I think a good chunk of it is related to my concussion not quite two weeks ago. My body has decided this stage of healing requires fatigue along with MASSIVE doses of pain. My lower back and left leg have been especially unkind much of the week, demanding hours down in bed each day (I really only managed a couple hours OUT of bed all day Wednesday because the pain was so high and intense),
And I know part of my struggle is that I've been "single parenting" since Friday night with hubby out of the country (he's on the plane home right now!). I have had, not only the stress of that responsibility or being the only adult in the house (stress greatly lessened by the fact that my oldest became a licenced driver early this month - congratulations, Joshua!!!), but significant lack of sleep both in mornings (Rick usually takes "morning shift" of getting the kids out the door to school and lets me sleep, but my alarm's been going of between 5 to 5:45 every morning this week) and evenings (I'm "wired" to be a night person by nature and can usually get to sleep around 9 or 10 if Rick is home, but without him here, have seen somewhere between 11:30 and 2am before getting to sleep, every single night this week). My body needs at least 9 hours of sleep every 24, and, even with naps, I'm not getting nearly enough sleep this week!
You would think that with all those extra wakeful hours I would have been productive this week. The house testifies otherwise. It looks atrocious! I had dreams of having some projects accomplished when Rick gets home. Didn't happen!
I just feel physically "fragile" right now. A rather strong wind gusted as I was coming out of the gym (that I could not manage anywhere near normal speed nor intensity of activity this morning!) and, even with my cane, I just felt unsteady, like the breeze could easily blow me over. In the pool, I had vertigo from the movement of the surface of the waves and just felt like the water around me was more than my brain could process today.
The one real positive that's come out of this week (other than that we all survived and no major injuries for anyone while Rick was gone) is that I have done some training for my Lilla Rose (hair Flexi) business while I've been down in bed. (If you missed the story of why this is so significant to me, check out I Can Do It!) My mom and daughter are going to help me exhibit at a tiny craft fair over the first weekend of November and I started building my Facebook page yesterday and already have my first Facebook Boutique booked - she came to me and requested the show!
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By the time this post is scheduled to go live, presuming there are no insurance hiccups, I should have has three therapy sessions with the AlterG (and yes, Kendra, you are absolutely allowed to be "happy jealous" - I SO wish you had access to this therapy too!), but as I write, I've only tried it once so far.
|I realized I had more butterflies when I got dressed that day!|
You start by putting on a tight pair of "biker shorts" with an attached "skirt" that's edged with a zipper.
Then you step onto the treadmill and up into the cavity of the bubble, that is then raised up around you.
You zip in, the bubble inflates with air, then the treadmill weighs and calibrates to your exact weight at that very moment...
You start at 100% gravity, then the machine can be adjusted down to as low as 30%, or anywhere in between.
If these videos don't work for you or you want to see the amazing progress a few weeks later, I put up a video on YouTube too.
I found that the lower the gravity dropped, the less pain I experienced in that left leg (much like sometimes happens in the pool), but also the less control (unlike in water that creates pressure and provides constant feedback through sensation), I maintained over it! However, because there is a video screen of my feet directly in front of me, as long as I carefully watched my steps, I was able to walk very smoothly, only kicking wildly (this is recorded in a file that was too long/large to upload here) when I was not watching the screen and receiving visual input. Amazing!
|The feel better orchid my hubby brought me after my concussion.|