It’s been a month (almost)

I love a good gratitude practice.  I mean I practice it daily but If you ever want a lesson in gratitude….have surgery.  Seriously, I don’t wish it on anyone but somedays there’s a lesson to learn.

It’s very bizarre that one day you suffer mightily to do something and a few days later, magically you can do it.  I guess it must be like being a kid again.

This weeks prime example is:  Thursday night I stood to teach an hour yoga class (great class, not so fun for me).  After class, I stopped and got a whopping 3 things st a grocery store and drove home nearly in tears.  Saturday I taught an aromatherapy workshop (seated) but then did a full shop, stood in the longest checkout line ever, drive home even further, and had do 3 trips up and down stairs to bring everything in (I can’t carry a lot yet) then put it all away…and then had to get an ice pack.

A few days ago loading the dishwasher almost did me in.  Tonight I cleaned the kitchen, loaded the dishwasher, and even swiffered before sitting.

Not only is this all a lesson in gratitude, but pushing limits mentally (and some physically).  I guess the old quote “if you think you can do something you can, if you don’t think you can do something, you can’t.  Either way you’re right….” has been right all along! 

What’s Your Mantra?

I was watching an episode of Fixer Upper, actually one of many, many episodes over the last few weeks.   Anyway they remodeled a home for a wounded warrior and in the shower they added his mantra.

Yeaterday in one of my oil groups an interview surfaced from Janes Lawrence, The Iron Cowboy, who completed 50 full Ironman’s in as many days, each morning in a new state.  He also had a mantra for the last 30 races, after falling asleep on his bike (literally) and wiping out.  He had an 8 minute epiphany literally. Crazy tough dude.

So that got me thinking. We all need a mantra!  I mean I teach it in yoga mind-body classes all the time but why wasn’t I applying it to my life now, when I needed it the most?

So here it is….Make Every Step Count.  Literally, figuratively and metaphorically.  We never know how much time we have on this ride of life.  We don’t know what new circumstances can surface in our health.  But also something as simple as losing power for a chunk of the day, and the mindfulness that it brings as time ticks slower.  It’s all good, so make it count….

Well I didn’t see that coming….

So yesterday my Mom left to go home.  I’m still gimpy but gaining more independence each day.  It’s tough.  I’ll be honest, everything that you don’t think about…I have to make a huge concerted effort at.  Today was making the bed.  Seriously.  That is a lot of effort, and it still looks crappy lol.

Tomorrow if my first morning, getting the dogs out, feeding/watering them, making the bed and just the typical every day morning routine.  That also means an ice pack after.

 

Anyway, by the end of the day my pain levels were into the shitty range, which I never see coming until it’s in the bad zone.

But a funny other thing happened.  I burst into tears for about 15 minutes.  Nothing happened.  No one thing started the waterfall.  I think the combined frustration of not being able to do what I’ve wanted for years now, combined with the pain, and the walking on egg shells around someone who’s helping but still in my house when I’m used to privacy,  the putting on a brave face, and the last straw was me missing my one dog who was my cuddler, just finally just all collapsed into a stream of tears.  After I was fine.  Like nothing had happened but the weight of the world lifted just a little bit.

Bottom line if there’s more to rehab then just doing your exercises and “being positive”.  It’s fighting you’re way thru when the odds aren’t always great.  It’s keeping going when folks say, you shouldn’t do “x”.  It’s keeping perspective when your kinda turned upside down due to pain, anesthesia, etc.  It’s staying focused but also allowing a release valve to exist and be used do that indeed you can release the stuff that doesn’t work for you.