I often begin to concern myself over my long-term health, because I have cerebral palsy. Every now and again, something will rock the apple cart.
I remember being mentally tough as a child. I had to be. I had numerous hospital stays as a child, but none of them seemed to bother me. My physical problems over the years had more attention than my siblings’ health combined.
They weren’t pleased, but like them I had no choice. Health wise, I fleet between Irritable Bowel Syndrome and digestion problems, with stress usually being the underlying cause.
I try to cut stress down, but it’s not always easy to do, particularly when stress comes in through the back door. It’s usually centred around my extended family, which is where the bulk of my stress comes from.