Wednesday, May 11, 2016

The Long Walk To Recovery

"I've got 99 problems & protein ain't one"
You may recall from the post, "I Poisoned Myself," I have recently suffered an MS attack - one that I can now classify as my worst attack.  Upon discovering what caused this attack, I hope my last.

But, with every attack comes recovery - more specifically rehab. Something I am quite familiar with given my many, many years of unknowingly living with MS.

This time around, I hit the treadmill to rehab.  I had just gotten into the habit of walking prior to the attack and I was mad that my new found activity was abruptly taken from me.

This attack left me with substantial muscle atrophy, so getting on a moving machine was a bit scary, but I was determined.

I set my realistic expectations and began my long walk to recovery.

Day 1, I did a stellar 1 mph for 3 minutes & was exhausted.  I know that may not seem like much, but after being bedridden for four weeks, it was an amazing accomplishment and I was proud. 

Day 2, I was able to do 1 mph for 5 minutes...getting there!  Day 3, still walking 1 mph for 5 minutes, but not giving up.  I walked every day and as the days progressed so did my mph and my time until I was walking 4 mph for 30 minutes!  It took about three weeks to reach that goal and I was happy there, until...

Until I was asked to participate in a 5k to benefit The Hunger Network of Greater Cleveland.  Completing a 5k has been on my bucket list for a while, so I "jumped" at the chance.  Mind you, at the time, I wasn't walking anywhere near 3.1 miles and running was not even a consideration.  I was still experiencing symptoms from my attack - fatigue, numbness, and vertigo.  To anyone else, this would have seemed like a crazy thing to consider.  But, to me I thought it was an excellent opportunity to push my body into recovery using my mind...  I had one month to work up to 3.1 miles.  I had no idea if I could do it or not, but just having that mental goal kept me trying. 

The mind is a very powerful tool and my theory was by concentrating on a specific date to physically compete, my body would come along. 

And come along it did!  On May 7, 2016, I completed my first 5k.  Sure, it took an hour, but I crossed the finish line on my own and kept on going!

I win!

The moral of this story is to have a goal and pursue it.  There were many, many times that I could have said - this is too hard, it hurts too much, my body won't let me do it - but I pushed through all that.

Originally, my goal was just to walk again, but then it became so much more and there's no going back.

Beating MS!

1 comment:

  1. I am happy to hear you are getting stronger. I am praying for you Kim! God bless you
    P.S. Thanks for the encouragement to keep pushing, I needed that reminder since I've been going through lots of fatigue and getting weaker because I am sleeping way too much.