Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Sounds a lot like ordinary life, doesn't it. I don't know why I imagined that it would simply get better and better every day. And by day 100 I'd ride off into the sunset. Pipe dreams.
Well, perhaps it is in the big picture. My Physical Therapist, Dottie, at Seton Coastside reported that I'm getting stronger and better each time she sees me. Guess I'm just impatient.
Since the last post there have been two milestones: I've taken a trip to Seattle to visit my sister in law, Cheryl and brother Gary and I've returned to my ladies gym, Curves to do my morning workout. I guess this really is progress. What has been happening is that I continue to adjust my view to be a longer one. "Well by Christmas I'll be moving normally." Used to be "in a month" or "two months" . . . the time expectation keeps on expanding. The advice I really need to give myself is "Just take it one day at a time. Do what needs to be done, and be thankful for all that your body is doing to support you day by day. And, Ron, of course, is my constant support.
Thursday, August 6, 2015
On Monday I decided on a walking program to strengthen things. I'd go onto the Coastal trail and walk in a steady manner for twenty minutes. The next day I'd add two minutes to the walk and so on till I got to 30 good strong walking minutes. On the day I began this Ron was walking with me and pointed out: "Did you know that you are limping?" And, as I observed myself more closely I could see that I was. It wasn't a clean, balanced walk. I began to feel weak in the right leg and needed to stop several times to rest. This was clearly a setback from the strength I'd felt over the weekend. Again yesterday on the same timed walk it felt weak. I thought I noticed a tiny clicking sound as the hip moved. Maybe I was imagining things. And then in the evening I observed that the wound, which had formerly been completely healed in appearance now showed some signs of pinkness as if slightly inflamed. Hmmmm . . . what's going on?
Instead of a simple steady upward progress it seems I may have a detour. I so want to get strong and fit but today it's hard. I'm contacting my medical team to see if this setback warrants seeing a physician or if it's just part of the way healing works. Expectations . . . wanting things to be other than they are. It's fascinating that our minds like to measure Reality against some image in our minds. Oh let us celebrate things as they are.