Building Strength and Optimism
“It turns out that I'm not as weak as I thought. In what has been a pretty difficult stretch, that's very welcome news.”
I guess I don't get to feel sorry for myself after all. Darn.
I went back to physical therapy today. I went back to work. I know that the radiation has weakened me. I feel it when I stand, I feel it when one of my legs buckles when I'm going down the stairs. That's scary. My memory of falling is still pretty fresh. So I've been a little depressed about losing some of the progress made.
Well, I guess I didn't have to worry so much. My therapist worked me pretty hard today. She's good at that. But I did OK. It turns out that I'm not as weak as I thought. In what has been a pretty difficult stretch, that's very welcome news.
That doesn't mean that I don't feel the effects. I do. I'm a little stiff, a little sore. Ice packs help some, and I'm going for another one as soon as I finish writing.
I know that I have a long, long way to go. My hope is to get to the point where I don't need to use the walker all the time, where I don't have to think before I stand, where I don't need to plan out my route ahead of time.
After today's session, there's optimism mixed in with the muscle stiffness. This may work out after all.
7:13 AM ET | 04-18-2008 | permalink

