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Sicko the Sequel

Ewewew I can't clear the phlegm outta my head from being sick earlier in the week.

One thing I've been realizing the HUGE importance of is proper recovery.

"DUH" you may say.

But when I don't get enough antioxidants/glutamine/vitamins and minerals to restore what was lost during my workout, it shows up in my eyes. My eyes become red and inflamed and I could risk another emergency visit to NY Eye and Ear.

And I've been off of all meds for about 3 months now, and doing well.

Find some wood. POUND it please.

:(

Being medicated the way I was scares the SHIT outta me. I talked of suicide. I was delusional, depressed and so so empty inside. But my inflammation was tamed.

Last night, after the leg session of a lifetime I greeted my smile in the mirror with blood red eyes - and felt/saw that unsightly and too eerily familiar blood spot on my left sclera (the white of the eye) just outside my iris (the colored part of the eye). Time to increase my
Curcumin consumption. And glutamine consumption. And increase fish oils. And stay on top of vitamins/and C and cortisol patrol....and work apathy/stress.

Eek.

Stay calm and everything will be OK.

Everything will be OK.

Everything is OK.

Everything's amazing. Please?

K, thx bye.

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