Kathy (dear friend who has spent 6 or 8 hours with me every week, or every other week, for the past 5 years, helping with my house or whatever projects I need) and I have noticed another "brain jump" with me in recent weeks. All the sudden, several "firsts" seem to be coming together, allowing me to make several new steps of progress within just the last few weeks.
Wednesday she came and cleaned my kitchen, then we got started on reorganizing my pantry. We only made it through the bottom five shelves before running out of time.
Thursday, I went to Bible study, then figured I would spend two hours and finish up the project.
I DID actually finish, own my own even, but the rest of the job took me over five hours!
I'm so sore from all that bending, squatting, lifting, reaching! I was so exhausted by the time I printed my labels and was misspelling words and having to reprint them three times. I couldn't even walk straight. I was in bed by seven and didn't sleep well as muscles felt like they were "vibrating" all night.
What makes this accomplishment so significant though, is it is the very first major project I have finished BY MYSELF since the strokes. I have always needed some to help me, or at least be in the room with me, to finish a large task. This time, I DID IT!
This morning, I almost called my mom to cancel this morning's water aerobics because I'm so sore and had a rough night. I decided I really should go. After all, we have missed sever classes lately.
I got to class just fine, got in the water, visited with friends, then the class started...
I was instantly nauseous.
I stopped moving. That fixed things...for about 30 seconds.
Folks, I've been doing water aerobics since 10 months after my first stroke, since I could barely walk AT ALL. Usually I'm fine. Just not today.
I made my way to the stairs. I decided to hold onto the wall, close my eyes, and just walk the end of the pool. I also sat on the stairs with my eyes closed (taking out all visual stimulation helped) and did some leg work. I lasted about 20 minutes (it's a 45 minute class) then knew I absolutely had to get out.
By the time I hit the showers, I was so weak and wobbly I could hardly get my swimsuit off. Getting dressed, I was SLOW and my clothes each felt like they weighed 30 pounds. I've been home three hours, feet up in a recliner, and accomplished little. Mom's bringing dinner tonight!
When my kids were little and learning new skills, huge leaps forward were often accompanied with or immediately followed by regression in other areas where the skills had been long-established, like potty training successes might cause the lack of being able to identify certain alphabet letters that had to be re-learned. I'm thinking my brain is going through a similar rewiring process at the moment.