when was the last time you exercised or did another physical activity? What was this activity? How did it make you feel physically and emotionally? If it is has been a while since you last exercised, why?
The last time I had a true workout was about 2 months ago. I was a month into my injury and I was sick of being at home. I made plans with a friend to go hiking who knew I was having pain. He asked me if I was sure, and I remember thinking of course, a light hike shouldn't damage my recovery. I was frustrated with my pain and didn't care about babying my knees that day.
We got on a pretty beautiful trail in the morning and hiked for about 2 miles or so. I had to scale a rock or two which is usually no problem for me. I was worried about what I would be able to accomplish during the hike. I don't remember having to stop hiking from the pain. I do remember that my knees felt sore during the hike and the pain shot up after I got home. It was a fun time on the trail.
Around the same time frame I tried to play soccer with my friends. I told them I would be taking it light due to my injury. I had to stop playing mid game and sit because I started to feel pain in my knees. I remember sitting on the grass and rubbing my knees while my friends continued playing. I was so bummed out. I just wanted to be active again.
I didn't exercise again after that experience. My thought process was the more I exercise the longer my recovery will last/ the longer I will be in pain
I practically felt cured when I learned about TMS, I started taking the stairs again reminding myself to live my life normally again, not to worry about damaging my body. I felt renewed. But I had 2 stressful days at school where I was practically there the entire day studying for a midterm. Since then my pain has been lingering but I keep reading the 12 reminders and taking deep breaths.
I'm contemplating getting cortisone shots. I feel like that may be the solution here. My doctor is making me jump through hoops to get it, So I have kind of given up and am focusing on school work. I have to get another MRI and do physical therapy with him and frankly I don't have the time for that. I guess I am imagining the shots as a quick fix-it-all.
But I suppose my problems are rooted deeper than that. I try to remind myself my body is conditioned to respond with pain to things like standing for a long period of time or taking the stairs.
The journal exercises so far have been pretty interesting. I found myself writing down a traumatic event from my childhood and reliving the details vividly. It was interesting that I remembered so much of the details. I hadn't thought about it for a while.
And the 'things that make me sad' list make me sadder than I thought. One example is that my aunts dog is getting pretty old, and I practically grew up with that dog. I will miss her so much when she is gone. She was always there for me after school when I would walk to my aunts house to hang out until my parents picked me up.
I feel like I havn't been going to my aunts house because I hate seeing that dog sick. She can hardly play or move comfortably anymore.
anyways I don't know how I went from writing about my knees to crying over the computer thinking about my aunts dog but here I am!
God I love that dog.
- Allen V
The last time I had a true workout was about 2 months ago. I was a month into my injury and I was sick of being at home. I made plans with a friend to go hiking who knew I was having pain. He asked me if I was sure, and I remember thinking of course, a light hike shouldn't damage my recovery. I was frustrated with my pain and didn't care about babying my knees that day.
We got on a pretty beautiful trail in the morning and hiked for about 2 miles or so. I had to scale a rock or two which is usually no problem for me. I was worried about what I would be able to accomplish during the hike. I don't remember having to stop hiking from the pain. I do remember that my knees felt sore during the hike and the pain shot up after I got home. It was a fun time on the trail.
Around the same time frame I tried to play soccer with my friends. I told them I would be taking it light due to my injury. I had to stop playing mid game and sit because I started to feel pain in my knees. I remember sitting on the grass and rubbing my knees while my friends continued playing. I was so bummed out. I just wanted to be active again.
I didn't exercise again after that experience. My thought process was the more I exercise the longer my recovery will last/ the longer I will be in pain
I practically felt cured when I learned about TMS, I started taking the stairs again reminding myself to live my life normally again, not to worry about damaging my body. I felt renewed. But I had 2 stressful days at school where I was practically there the entire day studying for a midterm. Since then my pain has been lingering but I keep reading the 12 reminders and taking deep breaths.
I'm contemplating getting cortisone shots. I feel like that may be the solution here. My doctor is making me jump through hoops to get it, So I have kind of given up and am focusing on school work. I have to get another MRI and do physical therapy with him and frankly I don't have the time for that. I guess I am imagining the shots as a quick fix-it-all.
But I suppose my problems are rooted deeper than that. I try to remind myself my body is conditioned to respond with pain to things like standing for a long period of time or taking the stairs.
The journal exercises so far have been pretty interesting. I found myself writing down a traumatic event from my childhood and reliving the details vividly. It was interesting that I remembered so much of the details. I hadn't thought about it for a while.
And the 'things that make me sad' list make me sadder than I thought. One example is that my aunts dog is getting pretty old, and I practically grew up with that dog. I will miss her so much when she is gone. She was always there for me after school when I would walk to my aunts house to hang out until my parents picked me up.
I feel like I havn't been going to my aunts house because I hate seeing that dog sick. She can hardly play or move comfortably anymore.
anyways I don't know how I went from writing about my knees to crying over the computer thinking about my aunts dog but here I am!
God I love that dog.
- Allen V