My pain was markedly
better today; some of it creeping back in but I've been cleaning
, but some of my leg stiffness is back. I'll have to exercise it out I guess. This IT band syndrome that I suffer from has reared it's ugly head again. I think with my newfound employment, I'll get a gym membership and do some stationary bike work. Running just irritates the poop out of ITBS. Don't worry, I'm not going to try to run until the warf is done, if then. That may be a fond memory even if my progression is stopped. But I do still have my bike and helmet. Typing is better today, turning and all of it. After the initial drug reactions and stuff I've come to the conclusion that I'm a big baby when it comes to pain. I'm not even a week out and my pain is very tolerable. Some of the stories you guys have written on here about weeks and weeks make me feel I probably would have went stir crazy. I guess that's why we don't have the babies!!
. Seriously, all this pontificating and theorizing about all this stuff makes me so much more self aware, like when I was in the tovaxin trial, and I'll have to tell you, I don't like it much. I need to quit noticing every single little thing and making a mental note of it, but I don't know how to stop!
Someone give me a cyber slap like in "Moonstruck" and say "Snap out of it!". I'm serious, I don't get grumpy and all that or take it out on my family, but I just don't deal with the physical part of this well at all. I'm talking my disease and everything. I feel I work on the mental and spiritual aspect of it pretty well, but the physical, not so much.
I thank you all for listening to me bitch and moan about 6 days of pretty good pain when poor Marie is out there dealing with this recovery for a month with her stomach and stuff. Geesh, I look so much tougher than that