It's Mothers Day. even though I rag about my Mom and that dementia has officially been diagnosed and the thrills that it brings, I love my Mom. The Mom she used to be and the one she is now. This a picture, taken long ago, with my late uncle Steve & Aunt Rose from my dad's side. My uncle looked a great deal like my dad. who knows where he is at the time, he-he-he. Anyways, I love you Mom no matter what, I love you & thank you for every thing you did for me. Teaching me to be independent, strong willed, honest and caring. Thank you.
Well, Dance Week once again is filled with drama. One of the lady's in both of my dance pieces has wrecked her back but good. I texted the other girls and we'll do what we must in her honor. I'm so worried for her. I certainly don't want her to feel any worse and stressed. She definitely doesn't need nor deserve that. My friend A. is learning M.'s part in the Bollywood piece. The Belly dance piece will now be a quartet.
First let me say how stunned I was with myself for not freaking out. That would be my norm not all that long ago. Boy have I grown as a human being. It is what it is and we're just gonna have to tweek things to get around it. Another of "my girls" said that my keeping calm, helped her to do the same. Wow!
I gave M. my sports & spine chiropractors number, who got her in but decided it was in her best interest to see a Dr. He didn't want to possibly make things worse for her. We'll find out after her MRI in the morning. She's terrified and I can certainly understand that.
My physical therapy is going well. Trying to get some balance between the quads & the hamstrings, release the medial head of the gastroc and the it band, strengthen the glutes as well as flexibility of the knee joint. All kinds of exercises being placed on me. The newest was the chair scoot. Again all of the way around the facility. Sitting on a rolling stool, you extend your legs out in front of to, touch down with the heels and pull yourself forward with the hamstrings. Moving heel to toe, sitting tall, all the while desperately trying to keep equal workload on both legs. Oh my! By the end of the go-around, my hammy's were screaming.
I do get harped on because of my turned out legs. Good grief, I've been teased, laughed at, etc. for the way I walk and the way I stand (4th position by the way). I can't help it. the whole 2 times I went cross-country skiing, I could herringbone up a hill with no problem but getting back down the hill wasn't so pretty. My skis would start to bow out and down I'd go. I got hired for 1 job decades ago because I walked like a duck. Oh well, she's not letting me get away with it. A woman after my own heart, I guess.
It's all good. I am getting stronger and doing much more than I was a few weeks ago. I requested to be left on the schedule to teach a low impact, beginner level cardio/fitness class. Gotta do it sometime. I'm moving more & more without thinking about it which is good. Everyone around me is more worried than I am at this point.
The nightmare of short-term disability continues and HR is trying to take care of the mess.
I pity anyone that ever has to go through this. It's worse than the surgery.
Party plans are going well. Of course a big wind is again plaguing my backyard fixings. enough with the wind already. I know I'm being selfish. The rest of the country has been through hell weather-wise but I am what I am.
Peace out everyone and Happy Mothers Day!
First let me say how stunned I was with myself for not freaking out. That would be my norm not all that long ago. Boy have I grown as a human being. It is what it is and we're just gonna have to tweek things to get around it. Another of "my girls" said that my keeping calm, helped her to do the same. Wow!
I gave M. my sports & spine chiropractors number, who got her in but decided it was in her best interest to see a Dr. He didn't want to possibly make things worse for her. We'll find out after her MRI in the morning. She's terrified and I can certainly understand that.
My physical therapy is going well. Trying to get some balance between the quads & the hamstrings, release the medial head of the gastroc and the it band, strengthen the glutes as well as flexibility of the knee joint. All kinds of exercises being placed on me. The newest was the chair scoot. Again all of the way around the facility. Sitting on a rolling stool, you extend your legs out in front of to, touch down with the heels and pull yourself forward with the hamstrings. Moving heel to toe, sitting tall, all the while desperately trying to keep equal workload on both legs. Oh my! By the end of the go-around, my hammy's were screaming.
I do get harped on because of my turned out legs. Good grief, I've been teased, laughed at, etc. for the way I walk and the way I stand (4th position by the way). I can't help it. the whole 2 times I went cross-country skiing, I could herringbone up a hill with no problem but getting back down the hill wasn't so pretty. My skis would start to bow out and down I'd go. I got hired for 1 job decades ago because I walked like a duck. Oh well, she's not letting me get away with it. A woman after my own heart, I guess.
It's all good. I am getting stronger and doing much more than I was a few weeks ago. I requested to be left on the schedule to teach a low impact, beginner level cardio/fitness class. Gotta do it sometime. I'm moving more & more without thinking about it which is good. Everyone around me is more worried than I am at this point.
The nightmare of short-term disability continues and HR is trying to take care of the mess.
I pity anyone that ever has to go through this. It's worse than the surgery.
Party plans are going well. Of course a big wind is again plaguing my backyard fixings. enough with the wind already. I know I'm being selfish. The rest of the country has been through hell weather-wise but I am what I am.
Peace out everyone and Happy Mothers Day!
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