As I was just reflecting on my last 8 months of my life which have altered the autumn days of our life, would like to share some thoughts with all my friends.
It all began sometime around the end of October 2013, I seemed to be getting heavier by the day, I was almost im-mobile if my nurse or one of the kids where not dragging me by hand. My walk was basically a cane in one hand and heavily depended on a caregivers support to drag me. Walked from my bed to my rocker, twice a day, to the bath room may be 5 to 6 times and then the dining room twice & at times choosing to have dinner in my room itself. Was barely doing about 50 to 100 steps a day. Sundays I would be carried on a plastic chair up the church stairs and down. The last straw, at a get together at home, I needed 2 of my grandsons to haul me up from my rocker after having sat there for almost the entire evening. My nurse Chanda couldn't do it as I had become so heavy. This kind of became the norm, every other day when Chanda started getting Mahesh (DH's nurse & her husband) to help with me even for the basics. This is when Anita my DGD stepped in, enlisted a physio therapist's help, then an ayurvedic doctor's help to help me with my weight loss. The rest of the Children and Grand children joined in by escorting me for walks and helping me around.
Then around the third week of November, I was again faced with the prospect of being incapacitated when I went to visit my sister Lucy who was ill and needed to be hauled the stairs to her room in a chair, ditto at little Rahul's birthday party... to add to this, our regular health check-up revealed that DH had dementia....another episode to goad me into losing weight, and getting more mobile and independent.
I gave up non-vegetarian food, no eggs either, went on a strict low carb diet & followed the Ayurvedic doctor's advise to the last letter, swallowing the gooey concoctions & the bitter smoothies... In almost a month's time, I had lost about 4 Kilos...the walking continued.
Then in Dec I was hit by a viral infection - Dengue, a debilitating mosquito borne disease. It attacks all the joints in one's body and leaves you almost immobile. I was in hospital for a week and then completely confined to bed for another 2 weeks. I even needed help to turn from one side to the other. Lost drastic weight and muscle loss. Was confined to a wheel chair for almost 2 months. Lost my gum muscles, can't wear dentures, which I had been wearing for the past 20 years as I have no gum mass to hold the lowers and find it very awkward as the uppers will just keep slipping out. So have shunned them completely.
However my recovery journey begins from here and a big thank you for all the support I got from my Spark Friends and family.... yes spark family as I have acquired, Sons, daughters, grand daughters and sisters along the way. They encouraged me for all my little efforts at PT, some gave me ideas, some just sent me hugs to keep my mind of the pain. While my family present with me, egged me on by physically caring for me and pampering me and spoiling me my dear Sparkies too played an equally important role to cheer me on.
Right from my first few baby steps, when I learnt to walk again, then moving on to the walker and now back to the cane, from where I started.... But wait, there is a difference here, I started at 103 Kilos - that is what i weighed in Oct 2013, I am now back to using a cane, but weigh a healthy 70.5 kilos.... Yes I do need help to get up from my rocker, but thankfully Chanda only needs to give me a hand, she doesn't need to run for help or call for a crane... I don't need to be dragged to put one foot in front of the other, but can manage with just a little support more for confidence, I am slower, but that is ok, i am not running a marathon.... most importantly I CAN WALK. I CAN WALK comfortably.... i don't hurt as much, but joints with RA for over 25 years and Osteo Arthritis to boot will creak.... But Praise The Lord for this wonderful journey which has made me so so independent and this wouldn't have happened without all of you...
This thought came to me just as I recalled when my Great-Great-Grand Daughter Megan was born in Dec 2013, and I had to wait for almost 2 weeks to hold the dear baby in my arms as I was in bed. Today I just returned from the hospital after having seen and blessed our hour old twin great-great-grandson & grand daughter. My DGGD Nadia wanted me to be the first to hold them....In celebration of the new babies and in gratitude to all of you....