Day 4 - Manly Pink

Things weren’t so bad today. I have come to the complete understanding that for this process to work you truly have to let go and start from the beginning. Not so easy all the time, but I am trying. Today was much of the same, physiotherapy involves a lot of re-teaching your body to do things that it stopped doing for whatever reason – and then strengthening that ability. Have I yet mentioned that it hurts!!!???

So today had mainly stretching exercises until…. The weights. Yes the weights. A long time ago in a land far far away, I used to spend a lot of time in the gym. LOTS. Leg pressing stacks, benching your body weight and then some, triceps dips until your arms screamed “stop you sexy thang”….

Day 3 - oh what a feelin'

Day 3

Well let me start off by saying TENS… You Rock Baby!!!

All of us, if honest, would admit that over time we have become comfortable in our day to day lives and neglect to truly appreciate things. Sometimes this can mean a special person… a relationship… a privilege or advantage… you know what I mean. Well I found out yesterday that one of the things to add to that list is a pain free day.

Day 2 - Meet me at the spa

Happy weekend!!! I am a day late with the update, and that is only because I was lied to and was recovering. The memo just never got to me… I was off the list maybe?!?! Whatever the case may be, I’m really mad!!!

Day 1 - the journey begins

Day 1

Well its kinda like day 2 but the first day was basic lean left lean right rotate and twist. Who knew physiotherapy could hurt. Well let me tell you, it can hurt. There are a whole heap of muscles that I either forgot about or never knew I had to begin with. Fortunately it ended with a lovely machine that sends electrical current in to your back and makes you want to fall asleep… ahhhhhh niiiice.

So yes, physiotherapy has officially started, and they are very optimistic that I can help my body replenish its stock of good muscle. This is not an overnight process and it will take a tremendous amount of dedication. They mentioned that I may be able to go snowboarding again… ride a bike with the kids… play soccer with them… I’m dedicated!!!

It has been a hard week though. I did my CK test last Friday and so far no news is good news… well kinda. I’m in a crazy amount of pain. Muscles are cramping, joints aching, and really tired. If there is no elevation in the CK we really do have a new problem. The Mikey does not like new problems, in fact, the Mikey hates new problems.

I’m focused… eye on the prize.

So Friday is day 2, and they should finish the evaluation part of the process. They have mentioned numerous times that they are being careful not to push my body past the “zone”, but dammmmmm, if today was not past the zone, be afraid the Mikey, be very afraid.

So drugs and sleep for now, I will let you know about the CK as soon as I hear back.

PS, was it just me or did that French guy refer to Quebec as a separate country again???

Loopy

I have received a few pleasant reminders regarding my blog etiquette. So I just stopped by to say yes I started physio today... yes it was a wonderful experience, especially since they didn't make me do too much (note: I'm not being lazy, I already swam with the Italian ladies earlier in the day)... yes it will be one long road to better... am I ready??? Hell's yes.

Problem is, I think in the midst of all the colds and flus (what on earth is the correct plural of flu???) that have passed through the house recently one has finally broken down Superman (that's me... don't you dare make any jokes!) I did my CK test on Friday and just waiting patiently for the results... I'm in pain and lots of it. So Mr Loopy, here I come.

Details tomorrow.

Cool runnings...

Irie...

niiiiice

lol - maybe I took it already... who knows?!?!?
G nite.

trees and forests

If a tree falls

How many times have we heard that lovely saying – If a tree falls and no one is around to hear it, does it really make a sound? Bear with me, my random mumbling is about to start, but it will eventually make sense…

Last week I was again faced with a very passionate individual expressing what a wonderful inspiration I was. I know I have mentioned this before, but I need to revisit for just a moment. Inspiration… this word keeps coming up, and I honestly don’t think it applies to me. When I think of inspirational people, I draw pictures of people who drive you to do more, to be more, to rise above expectation, etc. I just don’t imagine myself providing that motivation. Here’s where this blog entry takes a turn.