June 28th, 2016

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I have one chunky deadline today and one smaller one tomorrow and then I get to start on something a bit more substantive that will take me a whole week. By this you can see that I have a lot more energy. It's still hard to work (and I still went back a month too early) but it's no longer weeping-hard. All I need is the discipline and to make sure I do both my stretches and my resting around it. My carrot this week is that I have to see the doctor later in the week and if I look good and feel not-too-bad the visit will be easier. Also, since I will have a 1-3 hour wait to see said doctor, it will be physically easier if I don't push things (I saved the money for an appointment, so's I wouldn't have to wait, but a friend spent half of it by mistake and I thereupon lost my commonsense and the other half is going into gourmet kitkats).

Yesterday I began my new walking program. What was wonderful about it was getting to chat during the walk. I'm learning more about my state and what I should be doing.

Things are still quiet here. One of the things I talked about yesterday was whether the turning recovery from something like this into a full time job makes a difference. It does. It very obviously does. The people who have built up their strength gradually and done all the right things are far less likely to end back in hospital early and are even less likely to die unexpectedly because things didn't quite go right. Getting better is a full time job then, for a bit.

I also learned the history of the amazing cardio-gym program I went to. Apparently one of the cardio doctors at the hospital was worried because people like me left Ward 6B after their operation and everyone just expected them to get well. He delegated two nurses to set up an exercise program, which they did on top of their usual work. At its most funded, it was an eight week program, which would have been much better than the six weeks we have now, because we stopped just a little too soon. From two nurses it grew to a team of nurses and exercise physiologists. It trains students (we had a University of Sydney student while I was there) and it just trained the first Fijian nurse, so that Fijian heart patients also get the program.

What I'm doing now is taking the exercises I can do at home (I was given special coaching in them and a list) and starting to combine it with my stretches and with the exercises I did until the body ceased to permit exercises. It and walking (and hopefully dancing, when I have money) will give me a rounded program. Not as good as a gym, for no way of advancing to the heights, but enough to keep the body slowly improving. There are two really cool aspects of it. The first is that it fits into my very sedentary working pattern: we've sorted it so that I can use it to give me solid breaks from the keyboard without stopping me from doing a solid day's work. The second is that it's preventing my RSI symptoms from returning.

My big news is that I had one whole day pain free this week. Well, most of one day. More pain free time than I've had in years. I used that time and slept, which is why I haven't met all my deadlines quite yet. The sleep helped so very much that I can now actually lie on my side for a little, which is rather wonderful. Sleep can be so very healing!

And that's me up to date.