Jan 02 2009
rolling over
I woke up this morning to achy hips. And knees. And back. Not a fun way to start the day. I imagine it probably feels similar to what you might feel the day after riding a horse for the first time, or running a few miles. Just stiff and achy, in a way that I didn’t want to move, and I wanted to stretch out as far as possible at the same time.
I have a really great bed - it breathes. The mattress has air pockets in it that fill up and deflate slowly and consistently, to vary the pressure on my body. It really helps, because I can’t move myself very much when I’m lying down. Even with this help, I have to wake someone up about twice a night to turn me over. If I’m not in my own bed, I usually need to turn more than that, unless I’m cushioned on all sides by pillows.
Anyway, I’m not really sure why I was in so much pain this morning, I just know it made me feel a lot older than 25. I laid there for a while, until I heard my mom up and about, and I called her to let her know I was awake too. She came it and rolled me on my back and stretched my legs for me, and my muscles protested and sighed at the same time. Then it was into my wheelchair I went.
The pain is subdued now, though I still can’t figure out what caused it, except maybe I was just laying on my side a weird way. I certainly was not in a marathon yesterday. I’m not paralyzed, so I can feel my legs, but I just can’t do much with them. So when I feel pain, I also feel a bit helpless to do anything about it.
I hear people complain about excercising - walking, running, stretching - and I can’t relate, because the idea of excercise sounds pretty wonderful to me. So, if you are reading this, do some stretches and excercises for me today.
