I woke up this morning and opened all the curtains and blinds in my house. I’m working from home today so I feel that this act is worth it, versus me throwing back the sashes on a normal day only to have to close them again when I leave the house an hour later. Cost-benefit analysis at its core… I’m aiming to get as much sunlight as I can these days because I recently found out that I am vitamin D deficient.
I visited my OB-GYN for an annual physical about two weeks ago, and she asked when I last had a cholesterol test. Probably in elementary school when it was offered through some free program, I said. She raised an eyebrow and then sent me down the hall to meet with a technician to draw blood. It was a relatively painless experience until I got the results – not enough vitamin D, and now you must take a daily supplement for the next year. Goo!
This hurt me. I am very conscious of vitamin D as an important nutrient to the body. I researched, wrote the script and hosted a health and wellness talk show interview segment with a medical specialist on that exact subject once. I exit my office most days at lunch to eat outside and then sit in my car to read with the windows down to get natural light and fresh air. I do constant yard work on my 1.12 acres. I run and play sports outside. I intake proper things like fish, milk, eggs and cheese. How am I vitamin D deficient?
I know it’s possible. The test doesn’t lie. And thankfully, I am only mild on the scale and taking over-the-counter D when I could have wound up with a prescription. I’ll do the healthy thing – eat good food sources, soak up rays, take my medicine.
But this diagnosis bothers me for another reason. If I am failing in the Vitamin D department, then how many others out there are affected? Seriously, I try my best to live a healthy lifestyle. So how are the couch potatoes and office drones doing? They are likely all sitting around weak and brittle boned.
This is apparently a big problem, among many other health-related issues in our society. I’m now a victim and speaking out. Ha! One more soapbox for me to stand on, you loafers.
Get tested, and if found deficient, shovel those fruit gummies.