Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Today might be the last day hanging out with my 12 friends. I’m nerva-cited as my daughter says. I’m as nervous as I am excited. It’s been 3.5 weeks! The area is getting itchy and tight – so tight that when the wrist bends it feels like the sutures are cutting into my skin.

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As I waited in the exam room, I started to worry that today might actually NOT be the day my sutures would be removed – saw the nurse, sat in an exam room instead of the tech room (I never learned it’s actual name, but the tech was always awesome). My heart sank a little bit, and I was actually sad. As much as I feared having my first ever set of stitches removed, I realized I really was ready to see them go. Then I saw the doctor and was told “See ya in two weeks. Oh, they didn’t take your sutures out? Did they even ask if you had any? Let’s go.” Time to say good-bye.

Cutting the threads hurt more than expected but pulling them out hurt less than I expected. Oddly, I was surprised to see blood. Not that I should have been surprised but I sat there looking at my arm and thought “Huh, there’s blood.” I now have these lovely stickers – the kids always get cartoons on their stickers, but this is what mine look like. I was told to relax for the week so that the wounds could heal without gallons of disgusting sweat pouring into them. After a poor performance run yesterday and my husband being on call (so no transportation to a gym, etc.) it might be a good idea. On the up-side after healing up I can hit the pool!

No More Sutures picm1 MONTH SINCE THE DATE OF THE ACCIDENT!


Monday, July 21, 2014 MONDAY MOTIVATION! Love it – time to go out and hit the pavement! Monday Motivation


  Saturday, July 19, 2014 robot

Tai Chi anyone?

I know, what does that have to do with a robot? Please, read on. During my last appointment with my fabulous orthopaedic surgeon I asked if I could start Tae Kwon Do again. I knew what his answer would be; however, I wanted a feel for how long I’d be benched. His answer? “Not for a while.” Gah…no date! “Not for a while” translates – at least in my head – to months down the road. Doesn’t he know how hard it is to just sit and watch my daughter complete her classes? We always take class together! The connection I have to the school is already starting to feel foreign. I stuck with other sitters – the mothers, fathers, grandparents, spouses, etc. of my fellow classmates. Does he know I have to hear ridiculous comments when I sit there? But…I don’t want another surgery, no starting over for me. So I need options. “Not for a while” also translates to “what was I going to do with my contract?” If I knew I’d be benched for a month then I’d just pay the fee and have the month tacked onto the end of the contract, but I’m not even allowed to drive yet. So I offered my husband my contract, and he started Krav while I started Tai Chi, which is a la carte. I loved my first lesson. As expected, I moved my wrist in ways daily life didn’t incorporate, in ways my physical therapy was suppose to support. (I hate physical therapy. Of all people, I shouldn’t, but I do.) Each movement is slow, relaxed and with purpose, which is exactly what I need. However, as my mother put it, I looked like a robot – Thanks Mom! So I have a week to practice before my next session to figure out how to relax, how to unlearn my rigid TKD training, and how to look less…like a robot. I’m okay with this because each practice session includes the physical therapy work I hate so much. Score! Later that day I led the normal TKD practice session with my daughter and another fellow classmate at my gym. I joined in when we reviewed our forms to begin a checkpoint for how my body currently looks vs. what my body used to look like (and will again look like with time). I have the visual goal I need and the methods for getting it there.


Thursday, July 17, 2014 Hard earned 3.5 miles today! However, I ran a new path and found a nature preserve in my backyard (who knew – good thing I’ve lived here almost a decade!). Ponytail is old hat now. I’ve even tried different bands and making tighter holds without issue – woot! 🙂


Wednesday, July 16, 2014 I tried sleeping without my brace last night. It was my first attempt, but I spent the entire day without it (even when I went out and about). Unfortunately, I woke up in some serious pain at 2am. I tried gritting through it for 30 minutes then gave in to my prescription pain meds 😦 This morning is rough as well.


Monday, July 14, 2014 I put my hair up in a ponytail today! I made a ponytail! This has been a goal since last Tuesday! I tried two other times this week and failed (once miserably, once meh). Today, I got it up twice – happy dance! 🙂 My daily goal will be to to this with less pain every time (because this accomplishment came with its fair share). I also managed an entire night without medication to help me along!


July 13, 2014 Rough day – woke up stiff and uber sore. It’s a reminder of my training – when you push, push, push through a hard week your body cries; the benefit of the pain comes shortly thereafter. I washed my own cut today, cleaned up, even straightened my hair alone. Doesn’t make my frustration level any easier though 😦


July 12, 2014 Bah! 2.75mi (thought I kicked out 3 – time to prep route beforehand) – heart happy.


July 11, 2014

FIRST RUN SINCE JUNE 21ST!

HERE I GO!

shoesI missed my shoes! Made just under 3 miles (2.87mi.)

Physical heart started fluttering – not effing with that. I understand stop.


July 9, 2014

This is a huge accomplishment – I dressed myself without help!

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Tuesday, July 8, 2014 Appointment with Dr. Schmelling – terrified. I don’t know if I’m ready to have my stitches out yet. Good news is, they were left in. Dr. Schmelling knows exactly what to remind me of – you’re not going to break anything I fixed. You’re ahead of the game, but it’s time to lose the beer can hand. Go to Physical Therapy. Don’t be fooled – the exercises are trying. I’ll be reminding myself no pain, no gain for a while I think. Had Reese take pictures of Day 1 status: Day 1 FistDay 1 Straight hand  


Stitich StatusThis is what I have to beat – improvement here I come. May the pain lessen!


Thursday, July 26, 2014

SURGERY DAY!

Preop SplintLast day I’ll see this. My tenets tend to center me. I chanted them a lot this week. However, not even realizing it “courtesy” morphed into “courage,” which was fine – I needed that too. But, seeing my baby race after a month of training – that’s what pushed me. It was my main motivation and what grounded me to push through this. I’d especially need it in recovery.

This is my “gown.”

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My old WoW friends will get this 🙂

I took it as a good sign.


 

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

The night before my surgery it was time to pick out my “last meal.” If I had one last thing to eat, what would it be? Of everything I could choose from, I chose Olive Garden. I was too terrified to want anything heavy, but I didn’t want anything as light as fruit. Now, Olive Garden’s Chicken Gnocchi soup? Goldilocks said it would be “just right.” So, I went to it – ate three bowls and filled my belly with breadsticks too.

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Tuesday, June 23, 2014

Time to see Dr. Schmeling!


Night of June 21, 2014 No idea what this means yet – cast or surgery. Either way, this wasn’t the plan for the day. In a split second my day went from the best ever to the worst ever. Night of June 21 xray Collage


  Morning of June 21, 2014 My morning started at the Lighthouse Run 10-Mile – finished in 1H35m. Crossing the finish line was an experience I’ll never forget, and one that cannot be replicated. Two months of training paid off, and I wanted to rest up then go for a half marathon. Race Day pmThen I punched this guy… Failed Palm StrikeMy palm strike failed epically against that head.