Falling from bicycle a month and half back, and injuring myself has been among the best things that happened in my life. Sounds crazy, sure. But wisdom tells me it is true. Happy for that. Would I therefore look forward to more? Hell no! It was painful. And recovery hasn't even finished yet.
For well over a decade now, I believed that whatever happens, it is always for the better. History in my life and of others I know of, has confirmed this time and again.
Why did I fall?
After leaving home early morning with one of my three bicycles, when it was dark yet, I realised that the rear brake has a little more slack than the front. Because I hadn't ridden this nice bicycle for perhaps a year, I didn't fix it before leaving. Didn't know what was to come.
I could have and should have fixed it while on the road. But a lesson was to be taught. Not about the bike. But a much bigger one.
Recovering from the body pains from my longer previous day ride on my other regular bike, this was going to be a much shorter one, the reason why I had chosen this over the usual bike that day.
Coming down from a downhill, and seeing a speed breaker, to slow down, I applied the brakes slowly. Due to the slack in rear brake, only the front brake engaged and, owing to downhill, even if at low speed, the cycle toppled.
What happened next?
Memories before, owing to my inherent nature of excessive fear for pain, I panicked. I may have pulled brake harder and my brain shut off to stop being conscious and face the pain. I have a needle phobia and became unconscious in the hands of my doctor brother, decades ago, who was trying to administer a blood test for me. Such is my fear for pain! (it's a different story that I had to undergo a dental surgery for 5-6 hours without anesthesia long ago).
After few minutes, only when bystanders woke me up, I realised that I must have fallen while braking. Injuries all over the body and dropping blood from temple. External ones cured soon, but the internal wrist tissue damage is yet to.
So what is good?
My doctor brother, as always, asked me for a routine blood sugar level check, X-ray for ribs and wrist, and a CT scan for the head. All were clear, but blood sugar fasting was 203 and post meal was 243.
I am shattered!
I got rid of diabetes and all my other issues 8.5 years back and lived free since through a self-designed raw food diet.
The unexpected confirmation
Noticing a somewhat increase in belly fat, I wanted a shocker to my body and had adopted One Meal a Day (OMAD). I would have a fried rice with millets instead of rice and carefully chosen and measured other ingredients for a well nutritionally balanced diet.
Five months of this cooked food must have been the cause of the resurgence of diabetes and hypertension.
I immediately shifted to raw food again. And again as I did the first time over eight years ago, for thirty days nonstop, to be followed by Sundays as cheat days. Within 10 days, blood glucose became normal, weight reduced by 4 kilograms, waist got one size under (happy shopping). Hypertension improving and me feeling all good again.
Repeating the pattern of ill health and a recovery for the second time after 8 years, I now know for sure, that raw food diet DOES help. In a substantial way.
But for the cycle fall, this cause, connection and re-affirmation wouldn't have happened! Everything happens for the better.
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