Small Achievements.

One Way Ticket To Hell.
Mark Wilkinson.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Wilkinson
 

I was aware of my mortality, but lying in bed this morning; I am becoming even more aware of the finite nature of my life.

Not surprising as my arms are getting weaker, my right shoulder is stiff, as well as at times extremely painful.

I can’t start my arm exercises now without Richie’s help, some days he just needs to lift my arm by my elbow.

Other days, like today Richie had to massage my arms and shoulders for about 10 minutes before he could successfully lift my arm, and I could grasp the handle above my bed.

Each time I begun a new set of exercises I had to get Richie’s assistance to carry on, he also needed to stretch my arms during one exercise

I already need help to eat, I can’t use cutlery, now I can’t hold my cup except briefly first thing in the morning.

These days I can just pull the top of my shoulders off my bed, I can also move my midriff, as well as my waist a little.

Small achievements but big to me especially right now when it feels like I am starting to lose all the functions that I still have.

It is scary feeling that things are slipping away from me, I hate it.

                             

It Feels Good To Overcome My Fear.

Lesbia Vent Dumois.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lesbia_Vent_Dumois

Today is a changeable day, clouds come and go, when they go the sun comes out again which is lovely.

Mathilde, my physiotherapist was back from her summer holiday in Slovakia, it was good to see her again.

It was pleasant having a break of 3 weeks from my physiotherapy, equally nice to have a physiotherapy session again today.

After Mathilde massaged my shoulders at the end of the session I felt much better, having this done has become an important part of my daily routine.

Richie does it several times every day, it seems to have a very positive effect, last thing at night  a shoulder massage helps me to sleep well.

I am feeling pleased about myself today, because I got an e-mail with a 8 page form to fill in, this is to apply for a 2 year extension of my Carer’s Allowance.

The allowance pays Richie to look after me, so I am glad that I quickly put my fear of forms to one side and did it.

Luckily I could open the attachment and fill in the form digitally, then print it out with no problems, Richie put it in the post box, so it will be there tomorrow.

It feels good to overcome my fear and get this done, even better to acknowledge and accept that I can do well.