles and when I was younger I used to wish that I had smooth clear alabaster skin, like the heroine in the books I read had. Instead I ended up with a ruddy complexion and spots all across my cheeks and nose, my shoulders and chest area. I have freckles on my arms and even on my legs. I like them because they are like a fingerprint, sure other folks may have freckles but theirs aren’t like mine. Mine are unique and nobody else out there will have a pattern like mine.
- My fingers aren’t bad, they aren’t long like I’d wanted them to be but they aren’t pudgy and short either, and they don’t have any stiffness in them. I use them to knit, type and to scratch my itches. They hold my cutlery perfect and I think that they do a bang up job of holding my hot cups of tea and of course they are great at stuffing pastry or chocolate into my mouth. So hooray for my fingers.
- I’m glad that I have the lungs that I do. They don’t have asthma, they work very well bringing oxygen into my bloodstream and because of that I’d like to take a moment and just think about how awesome my lungs are.
- I’m appreciative of my brain. I have a wonderful brain chemistry going on, nothing is off kilter or out of whack. It all works pretty much the way it’s supposed to and I don’t require medication to keep me focused and functioning. So lets all give my brain a little applause.
- I love the way that my body metabolizes medication. It’s fast and efficient. I’ve talked about this to Valerie at work and told her how when I take prescriptions or even over the counter medications my body absorbs them something like 75 to 85% faster and pretty much the same percentage of it is absorbed, unlike most people who only absorb something like 60% to 70% of the medication. This means that when I need a pill I feel the effects of it much faster than most people, which is good when I’m taking a pill for pain. The fact that I don’t take medication if I can help it because it tends to kick my butt, making me stoned or pass out might seem like a bad thing but I don’t think so. The fact that my body has made it so I don’t like to take medication is a good thing in my book. It makes me only take medication if I really need it, and I just don’t see how that can be a bad thing.
In conclusion I’d just like to let you all know that while I may complain about how my body is failing me from time to time, it doesn’t mean that I dislike my body. It just means that the random part that is causing me problems or pain is on my mind at the moment and when that happens it’s very hard for me to switch gears and think about something else for a change.