Journey Part One

The exercise has been going well.  Sunday I opted for walking around the  Sharks Tooth Festival instead of the treadmill.  Granted the cinnamon glazed, strawberry topped funnel cake did nothing for my cause :) But was it ever good !

I'm also noticing a slight increase in my energy level too which is a Blessing. Oh! and I finally tackled the multi-station gym ! Not much, just 2 sets of upper body weights, and I came to another realization.  I am weak.  The time for getting serious has long been waiting.

I know the strength training is crucial.  Especially since my transplant cocktail includes the dreaded Prednisone!  (Holds fingers in the shape of a cross and gives a hiss)  Prednisone has many medical uses, helping prevent organ rejection is a great reason to keep it around. The side effects of long term use are no walk in the park either though.  It loves to slowly chip away at bones and muscle,  so strength training is important.  My doctor once said "one week missed exercising for me was similar to a healthy person missing 2 months " !! *groans & hangs head*  I have a lot of catching up to do.
I still firmly believe that since Prednisone has been around since the dawn of time they could've made it taste better!  Have you ever had that tiny pill stick to your tongue?  Or worse, the roof of your mouth?  OMG! Nothing gets rid of that taste!

Since my IV stopped Saturday my cough is slowly returning as I knew it would. My vicious circle of survival :)  but now the vertigo has reared her wavy head too. This morning I sat on the bed as the room spun a few times and considered calling out "Auntie Em!" Toto!"  I'll up my water intake and see if it helps.  If not, at least I won't be dehydrated-but possibly feel like the Titanic.  ;)

Errands today and orders to finish and water to drink, my day is planned.   Hope yours is happy and productive too.