#health day

[ninjakittycomics]

Thiiiiiiiis!!!!

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but if you cancel/postpone an event or activity because you’re not feeling up to it physically or emotionally, and then you feel better after resting/not doing the thing, this doesn’t mean that you were lying, or that you actually were well enough. You just gave yourself the time you needed to rest and recover. Look after yourselves.

[sighcomics]

practise disappearing

[ed-recoverry]

I love you everyone in red states right now.

I love you everyone who has family that is/will celebrate a Trump victory.

I love you everyone surrounded by loved ones actively voting against your rights.

If you voted for Kamala, you did everything you could and you should be proud.

All of your frustration and anger is justified, understandable, and fair.

I’m sending you all love and peace.

[sayruq]

[kensatou]

"we know how to move our bodies, but i didn't know how to manage my heart, so you need help for this"

hi we need to talk more about judo gold medallist christa deguchi.

[unitednetizen]

The Role of Nutrition in Preventative Health: Building a Foundation for Longevity

In today’s fast-paced world, where health concerns seem to multiply by the day, it’s imperative to recognize the profound impact of nutrition on our overall well-being. As we celebrate Health Day, it’s the perfect opportunity to delve into the pivotal role that nutrition plays in preventive health measures, paving the way for a longer and healthier life.

Understanding the Basics: Nutrition serves as the cornerstone of preventive health. The food choices we make not only provide energy but also supply essential nutrients crucial for bodily functions, immune system support, and disease prevention. By fueling our bodies with wholesome, nutrient-rich foods, we equip ourselves with the tools to ward off illness and promote longevity.

Nutrition and Disease Prevention: Research consistently highlights the correlation between nutrition and disease prevention. A diet rich in fruits, vegetables, whole grains, lean proteins, and healthy fats can help lower the risk of chronic conditions such as heart disease, diabetes, obesity, and certain types of cancer. These foods are brimming with antioxidants, vitamins, and minerals that bolster our immune system and protect against cellular damage.

The Power of Phytonutrients: Phytonutrients, naturally occurring compounds found in plants, are key players in preventive health. These bioactive substances exhibit antioxidant and anti-inflammatory properties, guarding against oxidative stress and chronic inflammation, which are underlying factors in many diseases. Including a rainbow of colourful fruits and vegetables in our diets ensures diverse phytonutrients, each offering unique health benefits.

Balancing Macronutrients: Maintaining a balanced intake of macronutrients—carbohydrates, proteins, and fats—is essential for optimal health. Carbohydrates provide energy, proteins support muscle growth and repair, and fats contribute to cell structure and hormone production. Opting for complex carbohydrates, lean proteins, and unsaturated fats over their refined and saturated counterparts promotes satiety, stabilizes blood sugar levels, and lowers cholesterol, reducing the risk of metabolic disorders.

The Gut Microbiome Connection: The gut microbiome, comprising trillions of microorganisms residing in our digestive tract, plays a pivotal role in our health. A diet high in fibre and fermented foods nurtures a diverse and balanced microbiome, fostering beneficial bacteria that support digestion, nutrient absorption, and immune function. A healthy gut microbiome not only aids in disease prevention but also influences mental health and overall well-being.

Nutrition Beyond the Plate: While dietary choices form the foundation of preventive health, other lifestyle factors complement and amplify their effects. Regular physical activity, adequate sleep, stress management, and avoidance of harmful substances like tobacco and excessive alcohol are integral components of a holistic approach to wellness. By adopting a balanced lifestyle that prioritizes nutrition and self-care, we fortify our bodies against illness and pave the way for a long and vibrant life.

As we commemorate Health Day, let us acknowledge the profound impact of nutrition on preventive health. By prioritising wholesome, nutrient-dense foods and embracing a holistic approach to wellness, we lay the groundwork for longevity and vitality. Let’s empower ourselves to make informed dietary choices, recognizing that each meal is an opportunity to invest in our health and well-being. Together, let’s build a future where health and longevity go hand in hand, starting with the nourishing power of nutrition.

In summary, Nutritionis the cornerstone of preventive health, with its profound impact highlighted on Health Day. A diet rich in fruits, vegetables, whole grains, lean proteins, and healthy fats can help lower the risk of chronic conditions such as heart disease, diabetes, obesity, and certain types of cancer. Incorporating colourful fruits and vegetables ensures diverse phytonutrients, each offering unique health benefits. Balancing macronutrients and nurturing a healthy gut microbiome are integral components of preventive health. Additionally, embracing a holistic lifestyle that includes regular physical activity, adequate sleep, and stress management enhances the effects of nutrition on overall well-being, paving the way for a longer and healthier lif

[severelylegendarybouquet-blog]

Good health is the greatest blessing, satisfaction is the greatest treasure, and loyalty is the foundation of the strongest relationships.

Happy World Health Day!🩺👩🏼‍⚕️

[eggsdoodz]

it’s more than okay !!!

[selfhealingmoments]

[tellewellness]

 why health and fitness important in our life: A Comprehensive Guide

        Understanding the Significance of Health and Fitness

Wellbeing and wellness is the way in to a long, dynamic and pleasant life. It is accurately expressed that Wellbeing is the genuine Abundance that an individual can hold. Educators allocate this subject to their understudies to upgrade their insight about remaining sound and fit, and make mindfulness among others too. It likewise brings about the improvement of a solid way of life for youngsters. Being solid and fit in straightforward terms implies taking great consideration of the body. We ought to recollect that a solid brain dwells just in a sound body. Great soundness of both psyche and body assists one with keeping up with the necessary energy level to make progress throughout everyday life. We all should endeavor to accomplish healthy wellbeing. Safeguarding your body from the admission of unsafe substances, doing customary activities, having legitimate food and rest are a portion of the significant examples that characterize a sound way of life. Being fit permits us to play out our exercises without being dormant, anxious or tired. A solid and fit individual is fit for carrying on with the life without limit, with practically no significant clinical or actual issues.

[iliothermia]

Shana Tova!!! May your enemies, haters, and those who wish evil upon you be cut off. The blessing for the leek has always felt resonant but this year it's been on my mind a lot. For me at least, 5785 is a year of practicing healthy boundaries and taking care of myself - even if I have to run on spite. I hope everyone has a safe Rosh Hashanah ❤️

[ed-recoverry]

Please don’t relapse because of the election.

Please don’t relapse because of the election.

I know feeling despair and or out of control is one of the biggest triggers out there and this is not an easy pill to swallow.

But continuing to thrive while Trump and his supporters rely on your downfall is the best way to tell them all to go fuck themselves.

It’s okay if you see this too late and you have already relapsed because of the election. Just please try your best to not let the failure in democracy lead to a failure in recovery. Relapse is normal, this election is not.

Please stay safe and stay with safe people. It’s okay to miss work or take off school tomorrow if that is an option. This is emotionally taxing and highly stressful. Take care of yourself. Thriving right now is the best revenge you can get on Trump and republicans.

[wakinguponsaturday]

love the implication that the eagle is just as fed up with this arrangement as prometheus and now they've unionized

[teaboot]

the thing about people experiencing addiction or mental health issues, especially living on the street, is that, like. They usually aren't dangerous.

Like yeah, seeing someone moving erratically or screaming or saying weird stuff can be scary if you haven't seen it before, but "scary" isn't always dangerous

This post is about the guy rolling on the ground at my local park.

He's rolling on the ground and he's picking up trash to put in the garbage can and we do not need to call police about it

[anzu2snow]

Had kind of a long medical day. Had a full bone scan in Tacoma. Someone made an appointment with the infusion center at the same time I was going to get the injection. (Which was at 11:30am.) I normally get a CT scan on the same day as the bone scan. It has to have an IV, and the only way they seem to be able to do that is with an ultrasound from the infusion center. However, I was told I didn’t need an IV if it’s just going to be the full bone scan. I did not make that other appointment. I didn’t talk to them about it, and just went with someone that did the bone scan injection. That person thought I had a port for some reason. I don’t. The injection burned.

Afterwards, we went out to lunch. We were going to go to It’s Greek to Me, but it was closed. So, we went to Frisco Freeze. I only had their hot fudge shake in the past. Mom used to go there when she had treatments in Tacoma. I had their cheeseburger without onions with fries and root beer. It was smaller than I expected. Good, but not very filling. After lunch, we went to Half Price Books. I forgot to bring my books for it. That tower of books (that I was going to take there) is almost as tall as me. We got a chance to look around at least.

Then, we went back to the clinic where they did the scan at around 2:30pm. My arms started shaking, because of trying to stay in the position they put me in. They told me it was fine. Went to the lab afterwards to get my monthly blood draw. That hurt even more than usual, because it was the same vein they did the injection in.

After that, we went to Starbucks for snack. They messed up my order, but I eventually got it cleared up. Had a chocolate croissant and iced chai. It was nice. A little something to tide me over. Got home at around 4:30pm.

Got all my test results back already. Apparently my bone scan was similar to last time. It seems to be progressing in a few areas. My glucose is just barely within the normal range finally. My AST is still high, but a little lower than it has been. My ALT is high. It’s the highest it’s ever been. Something is still happening to my liver. There has been another symptom pointing to it. I need to bring this stuff up with my primary care doctor. It’s a little scary.

[lizardho]

I came out to my dad as bisexual at 14 and I was PANICKED because I had a crush on a guy in my Boy Scout troop and thought I was Going To Hell Forever and he was so kind and understanding of my distress, but he had NO idea what bisexuality was. He just said “yeah but you like girls too? This is normal. Everyone is like this.” And I love my dad and trust him with my life to this day and the idea that the concept of bisexuality had not occurred to him had not occurred to me so I put it off.

By 16 though I had a crush on like THREE boys. Three entire boys in my Boy Scout troop. I felt like my sin was slowly advancing, until like an untreated cancer it had become metastatic. I remember bawling my L’il limp-wristed sissy eyes out in his big rumbly truck on the way home from a scout meeting and him telling me that it was OK, that he still loved me if I was gay, but that he knew I wasn’t gay because I still had crushes on women and that meant I was straight. I didn’t quite know how to explain that those felt *~*different*~* and that I felt like I was losing a fight to evil inside me but I again felt comforted by his reassurances and his genuine fatherly love.

At 18 I was like “hey I’m realizing all my friends are going on missions. I don’t wanna do that. Idk how to say that and I don’t have a ‘good enough’ reason to not wanna go.” So I just put it off. Again, my parents were extremely supportive of the information I gave them (I blamed it on perpetually forgetting to start the paperwork.) and one day my mom texted me that she had done the paperwork for me! And that all I needed was to get a physical! So I did that (it was awkward af tbh, my hernia check was done by a trainee doctor and she spent like 3 minutes fishing around my inguinal canals before her attending rescued me) and was sent to Mexico City where I learned that in addition to dipshit himbos with strong hands and scruffy guys with artistic hearts I was REALLY into chubby Latin men with strong personalities who bullied me a little when I lived in Mexico.

I remember my first companion got annoyed with me during an argument and said we were just gonna wrestle and whoever won the wrestling match won the argument (I stg I am dead serious this happened.) I was like…SWEATING when he tore off his tie and threw his white button-down shirt onto the ground (I won btw, don’t ask me how).

I remember one of my companions with this really intense, almost manic energy telling me that he was gonna make sure I was safe in a new area I didn’t know very well. He cooked breakfast for me and we’d go shopping together on P-Days and in the mornings before breakfast he’d jog around and do pull-ups with his shirt off and I’d do anything but look at him because my face would break out in a sweat so intense he’d think I was crying and come over to see if I was OK and somehow make it worse. He let me play D&D with myself in the evenings even though it was against mission rules because he knew how lonely and stressed I was.

I remember one of my companions was a big chubby man with a loud voice and a great sense of humor. He was kind and direct when addressing conflicts with me, and always bragged about how he knew the secrets of women’s minds and it felt like he really did since it almost always boiled down to “Treat Them Like People and Love Them a Lot. Don’t Stop Being A Person For Them. Also Eat Them Out Sloppy Style.” Our P-Day activities sometimes felt like dates, and it seemed like he was more attentive to my emotional state than I was since he was always the first to suggest we slow down our Divinely Mandated, God-Ordained, Super Sacred Work and Wonder to get a snack or check out a Pawn Shop (I love Pawn Shops).

I remember another companion who asked me to bully him every time he did something against his goal of losing weight. It was like he gave me Carte Blanche to take out my crush on him by being a nuisance and I LOVED that. I remember having a breakdown one day after we’d spent the afternoon frantically cleaning our disgusting-barely-habitable mission house to make it look less vile that it was (not our fault imo?) and I started bawling and he pulled me into a hug and he smelled good and he told me he knew it wasn’t just the house and that I was mad at him for being a Huge Dickhead for about a week (true) and that he would work on it. (He’s also a huge chaser but that’s a separate thing.)

I remember one of my companions waking up early (and our schedule is already built for sleep deprivation) to make me a “birthday cake” from knock-off Nutella and bread. He used matches for candles and woke me up, lit the ‘candles,’ pulled them out, then smashed it in my face and took a bunch of pictures while I was still madrugada and disoriented as fuck. He had the same sense of humor as one of my HS crushes and I could push his buttons pretty easily which was so fun.

I came home from my mission and started back at BYU where I became actively and aggressively suicidal. I had a stalker the year I moved up there and my dad’s solution to that was to get me a gun. I know he wouldn’t have bought me a gun if he could have read my mind, but I had a loaded pistol under my bed during a trifecta faith/sexuality/gender crisis and that was not helpful. I remember that the day I decided to kill myself I figured I’d call the BYU CAPS and see if I could get into therapy because it felt like what I was “supposed to do” so I could check my suicide boxes. My therapist was the guy who’d helped me pick a major the year before and was this drop-dead gorgeous Hawaiian man who cried when I told him how I’d been feeling.

A few weeks into therapy I met another stunning man with soft eyes and a scruffy illegal-at-BYU beard he kept pushing his luck with. He was funny, kind, patient, married, and wouldn’t give me the time of day if he knew I was crushing on him. We were in my history of psych class, which was inarguably the worst psych class I have ever had, and we studied together for every assignment and test and I realized that my feelings for him and for all the men I’d already mentioned were in direct conflict with my faith and relationship with God. My already agonizing spiritual conflict became even more wretched and as a result of this plus some other tightly-packed experiences with Mormonisms bullshit, I left the church.

After leaving the church I decided to move back to AZ and transfer to ASU. My mom helped me get a dog since I think it had started to dawn on my family that my mental health was barely getting me through the day, and she knew that we both loved dogs. Madi made my last year at BYU livable while I got my shit together and transferred. In that last year, I went on a date with quite possibly the only semi-openly-out trans person on BYU campus. It was not a great date imo, I was not doing well, but the person I spoke with was fun and fascinating and talked to me about Gender Dysphoria and it really cemented my need to go. To leave and never come back to that fucking school.

I started at ASU a month after my last semester at BYU and within a very short time frame it felt like I was coming back together, like a puzzle magically putting itself together in an environment that wasn’t slowly draining that puzzle’s will to live.

On the 4th of July, the year I started at ASU, I saw a transition timeline photo of a gorgeous happy beautiful happy radiant happy woman and her former Mormon missionary self and I realized the light that was on in her eyes was the light that was off in mine. I looked into transitioning for 3 days, sleeping about 10 hours total during that time. I started talking to other trans people on Reddit (one of whom is now my beautiful fiancée @cintailed) and after about a month of making preparations to be disowned and kicked out, something I was not sure would happen but was ready to go through to Turn On The Lights, I came out to my family and it was amazing. I started HRT a month after that. I secretly dated some dorky guys for about a year while I applied to grad schools. I got into a great grad school for me and my needs. I got FFS. I did my trainings and classes. Me and my fiancée moved in together after some LDR shenanigans. We’ve lived together now for 4 years of basically marital bliss. We have a cat named Grandmother Esmeralda Weatherwax who bites the hell out of my feet about three times a day. My bi-cycle continues to be part of my life but now it’s not as scary. Baby gays in my life have started to look to me for advice. Idk how this all happened so fast. When the years, months, weeks, days, and hours seems to crawl by so slowly now they are rushing past me so fast it’s almost bewildering. Whereas before I felt like I was living on borrowed time, past my ‘expiration date,’ now it feels like I can Fucking Breathe. I’m training myself to slow down now and it feels worth it to Live In The Moment.

Idk why I wrote this. Idk why these thoughts only seem to come up on Sundays when I’m supposed to be writing my dissertation. Idk why I’m crying rn or why I feel so happy. I’m gonna post this shit then get on with my dissertation I guess. Read more Terry Pratchett and give yourselves the time you need. Get a pet. Talk to someone. Re-examine the events that brought you here. Be gayer. Love y’all 💕