This bitter, Minnesota January is starting to get to me. Or should I say,getting to my knees. We've had sub zero weather for nearly a week and my knees have been in pain. While I was running my errands today, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to check everything off my list. I guess that's where my stubbornness can come in handy. I got what I needed and even forced myself to go to the gym.
Ever since I was 15 years old, lifting weights has made my muscles and joints feel better. That is one thing that has stayed the same since my DRD diagnosis. Keeping active is a necessity for me. The high tomorrow is going to be 0! I have to go to the Y tomorrow. The only dilemma is whether or not I lift weights or join the dance aerobics class in the morning. Either way, my body wins.
After living the first 33 years of my life thinking I had Spastic Diplegia, a form of Cerebal Palsey, I was correctly diagnosed with Dopa Responsive Dystonia (DRD). I am on new medication and doing things that I never imagined possible. This has changed the lives of my husband and two daughters. I truly believe that I am living a miracle each and every day. Life can't get any better than this!