Ever get to the point were you do the same thing over and over again and never push your limit or see what you can actually do? Of course this happens everywhere and in all parts of life. Family time, work, friend time, workouts, etc. I think everyone gets to this point at some point or another. It just varies on when, where and how hard it hits.
Since it's summer....it's of course happening for me. I have the time to think, to ponder, to worry, to recharge and to wonder about what I could actually be doing. The place I'm most frustrated with is crossfit which makes no sense to me and seems really odd. That's the point of crossfit, workouts are all different, moves change, style of work out changes etc. So how am I so frustrated? Part of it comes from recovery from surgery. Yes we are almost 8 months (HOLY COW) since surgery but I still can't do everything I want to do....yes I know, I won't ever be able to do somethings again....but I am still limited on what I can do. So I do a lot of the same movements, over and over and over again (or so it feels like right now).
I love my friends at crossfit. It's a great group of people, they help me to be a better person, they lift me up when I'm down, they listen when I need to talk, they let me grouchy when I'm grouchy.....I also know they are there are regardless of what I do. They were a big reason I pushed to get back to crossfit as soon as I did after surgery. I needed to be there, to be supported by them, to prove that it's not so bad I can come back. I've been back for 3 months now and I feel like I'm in a rut. I feel like I'm going, working out, not pushing myself, not doing as much as I can. Since the group has been there since surgery, they know I have to be careful but I'm able to do a lot.
I wonder how much of my frustration is because I don't know that I'm pushing myself as much as I can. How much is because I'm comfortable with my group I work out with and I don't have to push my limits. I wonder if I'm going to work out just for the social aspect. I've been thinking, why do I continue to crossfit. I've made the friends, we're still friends outside the box. Do I really need to crossfit? Or is there something that would fit me better at this time? (SEE...way too much time to think on my hands)
So I'm taking the rest of the summer to challenge myself. I'm not going to my normal class on a regular basis. I need to rediscover why Crossfit works for me, what I like about it, Why I continue to do it. I need to know that it's more than just the social aspect. I need to know that I can step outside my comfort zone, I can workout with people that I don't know as well. I can complete workouts and push my limits a little bit each day.
my comfort zone...early morning workouts with the same strong group of friends. It's time to push past the comfort zone, to push myself, to see what I can do...physically. socially. emotionally.
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
confident? who me?!?
Throughout this whole series of events...injury, surgery, recovery, teaching, healing, trauma and drama at school, whole life challenge, etc I've learned something about myself. Actually I'm sure that I've learned lots of things about myself but one thing is sticking out like a sore thumb and is somewhat of a surprise to me. Maybe it's not a surprise to others but it is a difference in how I've been viewing myself.
Confidence in myself is not a strong suit for me. Never has been. I've always doubted what I'm wearing, what I'm saying, what people are thinking about me, what my reaction to things are. etc. Put me in front of a bunch of kids and I know what I'm doing and how to do it. Put me in a group of adults and I have no clue about what I'm doing or how to do it. I've been good at acting confident and acting like I know what's going on. I've done that my whole life. In reality, I'm always wondering what on earth I am doing, Why am I worrying about everything and why does it matter what other people think?
Not only am I noticing more confidence in myself, I'm noticing that I'm not as worried about what everyone else thinks about me. I'm not overly concerned about what people will think of what I'm wearing, what I'm doing, or what I'm saying. I am busy just being me. 10 months ago, put me at the gym and I'm in semi-fitted capris, lose t-shirts, etc. Nothing real fitted. Just maybe I'll try a fitted pair of capris to work out in, no way would you catch me in shorts, no way a fitted shirt. Now, I don't worry about what I look like at the gym, either gym. I wear what is clean and comfortable. Some days it's fitted capri's and tanks. Other days is long pants and long sleeves. It doesn't matter what others think, it's what I want to wear.
While I still deal with some anxiety about what what others are thinking about me, I try to not worry about it. The worst is when it's a) a group of people where I'll know no one or b) a group of people that I know in one situation but am not sure how another situation will be. There are few people who merge across of groups in my world for good reason :) I like to keep things separate so I know how to act and what is expected of me. Teachers will expect me to be one way, workout friends will expect another etc. In reality, they are probably close to being the same but in my world, I like to keep my groups separate!
Confidence in myself is not a strong suit for me. Never has been. I've always doubted what I'm wearing, what I'm saying, what people are thinking about me, what my reaction to things are. etc. Put me in front of a bunch of kids and I know what I'm doing and how to do it. Put me in a group of adults and I have no clue about what I'm doing or how to do it. I've been good at acting confident and acting like I know what's going on. I've done that my whole life. In reality, I'm always wondering what on earth I am doing, Why am I worrying about everything and why does it matter what other people think?
Not only am I noticing more confidence in myself, I'm noticing that I'm not as worried about what everyone else thinks about me. I'm not overly concerned about what people will think of what I'm wearing, what I'm doing, or what I'm saying. I am busy just being me. 10 months ago, put me at the gym and I'm in semi-fitted capris, lose t-shirts, etc. Nothing real fitted. Just maybe I'll try a fitted pair of capris to work out in, no way would you catch me in shorts, no way a fitted shirt. Now, I don't worry about what I look like at the gym, either gym. I wear what is clean and comfortable. Some days it's fitted capri's and tanks. Other days is long pants and long sleeves. It doesn't matter what others think, it's what I want to wear.
While I still deal with some anxiety about what what others are thinking about me, I try to not worry about it. The worst is when it's a) a group of people where I'll know no one or b) a group of people that I know in one situation but am not sure how another situation will be. There are few people who merge across of groups in my world for good reason :) I like to keep things separate so I know how to act and what is expected of me. Teachers will expect me to be one way, workout friends will expect another etc. In reality, they are probably close to being the same but in my world, I like to keep my groups separate!
Sunday, June 8, 2014
always something
It's always something....something something something. Things come up, things happen, frustration occurs, stress levels rise....it's always something. This year is no different except my body doesn't handle it as well as it used to. I'm hoping that this isn't going to be my new normal...I might go crazy...and so will the people that are around me on a regular basis. :)
End of the year stress.... it seems so much worse this year... not sure if it really is or not but it sure seems worse! Maybe I have less patience than normal? who knows. I just know the end of the year can't come soon enough, I can't find the time to get everything done, i need more sleep than I want to plan for and my body just plain reacts poorly to it all!
Ever have a day where it feels like your body just hates you? That's been the last week for me. I know it's stress related...I just know it. But seriously, enough is enough. At least wait til I get through everything before rioting. Hard to focus and get things done when everything hurts, cramps galore, misfiring nerves down the leg, throat burning, and nothing makes you feel better. Sleep doesn't help. Meds don't help. nothing works. It's always something.
All of this adds up to one grumpy teacher. It's not fair to my kiddos to have a grumpy teacher for the last days of school. It's not fair to me to be grumpy these last days of school. It's not fair to my friends to deal with me as grumpy as I am.
It's always something. It's days/weeks/times like these that really make me realize how wonderful my friends are. They come out and support, listen, spend the time, etc. Even with me being the grumpiest, grouchiest, negative nancy, they still just listen and are just there. Friends from life. Friends from school. Friends from the gym. They all come out in support and make life bearable again.
It's always something. but at least I can see the good through all the bad.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Inspiration
I have found that inspiration can come in the strangest ways and be found in the oddest places. It doesn't matter where I am or what I am doing, I am finding myself to be inspired lately and only when I need it the most.
When I started PT at the new place, the first trip to PT after being released from the hospital, I saw a student that just inspired me and it's stuck with me throughout all this time. This student was a high school kid and he had lost part of his leg. I never met him so I have no clue what his story was, but I saw him walk on his new leg for the first time. He was so proud of being able to walk, yes he had a walker, yes he needed a wheelchair most of the time but he was walking on his two feet and had the best smile I had seen. To see a high school who had obviously been through a lot medically, physically and not to mention mentally to be making that kind of progress and growth just inspired me to work my hardest in therapy and to keep my attitude up.
Being back at my Box (crossfit Gym) has been wonderful. I have seen many people push through workouts, work hard and be proud of themselves. However, one particular situation stands out to me and inspires me. It was a birthday workout, (for those that don't know....it means crazy hard and lots of work). Going into the workout we knew it would be tough. We knew it was going to be crazy. But for one, he was dreading it. double unders. a million box jumps. etc etc etc. As he worked through the workout, he never once gave up. He wanted to. He took breaks as needed. I wasn't sure he'd make it through. Gets to the point he can only do one rep at a time. The time cap is coming and he still pushes through. Finished the bulk of the workout, only the cashout is left. More dreaded double unders. (double unders are his nemesis at the gym). Knowing how hard they are for him, how tired he is, he still pushes through. Continues to jump. Continues to persevere. Most of us thought he'd time out. The last few seconds, he drops his rope. The coach looks at him incredulously. Are you done? with a big grin, yes. To see that work ethic, the continued push, the constant drive through pain and discomfort. That was the inspiration I needed to see. Even though I'd be late the rest of the day, I had to see if he would make it. I had to see him finish. He did it. He never gave up. He pushed through pain, the frustration, the negativity of thinking I can't do these. He showed me how to keep going no matter how bad it gets.
Watching the lightbulb go on for one of my kids. A student who's had difficulty with seemingly easy tasks. A student who's had a rough time at home these last few months. Just the attention of one on one time reading with her teacher has picked up so many skills and strategies. Lightbulbs continue to go on for her and it's been so inspiring to see what things she can do now.
Watching a friend make a lifealtering decision that not only affects her but all those around her. Knowing that a major change was coming and making the choice for family first. Making the choice for her father, for her son, for herself. Knowing how hard a decision that was, I am inspired that family first. There are days that can't be gotten back. There are memories that would not have been made. Hopefully, if I'm ever in that situation, I'll be able to make the choice that is not only right for me but right for my family and for me.
Inspiration can strike in some of the oddest places but it's always when I need the most. When I'm frustrated, I'm negative, I'm down on myself because I can't do everything I want to. Then a spark of inspiration pops up out of the blue.
When I started PT at the new place, the first trip to PT after being released from the hospital, I saw a student that just inspired me and it's stuck with me throughout all this time. This student was a high school kid and he had lost part of his leg. I never met him so I have no clue what his story was, but I saw him walk on his new leg for the first time. He was so proud of being able to walk, yes he had a walker, yes he needed a wheelchair most of the time but he was walking on his two feet and had the best smile I had seen. To see a high school who had obviously been through a lot medically, physically and not to mention mentally to be making that kind of progress and growth just inspired me to work my hardest in therapy and to keep my attitude up.
Being back at my Box (crossfit Gym) has been wonderful. I have seen many people push through workouts, work hard and be proud of themselves. However, one particular situation stands out to me and inspires me. It was a birthday workout, (for those that don't know....it means crazy hard and lots of work). Going into the workout we knew it would be tough. We knew it was going to be crazy. But for one, he was dreading it. double unders. a million box jumps. etc etc etc. As he worked through the workout, he never once gave up. He wanted to. He took breaks as needed. I wasn't sure he'd make it through. Gets to the point he can only do one rep at a time. The time cap is coming and he still pushes through. Finished the bulk of the workout, only the cashout is left. More dreaded double unders. (double unders are his nemesis at the gym). Knowing how hard they are for him, how tired he is, he still pushes through. Continues to jump. Continues to persevere. Most of us thought he'd time out. The last few seconds, he drops his rope. The coach looks at him incredulously. Are you done? with a big grin, yes. To see that work ethic, the continued push, the constant drive through pain and discomfort. That was the inspiration I needed to see. Even though I'd be late the rest of the day, I had to see if he would make it. I had to see him finish. He did it. He never gave up. He pushed through pain, the frustration, the negativity of thinking I can't do these. He showed me how to keep going no matter how bad it gets.
Watching the lightbulb go on for one of my kids. A student who's had difficulty with seemingly easy tasks. A student who's had a rough time at home these last few months. Just the attention of one on one time reading with her teacher has picked up so many skills and strategies. Lightbulbs continue to go on for her and it's been so inspiring to see what things she can do now.
Watching a friend make a lifealtering decision that not only affects her but all those around her. Knowing that a major change was coming and making the choice for family first. Making the choice for her father, for her son, for herself. Knowing how hard a decision that was, I am inspired that family first. There are days that can't be gotten back. There are memories that would not have been made. Hopefully, if I'm ever in that situation, I'll be able to make the choice that is not only right for me but right for my family and for me.
Inspiration can strike in some of the oddest places but it's always when I need the most. When I'm frustrated, I'm negative, I'm down on myself because I can't do everything I want to. Then a spark of inspiration pops up out of the blue.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
back at the gym...
I've been back at the gym for awhile. Both gyms. Yes, I now go to two different gyms. One is a Crossfit Box and I'm so glad to be there. The other is the gym I used for physical therapy and the pool. On a really good day, I end up at both gyms...crossfit at 5:30 AM and the other around 6 at night. Talk about stress reliever.....as crazy as it sounds, it's good for me. Not sure how I'd be managing if it weren't both gyms.
Crossfit gives me my 5:30 peeps! and my coach. ALL, incredibly important to me. I thrive on the relationships I build around me and I really have built some strong relationships through Crossfit. It also gives me a style of workout I wouldn't accomplish on my own. I feel empowered and strong after working out at crossfit. I am able to safely push my limits (with everyone keeping an eye on me and helping me when i need it). I'm able to focus all my energy and thoughts on what I am doing and why I am doing it. I have to pay attention so I don't hurt myself.
My other gym gives me the solitary time to work through whatever's on my mind and heart. I don't have to think when I'm walking the track, Jogging the track, riding a bike, swimming laps in the pool. I can let whatever has stressed me out stew while I work out and work out an answer or two or three. I focus strictly on cardio and rehab. I still take the time for PT work, slow, controlled movement. Strength and Balance. I still push myself incredibly hard and wring my clothes out after a workout but it's at a different intensity, it's more focused on the movement. I'm not looking to build relationships. I'm not looking for a group to work out with. I have that. I'm solely looking for the improvement in my quality of life and being able to work on whatever is bothering me that week.
Overall, it's a great attitude adjustment day when I work out at both gyms. I'm normally calmer and ready to face the world. I'm looking forward to this summer when I'm able to workout more consistently and I can use it to build a routine for myself. I'm looking forward to a routine this summer.
Crossfit gives me my 5:30 peeps! and my coach. ALL, incredibly important to me. I thrive on the relationships I build around me and I really have built some strong relationships through Crossfit. It also gives me a style of workout I wouldn't accomplish on my own. I feel empowered and strong after working out at crossfit. I am able to safely push my limits (with everyone keeping an eye on me and helping me when i need it). I'm able to focus all my energy and thoughts on what I am doing and why I am doing it. I have to pay attention so I don't hurt myself.
My other gym gives me the solitary time to work through whatever's on my mind and heart. I don't have to think when I'm walking the track, Jogging the track, riding a bike, swimming laps in the pool. I can let whatever has stressed me out stew while I work out and work out an answer or two or three. I focus strictly on cardio and rehab. I still take the time for PT work, slow, controlled movement. Strength and Balance. I still push myself incredibly hard and wring my clothes out after a workout but it's at a different intensity, it's more focused on the movement. I'm not looking to build relationships. I'm not looking for a group to work out with. I have that. I'm solely looking for the improvement in my quality of life and being able to work on whatever is bothering me that week.
Overall, it's a great attitude adjustment day when I work out at both gyms. I'm normally calmer and ready to face the world. I'm looking forward to this summer when I'm able to workout more consistently and I can use it to build a routine for myself. I'm looking forward to a routine this summer.
Monday, May 26, 2014
life can be chaos
That's what I've decided. Life can just be chaos. And I happen to be in the middle of it right now. A few more weeks. Then I'll get a break and hopefully things will calm down a little. There are so many things that are out of my control right now and that doesn't work the greatest for me. I don't have the patience to deal with what I can't control...however, right now, I have to deal with most things that I have no control over so it's been stressful, crazy, and just plain overwhelming.
If you know a teacher well...not just know them at school but know them outside of school, you'll know how absolutely crazy this time of year is. Have to cram and teach as much as possible, grade everything, complete report cards, complete final cumulative files, start planning for next year, order all materials for next year, clean and organize and pack the room away, all in all....just chaos. Not only do I have all that to do, I also have to plan summer school, recruit students, order all materials, cover all my bases etc. Organize the teachers, class lists, etc. Add to that list, we are in the hiring process for a new principal...yep, I'm on that too! this year just seems to be way worse than most years. I wonder how much of that is due to my recovery from massive surgery? I'm still needing a lot of sleep each night...I'm trying to work out as much as possible (trying to keep myself as sane as I am normally) and it's just nuts. Social life? seems to be nonexistent this time around. Which just frustrates me, I miss my friends. I miss my 'normal' life.
Add to the normal end of year stuff and my crazy end of year this year, I'm doing this challenge called the Whole Life Challenge. Thought it was a great idea, great group of people doing it with me, totally didn't look at the timing..... So in the midst of my craziness, I'm changing my lifestyle dramatically. How dramatically? EXTREMELY dramatically. Used to be I'd be out for dinner/drinks 4-6 nights a week.... Dinner at 9 or so, no worries. Drinks multiple nights multiple drinks. It was my life :) This challenge....cuts alcohol. I'm doing fine with that. I miss the socializing. I don't miss the alcohol as much as I thought I might. This challenge... cuts dairy. LAttes? I'm struggling with the lack of lattes. and the sitting at starbucks drinking a latte and getting work done...several times a week. (So...a benefit for my wallet...but still!) Ice cream?!? it's out the window! This challenge also has me cooking....the last time I had cooked a meal was well before surgery. Surgery was 6 months ago. WELL before surgery. Cooking for one person is not any fun. But...the best part of this challenge is that I am able to control something in my life. I'm able to control what I eat...Or what I cook. I'm in control of when I cheat and when I don't. I'm in control of when and what I do for a workout. In my life of chaos right now, control is what I need and I'm thankful for having control over something!
6 months since surgery has come and gone. 6 month appt with surgeon went well. full release. Did not release how much I was worrying about healing and recovery. Hearing the words from my surgeon, get back to living your life, don't need to see you again was a relief. A weight lifted off my shoulders that I didn't even realize was as heavy as it was. It's been an adventure these last 6 months and trust me I know, healing and recovery aren't done yet. Still a long road ahead but comforting to know that the surgeon's pleased with everything.
If you know a teacher well...not just know them at school but know them outside of school, you'll know how absolutely crazy this time of year is. Have to cram and teach as much as possible, grade everything, complete report cards, complete final cumulative files, start planning for next year, order all materials for next year, clean and organize and pack the room away, all in all....just chaos. Not only do I have all that to do, I also have to plan summer school, recruit students, order all materials, cover all my bases etc. Organize the teachers, class lists, etc. Add to that list, we are in the hiring process for a new principal...yep, I'm on that too! this year just seems to be way worse than most years. I wonder how much of that is due to my recovery from massive surgery? I'm still needing a lot of sleep each night...I'm trying to work out as much as possible (trying to keep myself as sane as I am normally) and it's just nuts. Social life? seems to be nonexistent this time around. Which just frustrates me, I miss my friends. I miss my 'normal' life.
Add to the normal end of year stuff and my crazy end of year this year, I'm doing this challenge called the Whole Life Challenge. Thought it was a great idea, great group of people doing it with me, totally didn't look at the timing..... So in the midst of my craziness, I'm changing my lifestyle dramatically. How dramatically? EXTREMELY dramatically. Used to be I'd be out for dinner/drinks 4-6 nights a week.... Dinner at 9 or so, no worries. Drinks multiple nights multiple drinks. It was my life :) This challenge....cuts alcohol. I'm doing fine with that. I miss the socializing. I don't miss the alcohol as much as I thought I might. This challenge... cuts dairy. LAttes? I'm struggling with the lack of lattes. and the sitting at starbucks drinking a latte and getting work done...several times a week. (So...a benefit for my wallet...but still!) Ice cream?!? it's out the window! This challenge also has me cooking....the last time I had cooked a meal was well before surgery. Surgery was 6 months ago. WELL before surgery. Cooking for one person is not any fun. But...the best part of this challenge is that I am able to control something in my life. I'm able to control what I eat...Or what I cook. I'm in control of when I cheat and when I don't. I'm in control of when and what I do for a workout. In my life of chaos right now, control is what I need and I'm thankful for having control over something!
6 months since surgery has come and gone. 6 month appt with surgeon went well. full release. Did not release how much I was worrying about healing and recovery. Hearing the words from my surgeon, get back to living your life, don't need to see you again was a relief. A weight lifted off my shoulders that I didn't even realize was as heavy as it was. It's been an adventure these last 6 months and trust me I know, healing and recovery aren't done yet. Still a long road ahead but comforting to know that the surgeon's pleased with everything.
Monday, April 28, 2014
What's Next?
What's the next step in recovery? How about trying to stay patient? We all know that I don't have much patience....I think I've used what I do have up.... So I guess I just have to reach deeper and deeper and find some more. It's getting harder and harder to find though. So I try to focus on other things and not when things are returning or not returning to full feeling/ability.
It just seems that when things start to become incredibly frustrating to me, things happen to everyone around me and I need to be the strong one for them. Then I'm not focused on what isn't working the way I want it to. But it reaches a point that I can't support others and still deal with my own issues...
Everything has been absolutely crazy at work the last few weeks and I don't think it's going to get much prettier in the weeks ahead. I've been remarkably calm and dealing with everything way better than even I expected. It's time to pull together and make it work. Make everything work. Keep the ship afloat and heads above water. At least I've been that way at work. When I go home, it's a little different story. However, I'm not stressed over it, just exhausted.
Utterly Exhausted. Like tired enough I can't keep my eyes open driving home at 4 or 4:30 in the afternoon. Needing a nap every day. Feeling sick for 3 weeks. Throat just stopped hurting and it starts all over again. frustrating to say the least. Guess I get to go to the doctor again....getting tired of going to doctor's office. No answers. Continued Fatigue. Keep on trucking.
I just want to find normal and if normal means I take a freaking nap everyday, then I guess I need to figure out how to do that....Just doesn't feel like that should be normal. Just doesn't feel right. How much is stress related....? How much is my body doesn't handle stress the way it used to? I used to thrive on stress for months on end....now a couple weeks and my body is revolting.
New nerve pain....holy cow have I been lucky without even realizing how lucky! This was my first real bout of nerve pain and it came out of the blue with no warning and no clue as to what triggered it. All of a sudden my right toes felt like they had been crushed by something and had needles shooting through them from the top down. Miserable feeling. Couldn't get my toes to straighten or the shooting needles to stop. Oh wait, did I mention this was in the middle of me teaching? So I continue teaching....and take my show off....and my sock off....and press my toes into the cold metal bar on the bottom of the chair next to me. Helped but not enough. Sent a kid for an ice pak...when they came back I put it on my toes and had the kid sitting next to me put pressure on it with her foot. We kept on working and it relieved the worst of the pain. Quick thinking for what relief I could get :) Crossing fingers that this doesn't continue. It was needles on and off throughout the afternoon. I would have gone crazy if I had been dealing with this kind of pain all the way through this, I'm incredibly lucky and it's days like today that I realize just how lucky I am. Yes I'm exhausted, miserable with my throat hurting again, two days of nausea and a full day of the shakes....but I'm lucky because today's nerve pain was short lived. And my doctor and my PT responded and dealt with me :)
It just seems that when things start to become incredibly frustrating to me, things happen to everyone around me and I need to be the strong one for them. Then I'm not focused on what isn't working the way I want it to. But it reaches a point that I can't support others and still deal with my own issues...
Everything has been absolutely crazy at work the last few weeks and I don't think it's going to get much prettier in the weeks ahead. I've been remarkably calm and dealing with everything way better than even I expected. It's time to pull together and make it work. Make everything work. Keep the ship afloat and heads above water. At least I've been that way at work. When I go home, it's a little different story. However, I'm not stressed over it, just exhausted.
Utterly Exhausted. Like tired enough I can't keep my eyes open driving home at 4 or 4:30 in the afternoon. Needing a nap every day. Feeling sick for 3 weeks. Throat just stopped hurting and it starts all over again. frustrating to say the least. Guess I get to go to the doctor again....getting tired of going to doctor's office. No answers. Continued Fatigue. Keep on trucking.
I just want to find normal and if normal means I take a freaking nap everyday, then I guess I need to figure out how to do that....Just doesn't feel like that should be normal. Just doesn't feel right. How much is stress related....? How much is my body doesn't handle stress the way it used to? I used to thrive on stress for months on end....now a couple weeks and my body is revolting.
New nerve pain....holy cow have I been lucky without even realizing how lucky! This was my first real bout of nerve pain and it came out of the blue with no warning and no clue as to what triggered it. All of a sudden my right toes felt like they had been crushed by something and had needles shooting through them from the top down. Miserable feeling. Couldn't get my toes to straighten or the shooting needles to stop. Oh wait, did I mention this was in the middle of me teaching? So I continue teaching....and take my show off....and my sock off....and press my toes into the cold metal bar on the bottom of the chair next to me. Helped but not enough. Sent a kid for an ice pak...when they came back I put it on my toes and had the kid sitting next to me put pressure on it with her foot. We kept on working and it relieved the worst of the pain. Quick thinking for what relief I could get :) Crossing fingers that this doesn't continue. It was needles on and off throughout the afternoon. I would have gone crazy if I had been dealing with this kind of pain all the way through this, I'm incredibly lucky and it's days like today that I realize just how lucky I am. Yes I'm exhausted, miserable with my throat hurting again, two days of nausea and a full day of the shakes....but I'm lucky because today's nerve pain was short lived. And my doctor and my PT responded and dealt with me :)
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