I am sitting on my deck looking out at my yard, feeling pleasantly
tired and relaxed. I did a couple hours
of weeding, cleaning up, and watering.
Now I need to sit. The sun is low
in the sky and I’m beginning to feel the chill that comes with a late summer
evening.
This morning I had a physical therapy session with a woman who claims
to have a sixth sense about bodies. She
does. My regular physical therapist, the
owner of the clinic, brings this woman in from another state every 6 weeks or
so. I always feel so much better when I
walk out. I think part of my tiredness
right now is my body adjusting to her treatment.
Last week during my biweekly physical therapy session, my therapist and
I were discussing what will happen when I qualify for Medicare. She referred to me as one of her chronic pain
patients. Oh. I just hadn’t thought of myself like
that. I know people who are much worse
off than me. I do deal with a certain
level of discomfort or pain daily. It is
my baseline, my normal.
I get regular physical therapy to help me with my scoliosis (curvature
of the spine) plus all the problems it causes and my arthritis. I take medications also. I exercise regularly. The exercise is essential for me to be able
to keep moving. I am a person who
prefers to be on the go. I like to be
active.
I am also someone who lives in the present. My body is now causing me to think a bit more
into the future. I have to sit and rest
periodically even if I would prefer to keep going. It pains me to accept that there are some
things I will never do again, like backpacking.
I am pushing to improve my yard and make it easier to care for. My husband and I are beginning to discuss
trips we want to take with our retirement savings—before we are no longer able
to do it.
I don’t think any medical person can really tell me exactly what will
happen to my body in the future. I’m not
sure that I want to know. I do know that
I will not get better. I also know I
will live my life to its fullest to the best of my ability. There are so many wonderful things to
experience in our world. How could I not?
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