I wrote in my last post about how our negative emotions manifest themselves into illness and different ways you can self-heal. Well, this week I came down with shingles, which is the chicken-pox virus reactivated in your system. It hits people under stress that have compromised immune systems which may be due to cancer treatments like chemotherapy and radiation.
As David Letterman recently said: I got my work cut out for me. I really do need to practice what I preach. You know what's scary? I was driving through the cold drizzle on Tuesday, thinking about all my problems and said to myself, I went through all the pain of cancer treatment last year only to put up with the crap life's dowling me now? Maybe I would have been better off dead.
As soon as that thought held still in my head, I got dizzy and felt a chill go straight to my bones. It was so sudden, I hit the curve as I drove down the hill. My teeth started chattering, and I went right home. I crawled under the rumpled comforter of my bed and called my boss on my cellphone under the covers. "I think I have the flu," I told her. I have the chills, I'm dizzy and I ache." Later, I took out the thermometer and realized I had a 102 degree fever.
Unknown to me, this was the prelude to shingles: flu-like symptoms, followed by a rash. Of course, the rash came the next day. I'm on medication and supposedly this whole thing will go away in about a week. But given the sequence of events, I have to ask myself, If I hadn't allowed that bad thought to take space in my head, would I be well, instead of sick today? If you were to ask most of those metaphysical writers, the answer would probably be yes. So, I'm with you Dave, I got my work cut out for me.