Yesterday (Saturday) I had one of the loveliest and most memorable days that I've had for some time......I went into London to meet my DIL-to-be, to see her in the wedding dress she'd shortlisted as, 'the one'!
The date had been agreed and on the calendar for a few months but I was becoming increasingly more anxious as to whether I'd be capable of;- a walk into my village to the railway station, an hour's train ride into London, possible tube rides, walking, rushing, standing, waiting....then finding somewhere for lunch before coming home.
I finally decided to confront my anxieties and talk to Sophie about my concerns, and had fully intended to opt out and say that I probably wouldn't go.
However, Sophie had other ideas! I shouldn't have worried, because she'd clearly listened to everything I'd told her in the past about how PMR affected me and had taken that all into consideration when organising the day:-
- I deliberately left the 3dys prior to our trip completely free to rest up and not over exert myself.
- Even though it was only a 10min walk, my husband drove me to the station so I didn't have to walk
- I met Sophie's mum at the station so we could travel together and we caught the 'fast' train to Liverpool Street Station where we met Sophie. (50mins journey time)
- Taxi from right outside Liverpool Street to dress designer's studio.
- Two joyful hours ...sitting in a comfy armchair....watching Sophie try her favourite wedding dresses on with lots of 'girlie' fun and chit chat.
- Taxi back to Broad Gate Circus (right next to Liverpool Street Station) where we had a wonderful Tapas lunch sat outside in sunshine and with a glass of fizz to wash it all down.
- 2min walk to catch train home where hubby picked me up so I didn't have to walk home.
It all just hilighted the fact that as hard as it can be sometimes, it's so important to inform your family & friends about your condition and how it can restrict or inhibit you. They need to understand your limitations, and for many family members & friends, this isn't always easy.
I've realised how fortunate I am, as Sophie and her mum organised the day especially around my needs so that minimum effort was required on my part and that hopefully I'd feel able to manage to be there.
I must admit, I still had reservations, but after my successful day at my friend's daughter's wedding I felt I'd probably be ok.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tired this morning, but I'm definitely not 'wiped out' and I actually feel pretty good....I slept really well too!
I felt really privileged to have been invited along to be part of this special day and I brought home some beautiful memories.
Sophie would look good in a hessian potato sack! 😄 but when I saw her in the dress she finally chose, I did shed a tear. She looked simply stunning and so beautiful. I know she will take my son's breath away completely when she walks down that aisle.
I'm so glad I managed to allay my fears about whether it would be too much for me or not. I could so easily have missed out on a really beautiful and 'bonding' day, but with some careful planning and the love and understanding of Sophie and her mum, I was able to enjoy something that I wouldn't have believed possible.
I know we all have to be aware of our own individual limitations with PMR/GCA, and it's not a disease where it's ever sensible to 'push' yourself further than you feel you're capable of, but that doesn't mean you can't try gently testing that boundary sometimes by dipping your toe into something different as I did. It's amazing what we can achieve if we're sensible and maintain realistic expectations.
I'm never going to run a marathon, but I know I'm getting stronger.....it's not happening fast and it's sometimes 'two steps forward and one back', but it's happening, and I intend to focus on that and nurture it.....slowly, gently and with patience and gratitude.