Sara Kelly Keenan LC

A brush with death is a powerful thing!  Until the moment I was delirious in the Emergency Room and unable to breathe on my own I told myself that I was dying of fat and pain medications and that I did not care.  Now I realized I did care, but was it too late, I wondered?  I was 170 pounds overweight and had been living with chronic pain in my spine, shoulders, neck, knees, feet and hips for 20 years.  

My mind was filled with beliefs that caused suffering which manifested in and on my body.  "I'm too old and too far gone to ever be healthy again."  "All my good days are behind me."  "No one can help me."  "I am a hopeless case, a lost cause."  Around the clock for more than a decade, I had been using Oxycontin for constant pain, Oxycodone for breakthrough pain and Flexeril for muscle spasms and I believed I was going to need those pills until the day I died.  

These were such strong beliefs and they seemed so true, especially when I was approved for long-term disability by a private insurer and Social Security.  But were these beliefs, which became my identity in the world, actually true?  When the opiates caused Sleep Apnea, slowed my respiration and filled my lungs with fluid requiring emergency hospitalization, I found myself desperate to be free of these beliefs, the weight and the pills before they killed me.  

If you share any of these beliefs are you sure they are true?  What is your proof, beyond your thoughts?   What is your proof, except the story you tell yourself about your body? Are you willing to be wrong, hope once more and take a leap of faith?  That is all I did, and you can too!  I KNOW this to be true and that is why I became a Weight Loss Coach.  Are you willing to consider with me what is possible for you?