Thursday, September 06, 2007

My Morning

So, this is how the morning went...

Woke at 5:15 to alarm. Snooze. Alarm. Snooze. Alarm.
5:35 Ok, I'll get up ...
Totally wasted the next 15 minutes reading the news ... got sidetracked by Pavarotti's death. Sad.
6:00 read my bible
6:15 woke Princess
6:15-7:05 fixed Princess' hair, made breakfast, helped get snack, water, etc ready for Princess and delivered her to my carpool buddy.
7:19 felt a sharp pain in my left calf.
7:20 Strapped on my workout clothes and went for a walk (the route you and I walked, Josh).
7:25 started running up the big hill (the one we walked, Josh). Got 1/4 way and had to walk the rest of the way. All the while thinking, "Boy, I must really be out of shape..."
7:26 realize at the top of the hill that I'm in an episode. Nice. I'm two big hills away from my house ... approximately a mile away. It's times like these that I realize I'm a tough little southern lady. I can really push myself. However, darn it, I can't MAKE my muscles unparalyzed no matter how hard I push myself.
7:27 I reset my chronograph and start back down the hill. I was curious how long it will take me to make it home. Going down this hill with weak legs was a bit scary. I kept thinking that my legs were going to give way and then I would bump and roll down the rest of the way like a boiled egg. I had to sit down twice. Normally this area would be pretty quiet, but the neighbors were all leaving to take their kids to school. Nothing like seeing a loafer in workout clothes sitting there on the curb, taking in the hill country views.
7:35 or so I make it to the bottom and am faced with going back up the same hill, on street over. This hill is longer, but just about as steep. I pass by the Jr and High school kids waiting at the bus stop and am trudging along, walking very slowly. Then the hill steepens. I'm positively poking along at this point. I can hear a car pull up and stop in the road beside me and (loud choir voices)! It's my friend from two streets over. I get in and she takes me home.

I have no idea what time it is now, because it is taking every single bit of my stamina to put one foot in front of the other to get in the house. I hear King on the phone and realize I have JUST enough energy to get to the couch and get my "episode pillow" to keep my neck stabalized during myclonic jerks. I fall on the couch, manage to get my pillow under my neck and I'm done. I lay there paralyzed for a long time. King gets off the phone and comes to find me. He's sad to find me there and stays with me. When I can open my eyes, I notice my chronograph says 41 minutes. 41 minutes since I was on the top of the hill. I'm impressed with all I accomplished in just 41 minutes.

I was sick Friday evening, Tuesday and am sick again today. I must have a bug. Part of the reason I'm having episodes, I'm sure. Anyway, that's the way life goes in our house. I certainly got my workout this morning!! Nothing like walking through paralysis uphill. :)


Jamie said...

:( I'm sad to read your story. Glad you made it home ok after all of that. Me thinks you should walk with your cell phone... you could even rock a "fanny pack" or something like that to keep it in!

flowerpot said...

Ok, you'll believe this, but I'm not eager to share it...

I do carry a cell phone and tissues in a fanny pack. The problem is that I've called King three times in the past month to come pick me up because of episodes. I was just too stubborn this morning. I didn't want to interrupt him again, so I was trying to make it home without bothering him.

josha said...

I'm so impressed. In more than one way. One is that you were able to do what you did...I've seen your episodes. and Two, I'm impressed once again by the severe turn life takes. And three, how God is always there no matter how severe. Who else brought your neighbor to your aid?

josha said...

thanks for your heartfelt comment on my blog! miss you.