two steps back
Since my diagnosis and along the resultant journey I have remained largely positive.
But today...
It was only meant to be a simple physiotherapy session. Get out of bed, sit in my chair for a few minutes, get up onto my Zimmer ST, short walk out of my room to nosily see what was going on in the corridor, turn around, back into my chair, bit of lunch (chicken curry - mmmmmm).
Lovely.
Distance covered, oh around 15 yards. Sophie (my lovely physiotherapist) arrived as enthusiastically as ever (I've discovered all physios have the same happy disposition - well mine have anyway) to supervise, check on my posture and have our general daily chat and catch up.
Only thing is it took me over 20 minutes to do it. How is this humanly possible?
I was exhausted from the second I stood up, shook consistently throughout my walk (if you could have called it that) and was as relieved to sit back in my chair as a man who had just run 10 back to back marathons.
Sophie was obviously concerned but I was determined to meet the goal I had set myself.
There will be days like this - Sophie has seen it all before - but the disappointment was etched on my face and will probably remain there all day.
Tomorrow will be different.
It can't be any worse.
But today...
It was only meant to be a simple physiotherapy session. Get out of bed, sit in my chair for a few minutes, get up onto my Zimmer ST, short walk out of my room to nosily see what was going on in the corridor, turn around, back into my chair, bit of lunch (chicken curry - mmmmmm).
Lovely.
Distance covered, oh around 15 yards. Sophie (my lovely physiotherapist) arrived as enthusiastically as ever (I've discovered all physios have the same happy disposition - well mine have anyway) to supervise, check on my posture and have our general daily chat and catch up.
Only thing is it took me over 20 minutes to do it. How is this humanly possible?
I was exhausted from the second I stood up, shook consistently throughout my walk (if you could have called it that) and was as relieved to sit back in my chair as a man who had just run 10 back to back marathons.
Sophie was obviously concerned but I was determined to meet the goal I had set myself.
There will be days like this - Sophie has seen it all before - but the disappointment was etched on my face and will probably remain there all day.
Tomorrow will be different.
It can't be any worse.
Well, on the bright side you WERE up! I think the drugs add to the shakiness. That and being flat on your back for so long, and surgery, and drugs.....think about it, you're body has been/is being attacked! Can't expect to run a marathon while under siege!
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