I have really struggled with having my port taken out. It was absolutely the right thing to do. It was time and also necessary. But it has also scared me a lot. My port was like my security blanket. If I kept it in, my cancer wouldn't come back. Irrational, maybe, but there it is.
Last night before I fell asleep I realized I have really been slacking off on walking and doing my small, daily workout routine. I told myself I had no reason to be slacking at all anymore since I no longer had to worry about tugging on my port with different weights and machines. I decided that I would get back into the gym first thing in the morning.
Well, Saturday being Saturday I admit I slept in! But right after breakfast I got dressed and headed out, intending to only do my hand hour on the treadmill. I do like seeing the steps on my pedometer app go up! As I was walking I found myself continuously reaching up and touching where my port had been and looking at all the machines that had been taboo for over two years. I'll admit, I was scared of trying them. There was no medical reason why I couldn't but lets face it, a lot of times fear is difficult to explain.
So I just kinda wandered over to that side of the room after my walk time (which I was able to put a few short, gentle sprints into without falling down!). I literally stalled by getting on the machine where you put your feet up on a "wall" in front of you pushed it to straiten your legs. I did several reps on that before I could bring myself to go to the other machines. But I finally made it over there, set my weights to I think 10 lbs (it's been a while) and did the forbidden push ups that I had been told in no uncertain terms I was NOT allowed to do with a port in! Nothing feels worse and freaks you out more than to feel your port tugged!! But this time there was no tugging!!! LOL! And so I moved on to another machine I haven't touched in a while and worked on that too!!.
In the end I managed to get a good, FULL, upper body workout!! First time in almost 3 years!! It felt pretty great!!!! So once more, working on one fear at a time and slowly moving past them!!!
After 15 years of trying to finish my undergrad, I spent the week before finals in and out of the ER. During finals I was diagnosed with Endometrial Cancer. I graduated Magna Cum Laude the next weekend from Western Michigan University. I am now blogging about my experiences of fighting cancer & living life after in hopes of being able to help others.
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