Fearing to tread where angels dread to go... or something like that. I have the opportunity to go to the over 50's Swimming session at a pool not a million miles away from me (but far enough!)
When I mentioned this to the OT the other month, I thought she would be pleased I was going to try and do something to get the old muscles built up. But it was just the opposite. She told me to 'Whoah' down because being newly diagnosed (last October 2010) I probably wasn't aware of how far I could go and how much my body could take. She was probably right as she is been in the business longer than me! But I am itching to do something even though I suffer awful with fatigue. Exercise can help fatigue as well. But my biggest fear is slipping over or just slipping and wrenching a joint and then suffering, because this is what used to happen to me before.
I would go out on t'farm, and would have to, say, lug heavy gates about, then the next morning, I would have such pains in my shoulders or wrists, or elbow and then I would be laid up for days not able to move the joint, and I never really knew how I did it! It used to get my goat (not the real one, her name was Tillie - yes we had a goat). Or sometimes I would jump over a 5 bar gate (yeah well climb then) and just pull a hip joint, or twist a knee joint. Once again the pain used to be so "out of tune" with the activity... I was really only doing what everyone else seemed quite capable of doing, but it would lay me up for days.
So.... although I can't wait to get into some water and waggle me limbs around, I fear the possibility that I might slip, or just pull a muscle or something in an effort to stay upright. I am not ready for sticks.
Any road up - RH came up with a good idea, (I knew he wasn't completely useless) he said, go and watch first! See what it's like, what they do, and talk to the instructors, or whoever, and then decide. He's wasted being a farmer you know..
So that is where I am off to today, to the swimming pool, for a recci...
And the disappearing razor balde - well, I had had this "razor blade" feeling stuck down the inside of my throat for days, and it really hurt to swallow. I had decided to see if I could see doc on Monday when I went to the nurse for my monthly blood test. Monday morning dawned. I opened one eye (as you do) and tried to swallow, thinking "this is going to hurt". Have a guess what. Yep, gone! Razor blade removed. Just a bit of a lumpy feeling. Now today I can heardly feel a thing. So hopefully my immune system willl have some time off and lay off me limbs too! I did wonder if it was something to do with the copious amounts of honey, lemon and whiskey? Nice.
Well, I had better get my botty into gear and go limber up in the shower and go and do my observation, watch this space. So tatty bye for now.
Take care
Julie xxx