While everyone is posting pictures of the place they went to, I'd like to praise the possibility of going somewhere.
It's been 2 weeks since my birthday and a week since I have a lumbar slipped disc. Every morning I woke up and learnt how to move my body and walk again. Over and over again... It took me not less then 15 minutes to get up from bed... through pain and sweat.
Till now every single move that takes you seconds, takes me minutes. You never know when pain comes, so you try and learn.
Shower is a dream for me. By the end of the day you get so exhausted that the only desire is to relax the muscles in bed. Honestly, I fought with that and pushed myself to have one almost every day.
New day-new ability. I wish I could say that I got obvious improvements but it's teeny tiny and not those that you expect.
Two days ago, I realised that I can't lift my hands high enough to tie my hair in the pony tail...Yesterday I found out that I cannot look down...
I started physiotherapy from the first day it happened and I couldn't be assured that it helped me till today.
Discouraged and in tears, I sat on the balcony, thinking that I don't know what to do with my body. I'm treating it but there's not much of a progress.
Listening to your body is crucial in such case.
So, I listened. I stopped physiotherapy and lay down every time I felt I needed it.
Today it took me 10 minutes to get up. Small but victory! I cooked spaghetti! It took me a while but it's all mine! Second victory. I could straighten my back! Third victory!
Sometimes all you need is just rest and loving heart beside you that says "don't give up!".
And yup.. It's all mine 😊