My third day of doing pulmonary rehab went well. I still didn’t want to go. Perhaps it is because I took my new medication that I am supposed to be taking for ten days Ciprofloxacin. I know a mouth full to say. I am supposed to be taking it twice a day for ten days. It causes drowsiness, which the bottle wasn’t lying. Thirty minutes after I took my first dose I started to get sleepy. Not a pleasant thing when you have pulmonary rehab to get done. I forced myself to go.
I am proud of myself. I did 20 minutes on the NuRide at 41 percent wattage. I am getting a hang of moving. In the learning aspect of rehab we learned how to do purse lip breathing. Basically what you do when you are huffing and puffing having difficulty getting air into your lungs or out of your lungs. You take a slow and I mean slow breath in and then you slowly let it out. You do this anytime you are doing any sort of activity and you also allow yourself to rest. The resting part is something I have difficulty with. I want to push myself until I get the darn thing done and then rest, but nope. I am supposed to take small breaks while doing the activity. I am to allow time for these breaks. This is a challenge, but I do know it is something I must do.
Monday was a big day, before pulmonary rehab I went grocery shopping. I was craving tacos. I bought the ingredients and other things that I need for my fridge and cupboards. It felt good. I am sometimes too tired to go shopping so I just send out my caregiver to do it for me. While at the grocery store they had houseplants there, so I bought one. I have wanted one for a long time. I got rid of my houseplants because of Nicholas. He kept chewing on them. Well I don’t think he will be chewing on this one. I named my plant spike. Plants help with oxygen and that is one of many reasons I want one. To me they add serenity to my home. I use to have a lot of them. I enjoy them, but somehow it got waylaid. I am thinking for now until I can figure out a proper space for Spike I am going to leave him on my kitchen table where he can enjoy the view.
On my journey back to who I am. I am learning to get back to the things I love. I love the feel of dirt in my hands. I love watching things grow and nurturing them to grow and become even more beautiful. I do that with people too. I am learning to do that for me. It is a challenge. Obstacles are a part of life without the road blocks, detours, and new directions life would be so boring. God knew that and thankfully He has guided my every move so far.
Today I will be doing a couple of the exercises I have learned to do. According to my plan I am supposed to exercise 5 days a week. I just might try out my trampoline and see how I do on it. Chores must be done also; thankfully I do have help in doing them. My life has changed. I believe it is for the better. Even if I do mess up from time to time or even want to throw the towel at someone and say forget this. I am continuing the fight. How is your fight going?
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