News flash: Yesterday I tripped and almost fell but didn't.
This might seem like a post about nothing, along the lines of "Seinfeld" being a show about nothing. But when you have a weakness, i.e. "I almost (fill in the blank) but then it passed," you can be thankful for that small accomplishment.
I walked Maddie twice around the lake to get some extra exercise yesterday, taking a different route back to stop at the ATM. When I stepped off the curb, my foot caught in a crack in the pavement, my ankle twisted a little, and I felt like I might lose my balance just as a car approached. I jumped back onto the sidewalk, and feeling a little wobbly, regained my balance back and walked back home.
Whew. Of course Joe would say I shouldn't be almost falling and that I should look where I'm going, which is true, but I was glad that at least I could stop the fall.
I tried jogging a little the other day, but since I had the dog with me, it wasn't a good gauge because I was concentrating more on her than on myself. I will have to try it again without her, but I am having trouble with the idea of "getting back on the horse," applying in my case both to running and biking. My bike remains in quarantine at Rook's house, and I think that when he brings it back I shouldn't try again until the spring. But it wouldn't hurt to give running a try, except that have fear of falling.
Tennis is working out better. I went to George's outside clinic Wednesday, and since I was the only one who showed up, I got a private for the price of a group lesson. We hit a lot of balls, and George said my strokes were the best he's seen in a long time. I brought up my father's comment that you shouldn't kid yourself about how good you are when you're hitting with the pro. George said that still, it takes some doing to hit the ball back so many times.
I said it must have been all that lying on the couch. Either that or the hand grips I used, one upstairs and one downstairs. George said that could have kept my arm strong.
"When you're sidelined, there's usually some little thing you can do even if you're not moving around," he said.
Words of wisdom from a tennis pro and something to think of if you're laid up. Just do a little something, whatever you can do, and it's better than nothing.
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Sunday, September 30, 2012
Saturday, September 13, 2008
I've been worried about my mattress
After I came home from my last hospital stay, I noticed that my mattress was having some kind of breakdown. A valley had formed on the side where I usually sleep. I had turned it several times, but the valley would not go away. My sleep, which I badly needed for healing, was interrupted as I tried to “climb” to the high side to even things out.
Finally I asked myself, “Why are you doing this?”
I can’t go back to work until a year after my last transplant (June 10), but surely I can afford a new mattress, I reasoned.
My friend Margaret had been raving about her new memory foam mattress, so I got one for myself.
It’s been about two weeks, and I still can’t get used to it. The same valley forms around my body as before, only this time it’s supposed to do that. But, half asleep, I roll around trying to undo one valley and, in the process, I make another.
Was one bad memory leading to another?
Today I talked to Margaret. First I told her that I was getting a little jittery about my upcoming checkup, and then I launched into my mattress mishegos. Midway through, I realized that the conversation was sounding like it belonged in a “Seinfeld” episode.
“When you sit on the edge of a bed to put your shoes on, your mattress is not supposed to sag,” I said.
“But it goes back to its normal shape,” Margaret reasoned.
“Yes, but it’s bothering me, and I think I might exchange it. I’m losing sleep over it,” I said.
Over the many years of our friendship, Margaret has listened to me obsess about a range of issues, both large and small. She suggested I find out the return policy and then take advantage of any grace period to give the mattress a chance.
But then she said maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to be obsessing about the mattress after all.
“It will take your mind off your checkup,” she said.
I guess there's something to what she said. Most of the time we try to distract ourselves with good thoughts and memories, but all aspects of everyday life offer an opportunity to focus on what's right in front of us.
Finally I asked myself, “Why are you doing this?”
I can’t go back to work until a year after my last transplant (June 10), but surely I can afford a new mattress, I reasoned.
My friend Margaret had been raving about her new memory foam mattress, so I got one for myself.
It’s been about two weeks, and I still can’t get used to it. The same valley forms around my body as before, only this time it’s supposed to do that. But, half asleep, I roll around trying to undo one valley and, in the process, I make another.
Was one bad memory leading to another?
Today I talked to Margaret. First I told her that I was getting a little jittery about my upcoming checkup, and then I launched into my mattress mishegos. Midway through, I realized that the conversation was sounding like it belonged in a “Seinfeld” episode.
“When you sit on the edge of a bed to put your shoes on, your mattress is not supposed to sag,” I said.
“But it goes back to its normal shape,” Margaret reasoned.
“Yes, but it’s bothering me, and I think I might exchange it. I’m losing sleep over it,” I said.
Over the many years of our friendship, Margaret has listened to me obsess about a range of issues, both large and small. She suggested I find out the return policy and then take advantage of any grace period to give the mattress a chance.
But then she said maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to be obsessing about the mattress after all.
“It will take your mind off your checkup,” she said.
I guess there's something to what she said. Most of the time we try to distract ourselves with good thoughts and memories, but all aspects of everyday life offer an opportunity to focus on what's right in front of us.
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