Cardio

 I desired to increase my cardio workout, so I requested more exercise after my normal therapy session. (I am a gluten for punishment! See video.) They assist me as I get onto this bicycle-like machine they call a Biodex. It’s more like pushing and pulling with a bike motion.

My goal is 50 RPMs (I tried to convert to MPHs, but there’s all these other factors, such as resistance.) Sometimes I fall below 50 RPMs, but I go in surges. It’s difficult to do that constantly. I’ve done 70! By the end (10-15 minutes,) I am very sweaty. So I must be exerting myself. (Looking for energy donations!)

Pushing

Lately, I have been working on stability when standing. (See both videos.) I stand in the middle of the room, and they push and pull me to see if I can recover. I always say, “Oh, you’re pushing me around again!” I am convinced that moving my single arm is definitely going to help me. (A hopeless attempt!) The greatest help comes from my toes. (Really! They assist a lot with balancing.) When I hold my hand in the air (raise the roof,) I feel as if I’m being mugged! (I wouldn’t know, I’m just guessing!) 

When they pull me with a band, I often overwhelm them. My left arm has become very strong! Sometimes I pull her. It’s assuring that the therapist is there holding my right arm. I have a safety net if things get out of control! We laugh the entire time, I guess it is pretty funny looking!

​In my normal fashion, I begin thinking deeper about pushing. As the mother of a former and a present teenager, I know pushing (or in other words nagging or forcing) you most definitely will get push-back and obstinance. Things will never go your way. Just like pushing on a screw won’t get it into the hole. But if you slowly, surely twist it in. (Tada!) It’s in the way you intended. Teenage relations require a little more finess than simply twisting, and it totally depends on the kid, too. Whatever you’re dealing with, it almost never works to just push something with all your might. Frustrated pushing rarely yields favorable results. You must stay calm, take a breath, and slowly and with concentration try again. Use ingenuity instead of force. I think that’s true with a lot of things. (Just sayin’!)


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Balance – 7/5/17

Balance is one of the things I have been working on lately. It’s a tricky thing, balance is. (I never thought about it before.) You gotta move your toes, and leg (I can move,) my good arm, too. 

In the gym, (or ‘on land,’ as they say) I have been standing for extended periods and moving golf tees from on block to another. That is actually hard to do! The therapist says I’m a perfectionist. I do the tees symmetrical, and I won’t sit down until both blocks are straight in the widow sill!

As I’m in the pool, we balance, but the water is not completely still. The movement is made by me and the therapist. I use my left foot often to keep me as steady as possible. But I never feel in total control no matter how hard I try. (That must be what drunk feels like?)

Working on my balance made me think of balance in general. Do we feel our lives are balanced? That means do we have a good balance between work and family? If you don’t have a family, do you have a good balance between work and play? (It applies in so many ways, depending how you look at it!) Strive to acheive that in your live. Don’t allow working constantly all day (and night) get in the way of your personal life. You will most assuredly see a positive difference. (I am speaking from experience!) No matter what you’re into, or give your day many of your hours, look at it seriously, and decide if you should spread your time around. 

Have you seen the meme saying “Only 10 more summers until your child is gone, use your time well!” (More or less depending on age.) Arghhh! I never thought about it that way! (The pressure is on.) Don’t think, “Oh, we’ll do it later.” Because later might never come. Seize the moment. (Take it from me,) we would’ve done more with the family if we would’ve known our life would drastically change. (You just never know!)

Sorry about my rant. I just feel strongly, we all need to work very hard to balance our time and bodies. (Balance is a funny thing!)

Swim – 6/28/17

I engage in water therapy three times a week. The floor of the pool is a treadmill, and I employ a lot of walking. I workout with other exercises also. (This pic above is my forced smile. Don’t miss the video below.) Because of the weightlessness of the water, I am able to move much more freely. It is letting me perform many motor functions I could not normally do. It is geared to help my body remember and hopefully “unthaw “and work like it is supposed to.

We have loads of fun. I’m always trying to do normal things, and I occasionally freak out my therapist Collin by doing unexpected random strokes like lunge back into a backstroke or try to float on my own. I enjoy hopping, since I can’t do that on land! We have too much fun, and he is impressed with my eighties music, movie, and superhero knowledge. We laugh most of the 45 minutes I’m in the pool. Now and then Amy has to stop the treadmill, I’m laughing too much to keep up.  One day, I was working on standing balance. My fingers tried to assist with this fast little paddling. Collin thought that was hilarious. I used to bowl the same way. (The ball will go in with a bit of body language, right?) 

Thanks to Amy for helping me get somewhat dry, then I go lay in the sun! I really enjoy ‘swimming,’ even if it’s in an exercise capacity. (Just keep swimming, just keep swimming!)

Housework – 6/21/17

You might say, “Yep, she’s lost it.” But I would love to do all the housework right now. When I go home, it takes all I have not to get on the floor and clean. (I seriously have asked Darin to put me in my former front flower patch, I just want to pull those weeds so bad!) As I recovering perfectionist, I am inherently drawn to want things straight and clean and orderly. I have even been tempted to jump out of bed here where I’m staying, but then common sense kicks in and my brain tells me, “Ahhh you better not, that could end badly.” 

Today in Occupational Therapy, he put me to work. I stood at the sink, and washed some dishes. Memories of work gone by flooded my mind. It felt so good to do something I’ve done (and disliked) for so many years! Then I folded towels and used my right paralyzed hand to hold them still. To be useful is really fulfilling, I’ve been a drain on society for too long. (I’m glad I can still be good for something!) Be thankful you can do your housework. (You never thought you’d hear that!)

One Step At a Time – 6/14/17

​Hoopla erupted in the gym the other day! I was starting to lift my right foot off the ground, but the carpet was stopping it from going any farther. So they duct taped my toe to stop the resistance. (New fashion trend!) Darin was there and we did a bunch of standing, and I took a drink as I stood there. 

Then we walked. The first step I took, the therapist shouted. I got the weight off my foot and kicked it forward. For every step there was a shout. After a while everyone in gym was cheering! (Kind of embarrassing!) I think it was a mixture of my hip and knee. Darin took Collin’s phone, and started recording. When it was time to go back to my wheelchair I said, “No!” I’m not done yet! We walked about 10 more feet, then my time was up. It felt so good to be mobile again! (Even though I had help!)

Standing Alone – 6/7/17

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​​​I have been doing marathon standing lately. (50+ times, see the video) Practice makes perfect, I stood on my own for the first time today! (!!!) And I can balance on my own! (Look, ma no hands!) Wow, this is the first time in ten months. It feels so good the stand straight up. It is amazing how many muscles you utilize to stand. Plus, I learned that standing is easier if you lean forward past your feet. I never analyzed it before! I just stood up without thinking about it! Now I have to think about technique. “When push comes to shove, you’ll know what you’re made of…”

I started thinking about standing symbolically. I believe we absolutely must stand for what we believe in. People here, where I’m staying, know I don’t drink coffee and I don’t smoke and I don’t swear. I stand for what I believe in by being an example of my morals. I try hard to be a nice person. I’m setting the example of a disciple of Christ. (We are a house set on a hill, don’t hide your light!)  If it is necessary that you ever have to make a stand, other than setting an example, I hope you shine with bravery and courage. Stand for what you believe in! Just stand!