Generally, it is only a phrase which refers to major public health issues. They are major health concerns that affect communities both from a medical and economic stand point. So how can we define a personal health crisis? Is there such a thing?
According to the World Health Organization: “Health is a state of complete physical, mental and social well-being and not merely the absence of disease or infirmity.” https://www.who.int/suggestions/faq/en/
Dictionary.com defines crisis as: “a stage in a sequence of events at which the trend of all future events, especially for better or for worse, is determined;turning point.” https://www.dictionary.com/browse/crisis
With these definitions I am pretty sure that each one of us can have a Health Crisis at any point in our lives!
Finding out your blood pressure is through the roof or you have diabetes. What about cancer, blindness, paralysis, severe depression. Only you know if your situation is a crisis!
My “Health Crisis” was the day I had my hysterectomy. Before that moment I was falling; after, I decided to climb. Do you have the courage to reverse the fall before you hit the bottom? I did not!!!
I admit my eating habits were far from great and my physical activity relatively low but not in a way that could, on its own, result in 300 pounds. I turned to MDs saying begging for help. After several tests they were banging their heads against the wall as was I. One gynecologist said “this is not going to result in anything but, it’s the last guess I have.” I had a biopsy, the next day pre-op labs and the following day was on the table. Before surgery the surgeon and I sat facing each other one last time. He said, after we remove your uterus and cervix we will be able to take a closer look at the tissue and know for sure if it is cancer or not. If it is cancer we will remove your ovaries as standard. However, if it is not positive do you want me to remove the ovaries or leave them. Because I was in severe pain for 10+ years and I did not want to risk future problems I said, “take them out no matter what!”. For me that was the ONLY option. I was desperate for the pain to stop and I knew if they remained the pain would continue.
That morning I was 34, with a 56 inch waist, unable to sleep, taking 7 prescriptions, in excruciating pain all the time and suffering from severe depression. 4 hours later the situation remained, but my mindset changed. Finally, a doctor listened to my cries. I decided to continue the hunt for solutions, questioning MDs until they provided an answer! One at a time, solutions were discovered over a span of several years. Now I’m 42, with a 26 inch waist, taking only 1 prescription on top of my HRT, no longer suffering from constant pain and my depression is under control. One day, one moment in time, changed my view of what was possible and that saved my life!