It's hard to imagine how much swimming you do, BBS, but there you are, out there and swimming away. However, back when I was swimming, I did notice that even on days when I thought I could hardly move a muscle, once I got in that water I was amazed at how limber I suddenly was.
Yesterday I thought I'd be in for quite a workout because I decided I had to put my old bedroom arrangement back the way it was. A couple of months ago I posted about how I'd moved the furniture around.
The neighbors next door are very quiet even though there are two of them. The woman before them was noisier than the two of them. So after giving them a chance to settle in, I decided to put the bed back against the wall that adjoins their apartment, which is really the only place a bed can be in these apartments because of the way they're designed. You can't block the phone jack or the emergency pullcord or the heating unit.
That rules out quite a lot of space. My new arrangement was blocking the heating unit, and I knew I could be told not to do that--even though I never use that heating unit.
Someone could accidentally turn it on because there's a wall switch for it.
Also, being so near the patio door was a bit drafty. So I've had my little experiment and it didn't work so well.
It meant 5 more steps to the bathroom. I didn't think that amounted to much of an increase but in the middle of the night, it turns out that it matters, as I found out the other night when I didn't make it to the bathroom in time.
Who'd have thought that 25 steps instead of 20 would matter?
So yesterday I moved everything back and was dreading being stiff for quite a while, but I planned the whole thing right down to when I could rotate the bed around so as not to have to move any of the heavier furniture any more than necessary.
I actually did this and went on to do some ironing later in the day. I moved a bed, a 4-drawer dresser and two endtables plus a lamp and radio without any damage to me or to the things.
Last night I was able to use the walker to get up out of bed at night more easily than with that newer arrangement, where the walker had to be crowded into a small space and somehow wasn't as handy, but maybe it's just that I've been used to the way it has been for 8 years.
Bbs, I saw Rory Kennedy on our local PBS channel talking about her surfing documentary and thought of you. They used a helicopter to film, often below the level of an 80' wave that Laird was on. Risky for everyone.
ANN, that video makes surfing seem so effortless. I'm sure a person has to learn by rugged trial and error how to ride those waves.
The Hercules award of the month? [bowing humbly] I'm so appreciative--and, spurred on by the loud applause, today I did a load of laundry and went on to pot 5 plant cuttings. That involved hauling a substantial bag of dirt around plus quite a bit of standing.
Absolutely the award should go to ANN. I wouldn't attempt getting around an airport! And what's this about packing?
Maybe you've been packing before leaving for a trip to see your mom?
Good time of year to travel--before the snow starts to become a problem. Though I seem to recall snow on Halloween in Chicago at least once. Shivering trick or treaters covered with white flakes, etc.
Today is the first day back to the public pool. I was tempted to avoid it, fearful of all the bad stuff that could happen due to the new limits brought on by SPS and MS. Then I read Laz’s thread
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So, I reframed my anxiety what if mindset and said, “I refuse to give up my identity of meeting adversity head on. I will do what I can still do, no excuses”
So, I drove to the heated public pool. I walked the 30 Yards to the pool. I asked the lifeguard to help me lower self to the ground and back up after hoisting self out of pool,(which I can still do since it’s all arm action).
I swam 350 Yards, stopped 100 Yards short of 1/4 mile since I knew I had to still do hard physical stuff after. Successfully hoisted self up onto the deck. Guard pulled me up. Walked 40 Yards to locker room. Stood under shower . Stripped off wetsuit standing, causing muscle tightening in rib cage, dried off still standing, dressed, walked 20 Yards to car and drove home. Hung up wet gear and walked upstairs.
The hardest part, besides tamping down fear, was the inability to sit. All of the seats are low down, like as low as a normal toilet. There would be no way to lower and raise self. And it’s hard for me to stand for so long. I will try to figure out a solution to this.
There is no handicap parking. Not problem today. But on crowded days would be a def problem. Will look into that.
As I became anxious mid swim, I visualized all my virtual friends at BT cheering me on. :j
I might try and go surfing tomorrow. Ironically, they have a beach wheelchair which makes it easier in some ways than the pool situation!
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