3.14.14 “March Meltdown 2014” Take 2

I didn’t really start feeling the effects of the “Meltdown” until I got to Barwis. It was cold in the morning and then I was inside of the school all day.  As I got out of my car and transferred to my wheelchair, I noticed all of the puddles from the melting snow. It wasn’t super cold and I groaned because I could feel the effects of the moisture in the air in my body. I was grateful I was at Barwis and I would feel better soon.

When my body feels like this, I wish I were an artist. A picture is worth a thousand words so I wish I could show people how my body feels. It is screaming!!!  It is super tight and it hurts.  But I am grateful that I got a little bit of a reprieve on my birthday so I was able to walk my 35 yards. But now it is “March Meltdown 2014” take 2 and it hurts.  I hope there isn’t going to be a take 3 and finally all of this snow will go away so my body will feel a little bit better.

Phil asked me how I was feeling when I got into a Barwis.  I told him that I am coming down from the high of Wednesday and the “Meltdown” has begun again. He stretched me at the Keiser machine for a long while and then we did a few stands.  The standing was very difficult.  Then he told me to head over to the table so he could stretch me out some more.  The stretching kind of hurt and I was grunting through it.  My body DID loosen up substantially but I was SO tight to begin with.

I am MOST grateful that this effect of the “Meltdown” came after my amazing “Walking Wednesday” though because now I am POSITIVE that the walking will come but I know it’s not going to be easy or linear and there will be “bad” days sprinkled in there. So I am continuing to work hard and not going to let these “bad” days get me down because I KNOW that I have some walking to do.

Phil put me in my car and told me that I had a good stretch.  We wished each other good weekends and he put his fist out to fist bump.  I put my hand out to grab it and he moved it away, laughed, and shut my door.  Maybe my birthday was my last “joystick.” Or nah.  I’ll get another.