Friday, January 6
A few weeks ago I was able to sit at the kitchen table, unassisted, without plopping. It was rewarding, but a unique incident. I’m cautiously happy to report that since yesterday that has become more the norm. The plop-free-ed-ness is not perfect and is still slow, but it is consistent. More or less the same applies to getting up from bed on my own. Another stand alone incident that I hope will become normal; yesterday I froze while pivoting (a common problem) but instead of it jarring me (the usual response) I focused on the road less taken – feeling safe – and the freeze instantly thawed.
Saturday, January 7
Morning sagrato, not bad. Rowing machine, excellent (130 smooth reps). Evening garage, the best walking in a long time; attributed to focussing on the feeling of safety that a connection with Friend fosters. The walk also elevated my mood and improved my Italian.
Sunday, January 8
Morning garage, excellent, even better than last night; arms remained relaxed, posture mostly good, very little shuffling. Rowing machine, Roman’s day off (I can’t get into or out of it without him). I sat down around five to rest my neck, fell asleep for twenty minutes, and woke barely able to stand, let alone walk. This didn’t improve. The stroll in the garage was so bad that Natalia didn’t even try to correct it. I kept trying to connect with the safe spot without success. I know what’s needed, so am not bothered by this, but would sure like to discover how to connect when this happens.
Monday, January 9
A normal kind of day, no melodrama, no heroics. A wonderful meeting of the Recovery support group. Typing is good enough to do some (slow) writing with a minimum of cursing. Plopping has had a stronger presence than earlier in the week. Still cheerful and happy even if a little bored.