Wednesday, February 23, 2011
For friends who haven't heard, I had an exciting heart event (NOT a heart attack) on February 4th which resulted in my getting a pacemaker inserted. I'm 55 years old and other than being 20# overweight, am very healthy and athletic. After surgery, I was told that I'd have 6 weeks recovery time when I'd be limited to walking & not raising my left arm over my head but, after that, I could live a normal lifestyle. Well, maybe a normal lifestyle for OLD FOLKS...
I had my first checkup on Tuesday thinking that I'd get the A-OK. I'm quite disappointed that instead they are adding things that I can't do on with a laugh & "but HEY, it's better than the alternative". The good news is that I'm cleared to run as much as I want starting April 1 --so YAY. HOWEVER, and this is huge, I am discouraged to do repetitive exercises that involve my pectoral muscles ... period ... forever. You can tell they are used to dealing with older people cuz they keep laughing while giving what they think are outrageous examples of limitations..."haha, you can't box anymore" (well, yeah, I like to box) or, " you won't be pushup champ" (I was trying to be good at it), or "you can swim, just not breast stroke" (I was a competitive swimmer and can you guess what my stroke was....?)
What really stinks is that I actively work on upper body ST because I have 7 bad discs in my back and I have prescribed activities to keep myself pain free. I asked about yoga & the doc wasn't really sure what yoga is all about so he "guessed" it would be okay. I'm doing more research. I'm having my son (the doctor) do research. I will figure out which doctor needs to prescribe me PT starting in April.
So I do have an action plan. I won't wallow for long but this whole thing is quite a blow. The doc's office laughed (again) and said that I needed to act like a princess for another month. Well, fine, but I take pride in always being self-reliant. Like the old BS & T song, "God bless the child who can say, I got my own". I never asked anyone for help. & believe me, my family is LOVING bossing me around and "helping" on their own time-frame basically driving me nuts while I sit here and can't do a thing about it.
On Biggest Loser yesterday, Jillian made this big point of showing everyone that they were capable of doing anything... that they were only limited by their lack of belief in themselves. Well, I'm a two-time marathoner who survived spinal tumor surgery 7 years ago and have been clawing my way back since.... I came so close. and now this setback. damn
ok, final whine, if you are still with me. My DH is 9 years younger than I am. He's having his midlife crisis and lost 20# this year & is all into being thin. He's been really riding me about losing the weight. Last night I mentioned that, maybe, it's just not going to happen. Cripes, I almost died this month. Well, he let me know that not losing the weight is just not an option. great.
I thought that writing this down would make me feel better. it didn't.