I posted some time ago about my left leg starting to give way and starting to fix it by walking. This is what actually fixed it. I figured I wasn’t being wholly logical. First fix the leg then expect it to walk properly.
Oof, I was stiff! Overdo it? Who, me? Karma! More like farce actually.
All I was doing was sitting up in bed…Well, no, that’s not all my bottom half and my arms were doing.
Some of the leg exercises were from the Versus Arthritis site. I was ‘doing breast stroke and crawl’. I was enjoying myself.
Thing is, my mobility probs mean anything involving standing on my own two little legs is largely self-limiting, by the legs themselves, by having to hang onto something, by safety, particularly with regard to vigour and range of movement. Nowhere safer than bed. I felt energetic. I guess I rather got carried away and was making movements I don’t usually make and making movements I do make much faster.
I am negative on forcing my body. Better to sleep it off and leave the hard graft to the busy, busy body which really does not need me getting in the way. I went back to bed with a real milkshake, a bottle of Huel, a cup of coffee, and a bottle of water and largely stayed there, flaked out at 8-ish and slept bar loo breaks and a bit of reading to 10 the following morning, after which I was nearly fine and by the end of the day was fine.
So I thought I’d leave it another day, which brings us to a repeat performance 72 hours later, after which I was of course less stiff.
And so on. Still not walking as far as I can but confident my legs are holding me up and will not give way.