Linda and Alice did indeed make their way to the re-nion (excuse weird spelling – note post problem below) last night, and seemed to have had a great time. They sat up after returning from the big event, and twittered about classmates, many of whom Linda has known since grammar school.
I thought it interesting to hear how two very bright and accomplished women talked about their former classmates. Life’s accomplishments may have taken a back seat to other considerations, much to my surprise. There’s a brunch this morning that I’ll be going to… I’ll check and see what the men are talking about…
So Cassie and I walked just about a half a mile this Sunday morning, more than doubling yesterday’s distance. Woo hoo!
The really good news is that edema is down, and balance is back. I’m very weak, but my 56-year-old reflex against falling is back, and that makes a huge difference (vs. 2 weeks ago). But of course this gets a bit crazy. The left side is a bit weaker than the right, so I’m using a cane for balance.
After a half-mile, the weakness asssymetry causes the back to ache, something the physical therapist has warned me about. I don’t need a back problem on top of edema and steroid myopathy. So now I have to dig out the rehab sheet for assymetrical exercises appropriate to my current trim, and try to get each side back, without creating a new problem. Thus the challenge of all these miserable side effects… oh, well… onward…