Recovery Mode
This post is in memory of my grandfather who served in 2 wars and a big thank you to my father and all the men and woman who have and are serving this great country!
Lake Havasu was lots of fun it just took an extremely long time to drive there. It is the first vacation where I did not really plan things to do and sitting around was at the top of the non to do list. I think the hot desert air did my lungs some good. Also, just a fun girls weekend, where I wasn't fretting about having someone to hang out with allowed me to just be. The highlight of the trip was when we played Bingo at the Night of Columbus bingo hall. It was a serious event, but everyone was very helpful and nice and then 3 out of 4 of us won, $50 each! Yes, I was the unlucky member of the group and it was my idea! Fortunately for me, before we started playing we agreed to share any winnings. We paid for our little boat rental, the bingo games and dinner for the day. Totally worth it and I would count that as brain exercise. I'm somewhat dyslexic, I switch nouns around, when I want to go right I say go left and when giving me a sequence of numbers about the 3rd one and I can't put them together. This shows up usually when I'm tired so being out in the sun all day didn't help my dobber ability on the bingo cards. Once again, the old lady in me was entertained. If I haven't mentioned this before that I'm a old lady stuck in a 23 years old body, it is clear now. BINGO....not
Yesterday, I was tired but I made it to tennis. I was surprised at how well I played. I then did 5lbs weights and today I went for a 30 minute walk. I have successfully completed week 1!! I will be purchasing a lovely bunch of flowers at the farmers market on Saturday. Today during my walk I pumped myself up by saying "this is just one small step to recovery. You just have to keep it up one day at a time and soon you will love how you feel and want to exercise all the time." My lungs are feeling exceptionally clear and I'm not really coughing. I have more of a dry cough if anything. I think my vacation distractions are helping and the current job search. I'm recovering from being a sickly CFer to a living life to the fullest CFer. I've missed my old self where nothing really seemed to stand in my way. I once again want to prove that I can have CF and accomplish the same things others can. It has taken a while for this attitude change to occur, but this trial has strengthened my ability to handle being sick. Really it seems to be about distractions. If I'm engaged and entertained by my surroundings, CF seems to calm down. It is like my body is saying, hey I need to put my energy over here instead of my lungs. Just one day at a time, that is all we are given. So, swimming tomorrow and dinner with my bible study girls, perfect distractions!