Progress is in the air
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Time for an update. I saw an orthopedic doc Monday, finally. Once again, it's confirmed that I have a high pain tollerance. I'm thankful for that, I guess. After the exrays, the doc told me that my left knee (the same side as the infamous broken foot) is "really bad." My right knee is "horrible." Well, I could have told him that! But, in actuality, it was a relief to have it confirmed. For years, whenever I've fallen, my right knee takes the hit to protect my ankle. We've gotta add in there that the foot doc said my right foot has taken the brunt of the impact from my left foot being a wreck, so it's history, too.
So, I got cortisone shots in my knees...first time for that...hope it helps. Which, btw, is NOTHING compared to cortisone shots in my feet! I was amazed!! We're going to see if that will delay the inevitable for a while. He'd like me to wait another 4 years...I'm SO young! Sure as heck don't feel like it! He did hear me when I told him not now, but maybe sooner than 4 years, though since I'm missing out on doing anything with Dakota that isn't like crafts or something that we can sit down to do together. She'll be 8 in March. I don't know if I want to wait until she's 12.
I sound like I'm whinning, but I don't mean to be, it's just fact and I plan to make the best of it!!
Talking it through helps. We Sparkers know this, don't we?
So, the good thing is that I've completed a month of weekly sessions with my trainer, Beth. She is great, and such a good fit for me. We laugh a lot and she is teaching me so much. I have to admit, though I did have to go get a couple of books to have an "at home guide" to figure out what the heck I'm doing and what all the equipment is called! Having never been a gym groopie because it seemed way beyond me, I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I'm picking it up slowly, though. Really, my dear friend, Dee, has seen me in very uncoordinated "action" on an eliptical, which I managed to get on and off of without causing long term damage to the machine or myself after about 3 exhausting minutes! So get this. Today, I'm on the recumbant bike and pedaling at the same time that we are playing catch with a 5 lb medicine ball, then doing dumbbell lateral flies (woohoo, big terms...just learned) and then doing overhead triceps things with the ball. Still pedaling. And I lived. I have to say, after all my denial, rebellion, avoidance and downright disgust that people thought somehow this was a good thing to do, (imagine the teeny tiny almost unreadable print, here...I'm having fun and feeling better.) I'm still trying to accept that this is really a true statement. Somehow I feel like I should get struck by lightening for not doing it years ago and being so scared and bullheaded. I'm getting a lot of comments from people at church and work that my limp is better, I'm looking healthier and moving better in general, with more energy. I have to agree, I feel it. (Darn it anyhow!) I hate to have been soooo wrong, but it's true. I guess we all have to get there when we're ready, but some of us are really slow learners. And I have to allow the thought...gee wonder what would happen if I could get myself to workout every day....maybe I'll get there...and just maybe it will work...
So, there you have it...and for a change...a lot of it is good and things might be looking up. Some day I hope to be able to take out the caution there. It's been a long time since I felt like I was in charge and able to really make things happen for my health without having insurance for so long (bless you Barack) and thank you Beth. (How ya like being included in the same sentence with Barack, huh?!)
I guess that's it for now. Gotta get to the paperwork soon. Thanks all for the amazing support here! Love you guys!
(strange, spell check not working...excuse the mistakes! I'm a little dyslexic!)