Thursday, May 11, 2023

Feeling Stronger

Back in November I thought I was going to be using my chair 100% of the time by now. Instead I feel like I'm getting stronger. I talked about pushing myself last month. I pushed through a pain threshold that I didn't think I could stand. This showed me that maybe I'm capable of doing more than I thought I could do. Then I started trying to do more physically then I thought that I could.

I'm still doing that. Swimming, gardening, house work and pushing. I'm listening to my body, but I'm pushing it too. Pushing hard like this is new for me. It's painful, but it's working. My strength and stamina are both building.

I explained the pain to my doctor like this. Most people acclimate to the pain of an activity the more they do it. Maybe it only hurts the first few times and then you adjust. For me it hurts every single time. The pain is there and it is constant. And I mean 24-7 pain that would likely put most people in bed. I just push through it.

I tell my husband that if I'm going to be in pain anyway I'd rather be moving and doing things in pain and having the distraction than laying around in pain with nothing but the pain to think about. Even if it causes me more pain to be physical, it's worth it to be stronger.

Pushing to me doesn't mean inflicting something on myself that's impossible or where I'll get hurt. I use my support tools like my walker, back brace, cane, whatever I need. Then I just see if I can do it (whatever I'm trying to do.) Just test the waters. If it feels ok I do more and more. If not then I stop.

Yesterday I was able to walk around our block with my walker. Something I haven't been able to do since last June. Today I took my walker to my medical appointment instead of my chair. I was comfortably able to do it and it felt amazing! I feel very proud that I'm finding my limits every day. Stretching myself to build muscle and do my best.


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