Final week – Progress and Planning

So, this is my last week of a four week block working out with my physiotherapist. He is a hard taskmaster, but I can honestly say, I have been inspired and motivated by our sessions. It has been a challenge committing to getting up each morning early to do my exercises – especially in the first week or so, but it has become a part of my life now.

While I have been doing this regime morning and afternoon for nearly four weeks, once this programme is finished, I will only have to commit to once a day for my exercises. I toyed with the idea of mixing it up and sometimes doing my exercises morning and sometimes evening, but I’ve thought better of it.

I want to be able to go for a walk with my husband after work, if the weather allows. I don’t want to be at the mercy of unexpected days at work, where I have to work later than expected. I want to make the commitment and stick to it!

I have seen the results of more spontaneous movement and they fill me with positivity. Today my therapist showed me a video of the first time I walked down my hall. My left arm is lifeless and limp at my side. Fast forward to today and I was amazed to see the difference! My stride was confident and strong, my arm swinging like it used to. Anyone walking in would have seen my physio and I with big grins on our faces, watching the video, both as chuffed as each other at my progress. It was a great moment! He showed me another video he had taken and again the results were incredible and inspire me to carry on. I’m glad I could see the progress and for my physio, his comment that this is the sort of thing that gives him job satisfaction was pretty gratifying.

So, I shall continue to ‘wake up and workout’ and find other ways to move my body and keep it moving well. This is my life and I want the best life I can have. As the saying goes, ‘move it or lose it!’ and I’m not prepared to lose it!

Published by kiwipommysue

I work in health and have been with the same supportive team for over 7 years. They are all aware of my diagnosis and this helps tremendously especially while I get used to the idea of my diagnosis. My parents both had Parkinsons, so I guess my odds were higher than most.

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