Going through the re-hab process is a set of tiny advances built into a bunch of work and work and work. There are reps and reps of exercises and each exercise reminds us we are sore with muscles and stiff with a rustiness. The work cannot be skipped and is a foundationally built program. Each part of it must be done in order to gain healing. Don't get me wrong; this definitely works and the workouts are not major but they must be done. It's the rewards that are much different. Most of the rewards on programs are ''holy grails' in our life. They are treasured goals to attain and they are the things we put on our refrigerator in visualization programs involving manifesting.
I think this is so much tougher because the goal has to do with something that is a part of what we believe should be ours alredy. Good health or the ability to walk with ease do not seem like something we have to attain. They seem to be more something we are entitled to and thus it's more like something we want back.
It's almost like I'm trying to figure it out. I'm tricking myself to make the work easier and a basic part of my entitled program. This is really about one part of our mind trying to trick another part of our mind.
So I am still each day working on the foundation making it exciting for how can it be anything but exciting. I am stretching parts of my body which have not been used properly for a number of years. I am in training to be able to know the normal things in life.
Today it is mid-morning and I have done one cycle of my upper body stretches and one cycle of my lower body stretches. Meanwhile each time I meet up with my physical therapist she adds variations on some of the original exercises with a change here or there to focus on another set of muscles. Today I am upbeat and alert and just that approach expands my perspective. It is as if I have my own microscope which expands my 'eyes' on my work.
Earlier in my life I worked at Marie Callender's pies. During Thanksgiving, another worker and I were in charge of baking all the pies. For three days straight, all we did was to bake the holiday pies (pumpkin, pecan, apple, cherry) over and over again.. Thousand of pies and eventually the work was numbing - open the oven and remove completed pies. Put in the new pies and set the timer. Wait for the pies to bake. Each step had to be completed prior to the next step.
This is the way of physical therapy. It is always part of the recovery as we take our bodies to the next level. My recovery time is now much slower than it was when I was in my twenties. But I still have recovery time and I give thanks for that. I look forward and always want to take a step that must be a part of the process. We must stop for a moment and pause to see where we are. Thus we can see the progress to be here and know there is more to do. Do this always! How do we know our progress if we don't look back to see where we started, Some two months ago my body went through a period of traumas which took a tremendous toll. But now look where I am. Thus I have things to do and places to go but oh look where I've been and where I started.
Such is life and we give thanks for that. It helps to see where we are in the journey. Take your pauses and breathe. Glorious, just glorious.
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