Yesterday the girls and I (along with my mom and John) went to the Ridgedale mall to shop for back to school clothes. We roamed the mall for nearly five hours and were sucessful in our search for the pefect pair of jeans for Winona and cute shirts for Sharon.
It is a great feeling to be able to walk without holding onto my mom or needing to use a mobility scooter. I can get in between those narrow paths of clothes so my mom doesn't have to bring everything to me in the big isle. Yesterday, I was able to dig through piles of jeans until we found Winona's size. Plus, I could assist Sharon is getting the shirts that were up high, so she could get a better look at them. I can't help but feel blessed to be able to shop independtly with my daugters. My mom always had to come with to help me. These days, I can call her to come shopping with us just for the fun of it! I love my mobility and will NEVER take it for granted.
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I feel like this may be turning into a cooking blog and that is not my intention. However, the new thing I did today did involve food. With that being said, I made homemade cinnimon rolls today!!! They are beyond delicious. I was a bit hesitant to try making this because I didn't know if I'd be able to roll the sticky dough after I had flattened it out and put the sugar and cinnimon on it.
Even though it's been three years on my new medication, I still second guess my abilities. I'm not sure how long it will take me to get over the "unknown" I'm like a big kid and I'm okay with that. Like I have stated in previous posts, when I successfully complete a new task, my reaction is very similar to that of a five year old who has tied their laces for the very first time. I'm okay with that too. Life is too short to not fully appreciate all the little things I can do. I am thrilled that I can share these experiences with my parents, daughters, husband and of course all of you. I truely appreciate the support. It seems that these days I am never home. The kids and I are busy running to Cub Foods, the YMCA, Community Education Classes and the library. The other day, I told the girls that we weren't going to go anywhere, "we're staying home today." Like me, they were glad to have a day off of running errands.
Before my new diagnosis, I would go crazy because I rarely left the home. Day after day, I'd send the kids off to school and be by myself nearly all day long. If my mom wasn't coming over for the day, I would call her to chat and that would be my contact to the outside world. When my parents would be gone on vacation or visiting their friends, my company was the television. You see, at that time in my life, my hands didn't allow me to type easily or turn the pages of a book for more than an hour. These past couple weeks, I have been so busy running errands in the "real world" and it can get overwhelming trying to keep everything running smoothly. I have to say, that this is a much better problem to have and I have to remind myself daily how fortunate I am. My balance has been off all day due to my wimpy cold and the heat. I found myself preventing falls and bumping into things all day. All I can do is laugh, right? As I notice the twitching and the balance issues I feel like I need an extra nap today. It's funny how that is. I'm hoping I get a really good night's rest and keep my stress levels down, so I can have a better day tomorrow.
This past week has been stressful for me, but I'm so thankful that I could still phsyically complete what needed to be done. I always had to rely on others for help. I couldn't do anything on my own. As I become more and more independent, I am coming to realize that I still need to ask others for help and that's okay. It is easier for me to ask others for assistance since I am able to reciprocate. I no longer feel like I'm putting others out. Instead, us mothers are working together as a team to give our kids the best possible life. If you can, do something nice for someone without expecting anything in return. Just knowing you made someones day a little bit easier/happier is rewarding in itself.
Have a wonderful holiday season! Tonight I had to go pick up Winona from basketball practice. Three winters ago, that would have been impossible. Not only was I limited to daytime driving (my muscles were too stiff in the evening), but a stressful drive in the snow made my muscles even more tight. So as I drove 25 minutes each way on the slippery back roads of Plymouth and Wayzata I was grateful that I could. Don't get me wrong, I would have preferred to be at home sitting in front of a cozy fire, but I was doing what was once the impossible. I guess you could say that winter evenings will never be the same and I love that I can say that!
Last night I watched Winona run up and down the basketball court. All I could do was smile and thank God that she can phsyically do anything she wants to do. I don't have the worries that my parents had when they were raising me. I'm able to enjoy raising my children and not worry about what their future will bring. There has never been a day that has gone by where I don't thank my lucky stars that it was me that had to endure so many physical limitation and not my girls. However, because it was me, my parents didn't have the opportunity to really relax and raise me without always thinking about the next day.
I am so grateful for my wonderful mom and dad. I wish that they hadn't had to deal with my disability and could have had a more normal life. They did a fantastic job and I don't know if anyone could have done it better than the two of them. I love them more than I could ever express because they gave me an amazing childhood that I wouldn't change for anything. I love you Mom and Dad! Tomorrow I have an appointment with the neurologist who correctly diagnosed me over two years ago. She is always so excited to talk with me and ask me what new things I can accomplish that I couldn't do before. There have even been appointments where she has asked if I will give her a hug because she is so happy that she was able to improve my quality of life. She is an amazing woman and I will never be able to thank her enough for the life she has given me and my family.
With the temp today at a frigid 22 degrees and the wind whipping, we got our Christmas tree. I was able to walk in a field of slippery snow without holding onto Steve's hand. Even though my toes began to go numb I was able to walk around until we picked our perfect tree.
When we got home I was even able to help Steve put the tree into the stand. This was not the first time, I was able to do this (last year was the first), but my thankfulness has not decreased. I hope that you all have a wonderful holiday season and really time to enjoy the little things in life. Unknown to me, I left the house this morning without taking my medication. When I got to they gym, my friend asked me why my walk was so different. She thought it seemed a little off and wanted to make sure everything was okay. I explained that I haven't been getting enough sleep and that things have been a little stressful. I didn't realize until our 30 minute walk on the treadmill was over that I had forgotten to take my life line. We cut our workout short and I went home and took the little pill that allows me to live my life to its fullest potential.
My walk did get better as the day went on, but I still wasn't quite right. At girl scouts I spilled punch all over the kitchen floor and later this evening I spilled a glass of red wine on my living room carpet. Without taking my medication correctly and a lack of sleep, my hands have difficulty holding items. I was just glad that I could run and get a towel to clean up both messes I had made! Tomorrow is a new day and I look forward to spending it with my mom shopping. Let's just hope I don't crash John's stroller into a big display. Now that would be a mess!! Have a good evening and thanks so much for your support! |
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