Here is the weekly progress video I promised on Sunday. I hope it’s not too boring 😉
If you stopped by yesterday to view my progress, I sincerely apologize for having nothing posted. We had company come over unexpectedly and they stayed well into the evening and by that time I was too exhausted to walk. There will be a new video posted by morning.
Thank you for your patience.
Tonight was the culmination of a great week. I’m now doing all of my toiletries while standing. I’m walking as much as my body lets me, every day. My bike is getting riden for 5 minutes a session, 3 sessions a week. My days are full of exercise. My nights, however are a very different story. Once the sun goes down, so does my energy. I’m familiar with the phenomenon in dementia patients, known as sundowning. I never expected it to apply to my stroked out brain. Tonight was a perfect example of sundowning. All day long, I had my SAD (seasonal affective disorder ) light ( which works great ) to give me as much energy as possible and did very little with it in anticipation of my husband’s staff party. Held in a gorgeous ballroom, it’s a fantastic buffet dinner, followed by awards and dancing.
We got to the hotel at 6pm and immediately I’m seeing the waists and boobs of people I hadn’t seen for the better part of 2 years. The canned music was very loud ,so conversations had to be loud too. Here’s where I run into an issue. My left vocal chord is still weak from the stroke, so I can only raise my voice so much before hurting myself. Add to that, the fact that I still can’t turn my head either way very much, and unless the person is paying attention to me, I’m not heard and neither are you. For example, the person sitting across the big circular table from me,6 was apparently talking to the back of my head before sitting where I could see him. I waved hello and he accused me of snubbing him.
Word of advice, when speaking to someone in a wheelchair, especially when in a crowd. Make sure you get to their level so you both can converse comfortably. It’s very easy for me to just tune out and feel like nobody wants to talk TO me when you’re talking over me. And that gets depressing fast, not to mention the toll it takes on the neck, having to look way up at you when my neck is a problem. Thankfully several female friends understood this and the night wasn’t entirely without conversation. Dinner was good as was the glass of champagne. I was very much hoping to get a dance with my husband in before calling it a night. But the pain was having none of it and my husband had to take me home after just an hour and a half . I’ve medicated myself , and I’m still in wicked pain .
If this event had been held at noon I’d be dancing with my husband right now, instead I’m stoned off my ass, writing a blog post about what I’m missing .
Check in tomorrow for my weekly walk down the hallway and check out my progress.
Super short post today.
Does it count as a broken resolution if my husband left for work in such a hurry that we forgot to put my brace on today? I didn’t even notice until an hour after he left.
Yesterday, on the third day of my resolution to kick ass and take names, I wore my leg brace for 9 hours (a personal best ). EVERY time I needed the bathroom, I walked there. My balance was good, so I decided to try something for the first time. I brushed my teeth, get this, WHILE STANDING UNAIDED! NO CANE, NO COUNTER! The video below is footage of the second time I was able to do this. I was way more excited the first time.
I love the way you love me.
The way you care for me, the way you’re always ready to help. You’re so kind and generous with your spirit. You’re so gentle and funny, no one is able to make me laugh like you do. I’m looking forward to the rest of my life because of you. I’m completely committed to you, as I know you are to me. I love you for your strengths and even more for your weaknesses. You are so much better than the man I thought I was looking for. Better than the man I imagined for 48 years before we met. For the past 4 years, I’ve been so happy, but especially the last two, since marrying you. You taught me to trust, by simply being worthy of my trust, and taught me to love by being worthy of my heart.
Thank you for the best years of my life.
Encouraged by my progress this past year, I have made my new years resolution and, so far so good. I’m wearing my brace daily and walking as much as I can every day! Last year could have been better, my energy was low and I got exhausted too easily. My energy level and my recovery time from exhaustion have gotten much better so it’s time for me to push harder. My goal for this year is to be walking without a cane before the year is over. There will be weekly updates with video so you can see how I’m doing and share in my triumphs big and small,and my setbacks, hopefully only small ones.
I hope you’ll join me in my push to get out of my wheelchair, by years end.
So, Happy New Year from the new me.
And from the old me,