Thursday, December 16, 2021

SUPPORT SYSTEMS

Tuesday’s appointment at Mayo with Dr. Scales (PhD. in physical therapy) proved surprisingly beneficial.  Within 24 hours of that fruitful meeting, my autonomic neurologist had ordered 24 physical therapy sessions geared toward restrengthening my body (which, paraphrasing Dr. Scales has been so thoroughly battered as to have done little more, over these past two years, other than to lie in bed in need of healing from deep within following one physical onslaught after another).

As these 24 sessions (two per week) will take place at Mayo, strict sanitizing precautions will be taken to keep rehabilitating patients as safe as possible from COVID.  Whereas 20-25 patients normally work out in this large facility housed within the hospital, only 7 (everyone fully vaccinated and masked) are now admitted on an hourly basis so as to keep everyone spaced apart.  As this is a one-on-one therapy program, each patient works with his/her own trainer.  Dr. Scales, whose compassionate manner won my confidence, oversees the program in its entirety.

As my current state of mental exhaustion follows two years of lifesaving-medical procedures, I hope to be ready to accept structure and compassionate guidance from well-trained professionals as my mental focus begins to turn from surviving, one day at a time, toward thriving, over the long run, knowing full well that I’ve not regained the mental or physical stamina to follow through on my own.

Knowing myself to be a highly self motivated person, I called upon humility while thanking Dr. Scales for inspiring my self confidence to embrace a positive attitude concerning my up-coming rehabilitation while working with his team.

Turning our minds toward engaging with a whole different subject, my iPhone is a 6S.  A Dinosaur when compared to today’s constant updates of improvement concerning technology.  Tomorrow, my computer guru has agreed to FT me, to see if my cell phone plan, renewed, will offer an exchange of phones as an incentive to remain with my present company as advertised on TV  (I must admit to feeling both hopeful and skeptical.)  As the size of the iPhone 13 mini (which is being phased out) appeals to me, I figured that it’s best to make haste, and considering the exhausted state of my mind, I hope my guru can lead me through whatever needs doing, because left on my own, my mind’s reluctance to concentrate on any aspect of technology feels taxing to an overwhelming degree.

Thank goodness for our support systems—no matter our ages, what would we do if our staunchest allies wore out, completely, before we reached the shoreline?  Most likely, we’d feel need to hibernate while leaving a trail of bread crumbs behind us in hopes of some day, being found.

Annie

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