Sunday, December 30, 2012
Yesterday I took a fall walking up the drive way. I was feeling so good, so strong, that instead of driving to get the mail, I decided to walk. I had boots on and walked in the fresh snow, not the tracks so I wouldn't slip … I walked strongly up the drive, got to the top and then the next thing I knew I fell down on my hands/knees/right hip. I was stunned. Apparently there was some ice under the snow I hadn't counted on and my foot caught it just right. My body remembers having really good balance from my karate days, so it is still a surprise to me that I don’t.
Well, there I am at the top of the drive, yelling for DH to come and help. It took a few minutes but he was able to get up the drive (not an easy task since his stroke two years ago). Luckily an old chair was still sitting at the top, as the garbage company seems to think we want to keep it. Mike pulled it over, put his weight on it so I could put my weight on the chair and pull myself up. Anyone with a double hip replacement knows what I mean … We were able to walk together back down the side of the driveway holding on to the neighbor’s fence.
When I got in I was scared that I did something to the hip. Did RICE on my knee and hip, heating pad on the back of my neck and ate a bowl of chicken soup and had .5 cup of peppermint ice cream later (all within my calorie range).
Now what I noticed since doing even the limited exercises and losing 30 pounds since July 3 is that I really am stronger. I had fallen two and a half years ago in the house (same right hip, knee – which is my weaker side apparently) and could not pull myself up. I remained on the floor for a half hour before I could crawl to get my cell off the chair to call DH to come home (this was before his stroke) to lift me up off the floor.
I am very grateful for being stronger … though my thoughts went instantly to the fact that there is still substantial fat on my thigh and butt … what if I didn’t have that cushioning. I realize then that if I stay with those thoughts, I will sabotage any progress.
F.e.a.r. = Fantasy Expressed As Reality …. And my reality is that I am stronger and healthier than I've been in many years. I must either take a walking stick up the driveway, or pay attention to the fact that we have ice snow right now and not the packy stuff which gives me more traction. I cannot let fear dictate my healthy journey. I will not give up.