I used to be pretty fit. I regularly went to the gym around the corner to train. With weights And sometimes I also played with a dance and jump lesson with such exaggerated instructor and avid stamp of that music actually not to hear but very good whipping. To bring the muscles and adrenaline balance I did to Tai Chi, with an instructor in its own way was fanatical and with soft nature sounds on the speakers. And then I also went walking regularly for the fresh air, cycling and running with my love. Through all these physical activity I had a strong and supple vaahaka body, good condition and little stressed. And I did not particularly.
After a few months in bed, and many anti-headache pills there was little more about my condition and my strength. Of moving, I was dizzy and my head was pounding. I could barely stand up and beaten by the state of my brains did not my muscles what I wanted. The stairs, with knife and fork food, my feet turn right, it was all suddenly terribly difficult and strenuous.
And the stress and anxiety through the pain and my inability sudden vaahaka I could not lose in sports so I got on top of everything, it's all awkward tension complaints. vaahaka Back pain, muscle pain, cramps, stiff neck, abdominal pain by indigestion, eczema and vitamin deficiency due to lack of sunshine and fresh air. My whole body was confused and revolted against the lack of physical activity.
I used my body always easy handle what I asked and not too much complaining if I went too far one time. I found my strength actually granted. So when suddenly almost nothing was obviously vaahaka my confidence got a big hid Mama, I was scared and insecure because I felt weak and vulnerable and could move. Not
During vaahaka my rehabilitation I could be 5 things that I found important to again. Of course itself were able to cook and wash and dress myself to the top of the list because it makes me be less dependent on daily help. But their confidence in my body I found of great importance to my health and wellbeing. I just wanted to I could once again.
First with a very sweet and patient physiotherapist exercises to see what went well and what did not. My balance was debris and everything that moved my head made me cower in fear and dizziness. So I spent hours on a mat facing with my head on a pillow while my legs and arms moved very slowly. This allowed my muscles used to move and I slowly became smoother and less afraid.
I could also swim in the pool at the rehabilitation center with a supervisor and one other woman. But without music and without other people. At first I could barely changing clothes on without getting tired afterwards and showering was a marathon in itself. I could not drive because the lapping of the water literally brought me out of balance and fluorescent tubes on the ceiling were much too bright. But after a few times I began to relax and yet I kept getting longer. And afterwards in the cafeteria croquette made amends.
My love took me on short walks around the neighborhood. Usually late in the evening when it was very quiet on the street. I often had no sense because I was so tired but he had no compassion and would not surrender. I shuffled but still behind him, looking at the ground because I was to stumble afraid. First to the corner and back, then to the block, continues. I sometimes stumbled over my own feet, curbs seemed like chasms and any unexpected bump I got cramp everywhere. My body then literally sat braced against a possible fall.
Now we are almost three years later. And I have my body and my confidence largely recovered again. It's not like it was and that no more. The I can not go to the gym because there is too much pressure from the people and the music. So I have at home a mat, a yoga ball and some weights. My love helps me with my exercises for my coordination vaahaka and balance are still bad. And train together is also very nice.
The curbs, I somewhat under control although I have to pay attention well. The circles around the block have become long walks and then I reward myself with a hot tub. And I can also become quite reasonable cycling. Everything costs a lot of energy and time but it pays so terribly. It also seems like my head is slightly feel better by all fresh air and exercise. I'm finally tired sometimes good again with a reason instead of just miserable tired for no reason.
But my greatest triumph is that I started hard again
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