The last week was an emotional week. I was recovering from my doctors visit which crippled me up a bit. My usual time to ‘get back to normal’ used to be about 2 days. This time, it was almost 5 days. I was worrying that I had regressed in my progress and it was causing a lot of stress.
And then I had physical therapy come monday to evaluate my progress. I had already done my morning walk in the kitchen. When he came, he had me do it again so he could see how I had improved. And then, he told me we would use my hallway as a mock racetrack. He had me go from one end to the other in my chair and timed me. I made it in 3 minutes 28 seconds. It was a good visit and evaluation but I was very tired later.
Tuesday I had to get up a couple of times during the day for the bathroom and to clean up, and I was very tired and crippled and had a difficult time going back and forth. That night everything was sore, knees and legs especially and sleeping was almost impossible. It was the worst night I can remember having in a very long time. To top it off, emotions are very close to the surface driving me crazy.
And so, today I am still very tired, from not sleeping well, and physically tired and the emotions are adding to the mix. The whole situation has been stressful and difficult and the thought of losing the progress I’ve made in the last month or regressing at all is quite disturbing. Daughter keeps telling me there will be ups and downs and that I am just needing to physically recover from extra exertion like anyone who overdid it in the gym. It made sense. I just really hate that everything is so much more difficult to accomplish than it was only a month ago. And i
t is almost like I stepped back into menopause emotionally. That, I can do without! And so goes the journey…